No one knows monsters better than me

Chapter 159 The Shadow on the Balcony
Logically speaking, it is reasonable to give to the master as well as to the apprentice.

But actively asking for it is another matter.

"I also want…"

"..."

After hearing what Master said, Yu Yourong beside him was so surprised that a piece of fish almost fell out of his mouth.

Fortunately, the snake girl has a long soft tongue, she spits it out pinkly, twists and turns, hooks and rolls, hisses, and catches it.

Master is really strange, after coming out of the fitting room, it seems to have been...

Yu Yourong was quite confused, but one thing to say, compared to Master, Yu Yourong is still a mere [-]-year-old girl, and sometimes it's not unreasonable that Yu Yourong can't understand the troubles of an adult like Master. strange.

So as long as it's not too much, Yu Yourong can just let her make trouble.

After all, no matter what, she is an apprentice, and Yu Linger is the master. It is only natural to respect the teacher, and when the master is in a bad mood, the apprentice will politely refrain from talking about her.

On the other hand, Qin Ren was different from classmate Yu Yourong.

"That... I'll come, I'll come."

Qin Ren, as one of the two parties involved in the "fitting door" incident, more or less knew why Master Yu was doing something wrong, so after being stunned for a moment, he immediately came to his senses, picked up Yu Linger's small bowl with a silly smile, Serve her soup too.

"Do you want onions?"

"Um…"

"What about the meat?"

"want…"

……

At the dinner table, Pai Yao was relentlessly cooking while snoring, Qin Ren jingled a bowl full of fish soup for Yu Ling'er, picked up his chopsticks, and put a piece of fish belly into it.

As the softest and juiciest part of the fish, the thin and smooth belly of the fish is covered with a thin layer of gelatin that is stewed, which makes people move their index fingers just by looking at it.

And unlike other parts, the belly of the fish is white in color, as long as the soup is clear, it will be like snow. Qin Ren couldn't help but think of the same white and tender belly around the slender waist of a certain snake in the fitting room …

Ok…

Is that how the so-called "white belly" came about?

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[Fengyun!Hegemony dominates the world——!Clang clang~~! 】

After dinner, Qin Ren finished washing the dishes with Yu Yourong, and as soon as he left the kitchen, he heard the deafening Taiwanese-style Chinese lines.

"Luo Yao! Turn down the TV!"

"Oh."

Luo Yao knelt on the sofa, only her lips moved, and then she continued to stare at the TV.

"Meow…"

Tuantuan had to be sensible, stretched out his tail to hook the remote control, and pulled the round little meat ball twice to turn down the sound.

So Pixiu was dissatisfied, and continued to stare at the TV. At the same time, a white foot came out from under the loose skirt and stepped on the remote control lightly. The row of toes curled up neatly, and with the help of the soft friction of the cotton socks, they pulled back again, and the remote control was held in the hand again, and the volume was turned back to the maximum.

"Luo Yao!"

"Ahhh~"

Qin Ren came over ferociously. The little girl snorted twice skillfully, lifted her buttocks, her calves were still kneeling, she got up from the sofa, and fell on Qin Ren:
"Just a little while~ a little while..."

Acting like a baby is work, watching TV is life.

Small arms were carelessly wrapped around Qin Ren's waist, Luo Yao's side face was lazily pressed against his firm abdomen, but her bright eyes were still staring at the TV without forgetting her original intention.

"Not for a while."

Qin Ren turned into a loving father, and pointed behind him with earnestness:

"It's so loud that it affects Master Yu's game play."

Yu Ling'er said without looking back:
"I have headphones."

"..."

Now, this is called demolition.

But Qin Ren still turned down his voice, the reason was to affect the neighbors.

"What kind of neighbor, isn't it Tang Bobo?"

Pixiu folded his arms in front of his soft chest, possessed by a playful spirit, and squinted at Qin Ren in a pretentious way:

"My surname is Qin, have you taken a fancy to that woman—hey, it hurts!"

"Can you stop talking about this kind of prison and prison sentence?"

This is the result of Pixiu peeping "The Temptation of Going Home" intermittently.

That's why Qin Ren stopped this guy in time to continue to be influenced by "The Legend of Zhen Huan", and recommended to her a relatively ancient, relatively high-school fantasy TV series "Feng Yun".

……

"By the way, the actor who dominated the old man passed away..."

Watching the big villain in the TV series, Qin Ren felt emotional. Time flies so fast. When I was a child watching this show with Gu Qing, I still used a 34-inch picture tube "big color TV".

……

At that time, Qin Ren liked to use the colored plastic filaments called [Raffia Grass] in balls and balls to grab the instant noodle head of cos Bu Jingyun in his hair, and to hold his arm and call it imitation Kirin arm attack.

As for my sister, she is more mature.

Every time he sees his younger brother having a "unicorn arm attack", Gu Qing doesn't know why he would spit on him blushing, but no matter how mature a child is, he will also wrap the hole in his braid cos with a tissue afterwards Kindness.

Until later, my elder sister discovered the gossip in "Feng Yun" earlier than most of her peers, so she disdained the women in cosplay, and her younger brother was not allowed to cosplay men.

Both men and women are not allowed to cosplay, but one of the greatest joys for little boys in that era was to play the characters on TV.

So, Qin Ren, who was itchy, had no choice but to cosplay the fire unicorn in the cosplay, with his sister's red slippers in his hands, and his limbs on the ground, as a mount for his sister. Every time, the one that my sister was happiest on rode, with a flushed face , I was willing to come down until I was dripping with sweat.

It wasn't until a long time later that Qin Ren, who felt that his contribution and happiness were not equal, finally gave up cosplay.

