"Master, what is the stinger?" Fukuda asked respectfully.

"Oh! It's just a traitor in ancient times, but I'm still very grateful to him, and you don't know about it now, but you'll know it later. This woman doesn't have to bother, they can't be living beings of Superman Project. The masked man said.

"Yes, master! But the sword! Fukuda asked tentatively.

"What about the sword?" The masked man asked puzzled, in his opinion, Fukuda lacked nothing at all, because with the help of his own race, how could he be obsessed with a sword.

"That's the ancestor's sword, the name is Tiancongyun, I didn't expect that the person who stole my ancestor's tomb was Yamamoto!" Fukuda looked hateful.

"Oh, then go and get it back, they're no match for the Half-Beasts." The masked man was still very casual to meet this little request from his subordinates.

"Master, is the Superman Project going to be postponed?" Fukuda asked with a bowed head.

"You can't wait, you can't go as scheduled, you can't let the test subject feel anything, otherwise you won't be able to control it perfectly, and you'll lose money. As for the other two, let the nano-half-beast look carefully, the Superman project will last for a long time! ”

"Yes, my master!"

...................

Yun Yanuan, who was playing a prank on the roof of the car, at this moment, he was also hot and dry, this is to hurt the enemy by a thousand and self-inflicted with eight hundred, and the purebred is to blame.

Distraught, he lost the nature of meditation and cultivation, opened his clothes and let in the cool breeze, and felt a little more comfortable, so he strolled down and prepared to go back to bed.

Mariko is still very sensible, consciously sleeping on the sofa, and did not rob the double bed of Yunya Nuan.

This girl took a bath and lay on the sofa, that kind of dissatisfaction made her heart empty and her body empty, where could she sleep, hearing Yun Yanuan's footsteps, and for some reason, a nameless karmic fire burned her chest.

The little girl listened to Yun Yanuan's footsteps passing by her side, and she didn't slow down for half a beat, this anger was even greater, it was a good time for youth to be a companion, where do you know what forbearance is.

At the moment on the sofa, Xiao Man's waist was strong, jumped to the ground, and began to beat Yun Yanuan's firm chest with the fist formed by Qianqian's small hand.

If this little girl is kicking forward with her toes, it will be a copy of the movie footage of the star master.

Yun Ya Nuan was beaten, I don't know if this dead girl is crazy, Mariko herself is confused, she doesn't know where the fire comes from at all, anyway, looking at Yun Ya Nuan is inexplicably angry, she just wants to hit him, and she is reluctant to fight that kind of thing.

The little girl choked and chirped, and beat at the same time, I was afraid that it would not be a minute or so, so I felt a little more comfortable, pursed my lips, and said to Yun Yanuan: "Okay, I'm comfortable, you go to sleep!" ”

"Huh? Oh! Then I'll go to sleep! Yun Yanuan thinks that maybe this is the generation gap in age, and he uses his fingers to calculate one by one, it seems that there is not much generation gap, only a few generation gaps, why don't I know what the little girl thinks at all.

It's the weird little head melon of Kexin, and I can guess six or seven percent, but I really can't guess the truth of the rainy season's age.

"Hi... Old? ”

Yun Yanuan's heart was inexplicably a little heavy, it seemed that this was called melancholy, this feeling made him involuntarily look back, and it happened that Mariko was also at this time, kneeling on the sofa and looking back.

"Pong"

Sparks fly.

Two pairs of four eyes are like magnets for the positive and negative poles, attracting each other and never looking back.

The two of them looked at each other like this for a full three minutes, and then slowly turned their heads and looked away, one seemed to be walking towards the bed, and the other held a blanket in his hand, as if he was about to collapse on the sofa and continue to struggle.

However, this head turned halfway, like an elongated rubber band, under the reaction force, suddenly pulled the two heads back, and the four eyes met, the two of them could no longer be still, and rushed towards each other.

Yes, it's pounced, after all, the sound of the brain shells colliding together is still very special, and it is easier to distinguish.

"Babbling!"

"Damn!"

Mariko recalled much later that it was the quickest time she fell asleep, and she didn't know anything just if she had a chance to curse a swear word.

And after Yun Yanuan cursed a swear word, his brain was still buzzing, and he touched his forehead, which was obviously swollen with a large bag, and thought of the sentence that the impulse is the devil.

He has rough skin and thick flesh, and he will be dizzy when he bumps it, but how can this little jade man stand it, so he went directly to see Zhou Gong.

Originally, Yun Yanuan was about to have a night of infinite happiness, but she became a bitter doctor, rubbing medicine on the little girl's forehead, looking at the bulging bag the size of half an egg, Yun Yanuan felt pain for her.

After wrapping the bandage, looking at Mariko again, it was like a soldier who had just stepped off the battlefield, lying motionless on the ground, Yun Yanuan picked her up horizontally and put her on his bed.

Then he glanced back at the couch and walked over......

Stacking the stall and putting it in the cupboard, he knew very well that this blanket would not be used in the future, and the sofa was just a sofa, no longer a bed.

Bandage yourself simply, although this little injury is not a problem for Yun Yanuan, but after waking up, whether it can make the little girl's psychological balance is relatively important.

I simply got the bandage, went back to the bed, hugged the thin waist very easily, and then fell asleep.

Before falling asleep, he suddenly understood that some things don't necessarily have to be done, in fact, those throbbing heartbeats and hot impulses are more about wanting to know if this thing can be done.

When you're sure that it's okay and that the other person is willing, it doesn't seem to matter so much.

As the sky dawned, Mariko twisted her delicate body in her warm embrace, and although she didn't open her eyes, she already knew who was in her chest.

At that moment, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up, and he begged: "Uncle Yun, it's always taken down by me!" ”

Seventeen or eighteen years old is known as the rainy season of life.

The rebellion of adolescence is slowly fading away at this time, leaving behind a mature but still youthful body and mind.

What people love most at this age is fantasy, and the purest love will only appear at this age.

Completely abandon the reality of things, no material, no money, no reason, dreams and love are perfectly combined at this time, once passed, the world can never be found.

A girl, when she is sure that she has love, what she wants to do most is very interesting, that is, she will make a delicious breakfast for a man with her own hands, she will put full and full of love into the food, let the man chew and eat it slowly, taste it slowly, and absorb it into the heart.

So, when a man sees a radiant face and a scary breakfast one morning, remember that happiness has come and you have been given the love of a woman.

Mariko was no exception, quietly shrunk and moved under the bed, for fear of disturbing Yunya's warm dreams, and then tiptoed to the ground, ready to make what she thought was a hearty breakfast.

When she saw the empty sofa, the blanket that had accompanied her for several days was missing, the smile on her face was even brighter and moving, she turned around, and pounced out again without memory, targeting Yun Yanuan who was sleeping soundly on the bed.

"Go to the special breakfast, go to the special milk, and feed Miss Ben with blood and flesh to you......"