One hundred and twenty-six chapters

"Huh!"

The golden cite really laughed when she heard this, stepped on the soft floor, left a few marks, turned to the kitchen to pick up something, and fell to him.

"Eat, a kind-hearted woman who is a little outrageous, stupidly bought it for you."

The paper was trembling with fright, and his eyes trembled and looked in that direction.

Warm steam was quietly tumbling, and the smell of meat came out of the bag.

Golden Purple Kite clasped his hands in front of him: "Look at what it means to care, just like you, you still want to learn from others' kindness!" That stupid girl, but I've been watching the buns cool down here, I can give you food, and then I went to school, look at you, heh! ”

The paper trifold blinked, and his hand trembled to the position of the bag.

"Wait." The golden cite stretched out his hand, lifted the bag over, and shook it lightly twice, only looking at the person's gaze, followed the bag in his hand.

"Oh, you really want to take it?" The golden kite sarcastically said, "Can you have such care? Do you deserve her care? How ordinary is you, don't you have a little bit of it in your heart? Recognize yourself a little bit. ”

Paper Sanzhen's lips trembled slightly, and he barely squeezed a sentence out of his throat.

His hands trembled and stretched out to this side.

"Y-What do you want to do? Give me the bag, the girl left it for me, you can give it to me!" ”

The golden kite slowly took a step back and shook the bag in her hand. He didn't say anything, just looked at him defiantly.

The paper was somehow such a small provocation, and the hand was still stretched forward, and the skin where the light of the morning sun instantly shone out, emitting a slight smell of ripeness.

As if he didn't know the pain, he continued to walk, the shadow obscured by the wall long gone, and his entire arm exposed to the light.

The arms instantly turned into black charcoal-like branches, while the fingers instantly grew skin, slowly growing downward, changing back and forth, constantly reborn and died.

The golden clay seemed to have some fun, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and the whole person opened her arms to wander in the sun, but kept dangling the bag in her hand.

Seeing that the whole person was shaking here, I didn't know if it was afraid or painful, I took a deep breath, surged the strength of the boss, and then moved my legs to stand on the ground, trembling and reluctantly, and walked this way.

There is only a distance of one meter between the two, and it is already a fluke that each action of three folds of the paper can reach within the range of two centimeters.

The whole person was exposed to the sun, and the slow movement of his body only aggravated the spread of his pain.

The paper trifold face is distorted, even if every change in expression will bring him great pain, but the burning feeling of the light has already covered this small subtlety.

"Give it to me."

A sound of anticipation came out of his throat, and two black charcoal-like arms were folded into the bag.

"I don't give it." The golden vine kite jumped back slightly, then jumped to the wall, hung on the wall on her toes, and shook the bag in her hand proudly and opened it, "You haven't prepared it for me for three years, where are you from?" Watch me eat! ”

The paper folded three hands straight forward, constantly scratching, swaying back and forth to grasp forward, but each time he could only barely walk forward a few millimeters away.

The sun's rays were extremely faint, just hitting his body, but it swept like a flame, deeply clasped his bones, burned into black charcoal in an instant, and his own repair power made his muscles slowly reborn.

The heat like flame magma clearly smelled the taste of the body, and the fire slowly increased forward, and if you jumped backwards, you could quickly dodge away, these little lights.

It's true that there will be a little pain, but in comparison, it is really much better than the exposure to these rays of light that I am suffering from now.

He didn't want to give up, his hands kept grabbing forward, and his steps were reluctantly moved, and every time he used up the boss's strength.

In his throat, Si Slara let out a small sound for a long time, he didn't have the ability to suppress such a voice, and the sound of pain had long been unable to hide it.

His eyes stared straight at the bag, and there was a little hope in his eyes, and the eyes that had not been bright in a long time flashed a few bits of light.

The paper trifold used all his strength, trying to move forward, trying to get as close as possible.

The golden kite leaned crookedly to the side, smiled slightly, opened its mouth and took a bite of the bun.

"Well, it's so fragrant, it's really carefully selected, and there is the warmth that has been seriously waited, such a special treatment makes these buns very fragrant."

