Chapter 202: Everyday life is precious under the premise of the end of the world

After dinner, Akane RyΕ«koji left Muto's house and began to carry out night commissions, including watching the scene, taking care of children, and destroying drug trafficking organizations by accident.

After a series of things, she was busy until more than two o'clock in the morning, and then she had time to go home and sleep.

At three o'clock in the morning, in front of Muto's house, Akane Longguang Temple, who was full of tiredness, stretched out his hand to open the door, the entrance was not dim, and the light from the living room made it possible to see it clearly.

Who hasn't slept at such a late hour? This question flashed through her mind, she didn't turn on the light, took off her shoes, put her feet wrapped in gray stockings into her slippers, walked into the living room, and saw Muto Qing in front of the refrigerator, sipping Coke.

"If you don't sleep at three o'clock in the morning, run down and drink Coke, you're really leisurely," Longguang Temple Qian subconsciously mocked when she saw him.

Muto Qing was accustomed to her tone, disapproving, put down the ice cola, bent down and took out a bottle from it, shook it and said, "Do you want to drink it?" ”

Her blue eyes blinked, and she yawned, "Thank you for your kindness, but unlike a certain idler, I am very tired from work and have to go to bed." ”

"It's really prickly to speak, and I'm not too idle to read the manga and see it so late, I went to a little Takamagahara event, and I only came back not long ago." Muto Qing shrugged, threw the ice cola back, and closed the refrigerator door.

Longguang Siqian took a step back, shocked and tired, and then she said with curiosity on her face: "Are you coming out?" Or do you have to sell it? ”

Muto Qing was slightly stunned, a little, he reacted, and said angrily: "What kind of dirty thoughts are you pretending to be in your head, the High Heaven Yuan I am talking about is not the Cowherd Club, but the High Heaven Yuan where the gods live, it is the guys who attacked Xingchuan and you, but I specially helped you find the field and smashed it to pieces." ”

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After staring at each other and being silent for a while, Longguang Temple Qian wondered, "That's it?" ”

"Yes, the gods are finished." Muto Qing also wondered, the other party's ears are usually very pointed, why did they suddenly become behind the ears?

Longguang Siqian rushed over with a brisk step, grabbed his shoulders with both hands, and shook wildly: "Hey, have you made a mistake, you just took a word about such a big thing as killing the gods?" At least describe it to me, the fight scene, it's too perfunctory, detailed, specific, do you understand? ”

Muto Qing, who was dangling, put her on the shoulder, signaled the other party to calm down, and then spoke: "Okay, then let me ask you, if you knew that the world would end tomorrow, how would you react?" ”

The topic suddenly turned to this aspect, Longguang Temple Qian was a little dazed, but she still thought seriously for a while, and said: "What should I do, what to do, such a short time, even if I remind the government, no one will believe it, it's better to accompany my family more, why do you ask this?" ”

"That's how I'm feeling right now, I'd rather choose the daily routine of going to sleep than wasting brain cells to describe fighting, good night," Muto Qing smiled, nodded her eyebrows, and left the living room.

Longguang Siqian touched her eyebrows, and then thought about the smile just now, her face turned red, and she muttered: "If you don't say it, you won't say it, what kind of handsome." ”

"What are you muttering about me behind my back?"

"Nothing!"

In this way, a night passes, and it is said that it is a night, but in fact four hours have passed.

At seven o'clock in the morning, Muto Qing lay on the bed and fell asleep, half of the quilt was rolled up around his waist, and his delicate face looked particularly quiet and delicate when he was asleep, and he had a sleeping prince temperament.

"Get up!" With a gentle sound of waking up, the leather schoolbag fell from the air, and the target was the face sleeping on the pillow.

Muto Qing's eyes didn't open, his body rolled to the right, poof, the schoolbag hit the pillow, his eyes slowly opened, looked at the brown long-haired girl in front of him and said, "Longguang Temple, do you want to murder me?" ”

"Cut, what a clever guy," Longguang Siqian said dissatisfiedly, and said with her schoolbag back: "Okay, I'm going to wake you up instead of Aunt Xue." ”

This girl is definitely revenge for not saying the details last night, she will get up early when she always lies in bed, does she think that I will be negligent because I slept late yesterday? Hmph, what a naΓ―ve, I'm a man who doesn't show a flaw for twenty-four hours, Muto Qing chuckled, propped up the edge of the bed, and stepped on the ground with his right foot, when he wanted to get up.

Longguang Temple suddenly raised his foot and kicked it, the force was so fierce, and the bed under his buttocks suddenly flew and was installed on the big wardrobe.

Muto Qing was going to keep the posture of a vacant seat and laugh at it, but his feet slipped suddenly, his center of gravity was unstable, and the whole person fell to the floor, and quickly looked down, the cut plastic bag was covered with the oiled floor, and he stepped on it with one foot, and the consequences can be imagined.

At the last moment, Muto Qing reacted, if he fell like this, his face would not exist, and he reached out to hold Longguang Temple.

She took a quick step back, avoiding her left hand, but not her right hand, and the skirt was pulled, and as the hand fell, the skirt fell along with it, to the knee.

White leggings with a pink cat on top and a string of English underneath.

The wind blew in from the balcony that was not closed, the thighs were cold, Longguang Si Qian smiled and froze, looked down at her short skirt, her face was instantly congested, and the carbon red made people suspect that white steam would come out.

Rattle, a green tendon stretched from her red forehead, her blue eyes burned with raging anger, and she gritted her teeth and said, "You take advantage of me again?" ”

"It's an accident," he straightened his expression, trying to make his expression serious, but sitting on the floor, still clutching the corner of his short skirt in his hand, this look could not be serious, no matter how upright.

At this time, a cheerful figure jumped out of the door, with a lilac ponytail flying, and Yuzi shouted with a smile on her face: "Qingjun, you ......"

The voice stopped abruptly, and when she saw this scene in the bedroom with a smile on her face, she froze and disappeared little by little on her face until she was gone.

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The air fell silent, and time seemed to stand still.

Muto Qing let go of the hand that grabbed the short skirt, did not get up from the floor, and raised his hand to say hello.

Syllable. A white and tender foot kicked him the cheek, knocking all the words he wanted to say back to his stomach, and then, like a high-frequency piledriver, the jade leg kicked continuously, kicking one kick after another, and afterimages appeared in the air, and the attack range changed from the head to the upper body.

Bang Bang Bang ...... After the stormy leg blow, Longguang Temple Qian put down a sentence, "Beast, I can't stand you anymore." "Lifting the short skirt, it looks like a sprinter sprinting before the finish line, rushing out of the balcony and leaping down the short skirt.

Bang! Falling steadily to the ground, Longguang Siqian ignored the surprised look of the aunt and ran away quickly, leaving only a cloud of smoke and dust raised.