Toilet toilet ......

In the middle of the night, due to the physique of the child, Jia Maoqin had to get up with half-squinted eyes to solve the physiological problems, and walked towards the bathroom in a daze. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Alas, now that I think about it, the urinal is really my great invention.

It took nearly five minutes or so for Iemo to come out of the bathroom, and he walked back with two steps and a yawn, and accidentally noticed a white shadow floating into his room in his field of vision.

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Jiamao immediately came to his senses, he looked at the half-hidden door of his room expressionlessly, and was silent for a few seconds, thinking that it would be better to remember to close the door after going out.

So, what is that? Sadako? Ga Coconut? Well, it's really better than the resentful women of Little Japan, or Xiaoqian of our Great Celestial Empire.

Jia Maoqin, who has already experienced a series of spiritual pollution baptisms, shows god-like calmness.

So, Jiamao took his own steps without saying a word, and hummed the road of life ~ a sweet dream like a long road, feeling as comfortable as wandering around the park after dinner.

But the reality of the room disappointed him a little.

There was no eerie cold wind knocking on the window, no sinister woman's voice laughing creepy, and no reflection of another dimensional space from the mirror.

No, here we go again.

Jia Shige looked helplessly at the girl who was sleeping on his bed, the girl who can appear in this house, except for his sister Mikan, is Sokura Yu, and considering the mobility in the middle of the night, it is obvious that there is only one result.

This is the first time that Sister Yu has slept in his bed.

Although Sister Yu has sneaked into Jia Maoqin's bed from time to time in the past two years, it is the first time to see Sister Yu sleepwalking in the middle of the night, after all, she usually finds Sister Yu sleeping in her bed every other morning.

Sister Yu's white arms and thighs are exposed in the air, which is eye-catching, but the family Mao in her eyes is not really exciting as a primary school student, nor is it not Lolicon, she is a gentleman of a feminist, only a kind of sadness that was in the wind and peed three feet in the wind, and now she is wet with the wind, and she raised her head and sighed forty-five degrees in the new house.

If only I were Loricon.

It's hard to say in the future, but I definitely can't raise the slightest interest now.

To be honest, Jia Mao's relatives have taken a bath with Sister Yu and Mei Tang, and if he can still be ♂ in heat under such a shameful play, then he is really hopeless, and he is still waiting to be caught like Xiong Ji.

Jiamao took a look at the time on the clock, it was more than two o'clock in the morning, and it was not good to wake up Sister Yu at this time, so he gave her the bed and covered her with a quilt by the way, so as not to catch a cold.

Well, now the question is, where does my brother sleep now?

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How does it feel, Kashige?

The gentle voice made Jia Shigeqin open his eyes slightly half-asleep, and suddenly there was a warm and soft touch on his forehead, and he squinted his eyes, and his eyes were misty to see that his mother was leaning over and probing her hand on his forehead.

i_wil_be_back!you_are_terminated!

Jia Shige held his thumb up and had a tough guy expression on the return of the Terminator.

Well, it looks like you're still in good spirits. Really, even if Xiao Yu sleeps on your bed, then you don't have to sleep on the floor, your bed is enough for two children to sleep.

A small knock on his head, Nana shook her head angrily.

Men and women are not allowed to sleep at the same table at the age of seven.

Jiamao is righteous and awe-inspiring, although he looks like he is dying.

…… Son, you're not seven years old. Even if you're seven years old, you can't do anything.

Years of experience have already made Nana practice a good mouthful, she sighed a little ruddenly after she finished speaking, and then put the cooked porridge on the edge of the bed.

By the way, Jiamao, I cooked a medicinal meal that I recently learned, I learned it from a doctor from a foreign country, and it is said to have a good therapeutic effect on colds, so do you want to eat it now?

No, let's wait a minute. But before that, I want to ask where the doctor came from?

Jia Shige had a sense of foreboding.

It looks like a country called Mongolia.

Nana looked innocent.

Mongolian doctor!!

That's not as good as a green onion with chrysanthemums ♂!