He tilted his head slightly, looked at the black charcoal moving in the light, and asked a little question: "Have you experienced it?" What does it feel like to be cared for? ”

Proudly shook the paper bag in his hand, "This is specially picked by that stupid girl for you, and it can be regarded as a caring mind, but it's a pity that you are too weak, and the sin of walking and sitting down in the early years has put an unforgivable mark on your body, and now no matter how much care you have, it can't fall on you." ”

The provocation between the words gently touches the fragile nerves of the other party.

The golden cites didn't want to control the other party at all, and they didn't mean to fight in their hearts, and the words were all attacks.

What kind of words Zhong Sannian said at the beginning had already become a deaf ear in his heart, and now he was just thinking about himself, if he could make more vicious words to attack this person.

He really has a deep disdain for the paper demon, as well as a serious contempt for the plot.

It's a really straight personality.,A little impulsive.,Looking at the swaying in front of you.,It's inevitable that there will be some malicious actions.。

I was thinking about punishing him like this, but I didn't expect Zhong Sannian to be in what kind of pattern, and he was careful about big things, and he criticized himself for a while, and he was so wordy, so annoying.

And...

The golden purple kite felt that this side's actions seemed to be competing with him, and it seemed that he couldn't even compare with such a despicable and shameless guy.

Of course, he also knew in his heart that in the other party's heart, his position did not seem to be ranked first.

Cold autumn cold... He put up with such a person, after all, he couldn't beat it.

When we first met, there was a slight conflict, and I still had a little bit in my heart.

As for the big fox that eats and drinks at home, and sells cuteness, there are also some people slightly, after all, the fluffy appearance is indeed more attractive than himself, but it is just staying at the stage of pets.

Can you still fight against yourself?

As for the rest, there's nothing to participate in.

The golden kite originally thought about how to talk about his status, and he could be considered to be able to secure the second place.

After all, it's cold and cold, and when you compare them with each other, it doesn't seem to be as cold as you imagined, and it's barely bearable.

But! This paper demon, a guy who came out of nowhere, actually dared to dangle in front of him and take away the favor that should have belonged to him.

Zhong hadn't treated himself so meticulously for three years, he actually got up early in the morning to pick out buns, and even found the so-called soft filling, and kept squatting in the kitchen waiting for the temperature to be suitable, before he reluctantly instructed himself, and went to school after keeping warm.

Why!

Why should I have never been treated like this, where did this guy come from, but he is a little weaker, don't play tricks upside down here.

Do you really think he doesn't know?

It is absolutely impossible for the paper demon to have death before the sins he has done by himself are dissipated, and no matter what kind of blow he suffers, he can survive smoothly!

Even if they are physically fragile and a gust of wind can break their backbones, it will only make them uncomfortable, and it will not really take their existence.

I really don't think he realized back then, what is called mental calculation? Thinking about my original intentions, when I was thinking about being a rich man in the human world, the intrigue between those maids and women under my hand was already enough for people to see, okay?

It's just that I don't want to play those mental calculations, but it doesn't mean that I don't understand these things at all.

The golden purple kite narrowed her eyes slightly, and she couldn't help but feel a little malicious in her heart.

Paper trifold? Scold!

It's just a little self-evident guy, and some operations in his own life can make the other party fall into deep pain.

And this impression will not be revealed at all, and such torture will instantly return to its original state.

What he did can't be reflected at all, as long as he doesn't keep his mouth strict and doesn't go out at all, Zhong Sannian doesn't know what he has done at all, and he won't get angry for no reason.

But...

There is still a slight setback, saying that this guy who pretends to be weak and fragile in front of him, but has no intention of giving up at all, and has to pick things from his own hands, how can his mouth be cleverly closed and not reveal his behavior?

Such people seem to be weak and kind, but they actually contain dirty thoughts behind their backs, and now they look at some rules, but in fact, their hearts are very sinister.

If you really run in front of the other party to complain, it is a blind nagging, or the status in your heart, it will quickly decrease downward.

The golden cite also frowned a little annoyedly, opened her mouth and took a bite of the bun.

At the same time, he didn't forget to show off the objects he had obtained to the dry black charcoal opposite, and fell into deep trouble, unable to extricate himself.