……

【King Nie Ren, you have finally come out of the rivers and lakes again】

On the TV, Xiongba's lines brought Qin Ren back from his memory. On the screen was the most classic Leshan Giant Buddha in his childhood memory. Xiongba was holding Nie Renwang's wife Yan Ying in his arms, and was going to fight Beiyin Kuangdao Nie Renwang.

Hmm...It's really dog ​​blood...

But why do I feel like watching it again?
"Go over."

Xing's head was pried, Qin Ren patted Pixiu's buttocks, pushed him out of a seat, and sat on the sofa.

"Qin Ren, Coke."

"Tsk..."

Coke with TV, quite enjoyable.

It doesn't matter, Qin Ren also took a bottle for himself by the way.

ton ton ton -

The one big and one small took a big gulp together, then unpaused and continued playing.

……

[Ying'er, how have you been this month? 】

King Nie looked at Xiongba's wife beside him with a sad face, and his wife smiled like a flower, full of coquettishness:
[... How long has it been since you saw me smile?How do you say I'm doing? ...]

【...Xiongba gave me the happiness of a woman, everything I want...】

……

King Nie is worthy of being called the "Green King" by people in the Jianghu. If it weren't for Pixiu, Qin Ren would definitely be grinning like a melon at this moment.

This plot.

It's really as exciting as it takes blood.

But this kind of plot feels less suitable for the little girl at home than "The Legend of Zhen Huan", right?Why did Qin Ren let Luo Yao see it instead?
The answer is simple.

Qin Ren glanced sideways. The innocent little spirit beast had bright eyes. He neither understood nor was interested in the lines in it. The swords of the characters and the majestic Leshan Giant Buddha were reflected in his pupils, and his moist lips were slightly parted. , I almost yelled out the words "quickly start fighting".

That's right, it's exactly the same as when Qin Ren was a child.

After all, it is an adaptation of a manga, and the core of the content is Gao Wu. When he was a child, Qin Ren watched "Feng Yun" just to see the cool martial arts. He liked to watch them fight, and liked their handsome names, tricks, and weapon skills.

I don't quite understand the plot of dog blood and so on, and I don't like to watch it at all.

The current Luo Yao originally came from a world of cultivating immortals. When watching such a movie, the focus is naturally more on the things Qin Ren liked when he was a child.

"Oh——! Hit it~"

In Luo Yao's eyes, the fighting with Wumao's special effects was extremely tense and exciting. She raised her hand and hugged Tuantuan who was playing with slime every day, and moved her fur restlessly.

There is a saying that the mantis catches the cicada and the oriole is behind, and those who play with others will be played by others.

"Meow@#%￥..."

Tuantuan swears and curses emotionally, but everyone has been getting along for so long, so if you can bear it, you can bear it, and will not fight with Luo Yao like in the beginning.

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After one night, Qin Ren could confirm that "Feng Yun" was indeed a suitable drama for Luo Yao to watch.

Correspondingly, it is also very top.

Lying on the bed at night with the lights turned off, Luo Yao was still arching around Qin Ren's body, with a long and slender left leg resting on Qin Ren's waist, grinding and grinding excitedly like an overdose of tea polyphenols:
"Qin Ren, Qin Ren, will Xiong Da really dominate the martial arts world in the end?"

"No. Also, it's Xiong Ba, not Xiong Da..."

"Which is Xiong Ba's most powerful martial art?"

"Three points to vitality...it seems..."

"Three points? How about seven points?"

"Seven points go to luck."

……

Qin Ren had just finished chatting with Cheng Siyun on WeChat, and was busy telling the minister some local jokes in Greenland that he had heard from his girlfriend. Naturally, he didn't have the time to take Pixiu's numerous questions seriously. He was just perfunctory at first. .

until another question was raised.

"Qin Ren, will the Fire Qilin be used as a mount?"

"..."

Hearing the little guy's slightly lowered tone, Qin Ren put away his foolishness, put down his phone and began to think seriously.

What he cares about is not the memory of cosplaying Huo Qilin when he was a child.

It's the word [mount].

Yes, some things do need time to slowly repair...

Anyway, after abandoning the status of suzerain mount, Pixiu is getting better and better every day, isn't it?

"Of course not."

Qin Ren turned sideways and rubbed his nose against hers:
"The fire unicorn is a spirit beast, no one on earth can ride a spirit beast."

Some people, especially brats, don't care about spoilers, so Qin Ren might as well chat more about the plot with her.

"Actually, in this play, the real king's mount is not a spirit beast, but Yan Ying."

"Wife of King Nie? Why?"

"Well... Actually, I don't really understand it, I heard it."

It turns out that people can also be used as mounts. Master Shangxian said that people on earth really know how to play.

"By the way, Huo Qilin later became friends with Nie Feng, and humans and animals were in harmony."

"really?"

"Of course, if you don't believe me, just look back."

"Okay~"

"tomorrow!"

……

This night, after coaxing Pixiu to sleep, Qin Ren's mind was full of swords and swords.

Isn't it just insomnia? Qin Ren is used to it.

Before meeting Luo Yao, Qin Ren's insomnia frequency was even more exaggerated. Now, he actually sleeps more soundly every night than before. This occasional insomnia is not unacceptable.

So, in the middle of the night, Qin Ren got up, subconsciously touched his pocket and remembered to quit smoking. He was about to pour a glass of water and go to the balcony to get some air.

He tiptoed so as not to wake the two snakes in the living room.

As everyone knows, when they arrived at the living room, they realized that there was already a figure on the balcony.

The gentle curve outlines the graceful and slender figure of that person, more will make you plump, and less will make you wimpy. In the dark of night, you fold your hands on your belly, looking at the invisible moon in the sky, not knowing what you are thinking.

It was Yu Ling'er who was also suffering from insomnia.

(End of this chapter)