Ah, by the way, it is said that this way of treating colds is not scientific, because the chrysanthemum ♂ and the rectum ♂ inside are very delicate, and the insertion of green onions not only cannot treat colds, but also causes physical mechanical damage and chemical stress stimulation responses, so this method is a dream secret technique that can only be achieved in two-dimensional romantic comedies.

Okay, Jiamao, remember to eat it after a while, if it is cold, the effect will not be good. I'm going to pick up Ah Gang now, Mei Tang will come over and stay in your room later, Xiao Yu is estimated to be back from school soon, so you can have a good rest.

After explaining, Nana walked out of the room, and about ten minutes later, Jia Shige faintly heard the sound of the door closing in the entrance.

Well, let's eat that porridge first...... Nest nest, this rhythm is not right.

Although I didn't expect the medicinal diet recommended by the Mongolian doctor from the beginning, this appearance is too strange.

What the hell are the red and black porridges!

What is this? Dark matter?

Jia Maoqin complained while fiddling with the steaming medicinal food with a spoon, and then tasted it slightly, and his face suddenly turned pale.

No way...... I'm going to throw up...... It tastes like a condensed pill......

Is this the so-called medicinal diet to taste as unpalatable as medicine? This is simply too low! Go and find a secretary to apprentice!

Jia Maoqin looked at this weird bubbling porridge in a tangled way, and couldn't help but tremble, this is all the mother's full love...... Well, it's better to use this to practice your stomach first, maybe it will come in handy later.

Considering that most of the heroines who will appear in the future will be able to make a dark cuisine of the level of looking up at the starry sky, Jia Shige feels that he must first train his stomach into a different dimension.

Although this kind of painful and happy good thing is unlikely to happen to him, Jia Mao still fully understands and learns the spiritual victory method of Mr. Lu Xun's pen Aq.

Oh oh oh, on!

With the tragic feeling that the head of an assassin would never return, Jia Shige poured porridge into his mouth violently.

Then, couldn't help it.

Ernie Sauce ...... Are you asleep? Hmm...... Mikan is coming in, and it won't bother Ernie Sauce.

At this time, Mikan, who had no idea that her brother was dying, pushed the door in, but when she saw the world behind the door, she was stunned as if the door to a new world had been opened.

On the bed, a boy looked up to the sky at 45 degrees and sprayed red blood, and for a time the sky was drenched in blood and rain, this situation was so tragic that it was like a couplet to the king of kings piercing the intestines until he vomited three liters of blood, and he never died.

The shocking scene left an indelible impression on the young cognition of Mei Tang.

Ah, beauty...... Mandarin ...... Poof!!

Jiamao, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, was about to smile at his cute sister, and suddenly covered his mouth again and spit out a mouthful of red.

What is this? Gintama's New Year's New Year's Money Terrier!

Mei Tang, who finally came back to her senses, sat down on the ground, and at the age of two, she only understood one thing at this time.

Europe... Europe...... Oni-chan is dead!!

Nest...... Nest...... Calm...... Poof......

Woo wow wow wow wow !!!

My sister...... We can fight for another 500 years...... el－psy－congroo……

Seeing Mikan crying, Jia Shigeru climbed out of bed weakly, crawled towards Mikan like a zombie, and stretched out his right hand to Mikan tremblingly, grinning to comfort Mikan.

As a result, Mei Tang was scared to cry even more fiercely.

No, labor and management are going to kneel.

Eh, what's wrong!?

Sister Yu, who had returned from school, heard the crying in the house and hurriedly ran to Jia Maoqin's room.

Then, her reaction was-

Small...... Xiao Mao is dead, !!ahh

you! You all react the same way for Mao!

At the last moment before his consciousness disappeared, Jia Shige chose to fly the table of his mind.

-- Labor and management almost vomited blood!

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ps: I feel that things are not going well lately, is it because I haven't updated?

PS of PS: I hope the PS above is an illusion. In fact, I've been really busy lately, and the project has to be submitted for acceptance, and the materials prepared are as high as a mountain (so this government ♂ department...... So much so that I have been working overtime, just like tonight, I just finished dinner, and I am in tears when I think about it. This one is busy stealing codes.,Seeing the disappointment in the book review area.,I had to update it.。

ps ps ps: I hope tomorrow the submission acceptance can be passed, so that I can really have a time code word, please bless.