Living with a magical girl, but a weirdo cadre

"Everyone has a fruit tree in his heart. I am just good at persuading that person to pick the good fruit and eat it... That's what a snake should do."

Cong Yu said this and took the triangular cup from Xiaoying's hand: "But if it's an ugly rotten fruit, then I don't care."

As he said this, Cong Yu drank the wine in one gulp: "The fruit can be sour, spicy, or bitter... but it cannot be rotten."

"There's no need to save a guy like that..."

It sounds very impressive and of high quality, but Xiaoying doesn't buy it...

"To put it bluntly, don't you just take the poor cats and dogs home when you see them? They are supported by the group and they only owe you a favor... That's too much."

Complaining like this, Xiaoying poured another glass of wine and pushed it in front of Zongzheng Ximei: "Here, it's your treat."

Zong Zheng Ximei was stunned for a moment, thinking that she was not yet old enough to drink, but... it was time to throw off some constraints.

"Thank you!"

Having said this, Zong Zheng Ximei first took a sip of the drink and found it tasted sweet... then he gulped down the small glass of cocktail.

Soon, she felt her eyelids become heavy, the world started to spin, and her sense of direction became confused.

Unable to sit up straight, she fell asleep at the bar counter almost instantly.

"..."

It looked like an empty seat, but actually a weirdo named "Piano Soul" was sitting there, and he felt like he was being watched.

Piano Soul realized why the weirdos in the group admired Cong Yu so much.

It has even gone beyond the scope of [recommendation].

There seems to be some unique standard in Lord Cong Yu's heart... He measures others like a scale or a ruler.

Not judged by value, but by good and evil…

A judgment that conforms to Lord Cong Yu's own [view of the opposition between good and evil], in other words, [dualism].

Raising the pitch means life… lowering the pitch means death.

Well-deserved...

Like a god (神っぽいな)

Chapter 231 Mom is Sick

"..."

"Brother Cong Yu, welcome back."

"..."

Although it is weird, Cong Yu has never had the habit of saying "I'm back"... whether in the present world or the previous world.

He was mostly alone.

There is no need to say much about the world in the past. In that era, there was no concept of "relatives". The only concept of kinship was "the same batch".

For one thousand people born in the same batch, the front part of their personal information numbers is the same, but the number at the end is different, ranging from 000 to 999.

And this world...

For a medieval family, it was good enough not to strangle Cong Yu to death as if he were a demon... Sending Cong Yu to the church was the most they could do.

Cong Yu wouldn't hate them for anything.

"Well, I'm back."

After saying this, Cong Yu sat down on the sofa and looked at Xiao Cui, who was alone. "Where are Yao Chuan Guang and Lan Tian Zhu?"

In response to Cong Yu's question, Xiao Cui ate chocolate while replying, "Sister Yaochuan and Sister Lantian went to work."

The so-called job is to fight monsters.

The house is very quiet now, and the weirdo broadcasts have stopped...so, he has probably been dealt with by the two of them, and will be back home soon.

Cong Yu supported his chin, opened his laptop, placed the digital tablet, and started his work with a gloomy face.

Then soon, the doorbell rang.

"We're back."

Lan Tianzhu's voice came from the door...

To be honest, this is a bit strange, because usually Yaochuan should be the first to shout: "I'm back!!!"

Then, under the gaze of Cong Yu and Xiao Cui, Lan Tianzhu, holding Yao Chuanguang, opened the door and slowly walked into the entrance hall.

It's a princess hug.

At this moment, Yao Chuanguang's legs were hanging down, and his whole body was lying in Lan Tianzhu's arms, his lips slightly open, his tongue drooping, revealing the pink tip of his tongue.

It feels like that.

"Asleep? Or exhausted?"

Cong Yu asked this, while Lan Tianzhu looked very sad: "Xiao Guang is hopeless, we will bury her tomorrow."

Although that's what she said, you can tell it's acting at first glance.

Moreover, I have never seen a magical girl die with her body intact... Even the most famous "Black Death Witch" in the 17th century went on a killing spree,

Most of the dead were ordinary people and small animals. The magical girls and paladins who participated in the battle basically just fell ill and recovered after a year of recuperation.

Keep jumping around.

As for Lan Tianzhu's words, Yao Chuanguang opened his eyes with a tired face and complained weakly: "Don't bury me."

"..."

Afterwards, Yao Chuanguang, who was lying on the sofa, slowly began to explain the situation: "He beat that weirdo to death... I was also hit."

What he said was a bit unclear, but one couldn't expect Yao Chuanguang, whose face was flushed, to make things clear.

Lan Tianzhu got a wet towel and told the whole story from beginning to end... starting from when they attacked.

The situation is actually not complicated.

He was probably just a weirdo with pustules all over his body, and his magic was a bit disgusting. Lan Tianzhu knew something was wrong at first glance.

As a result, Yaochuan just [Woao] and rushed forward, using her favorite strategy of exchanging injuries for deaths.

He blocked the opponent's attack with his left hand and killed the opponent instantly with a big move.

As a result, her left hand began to rot, and Lan Tianzhu quickly cut off her arm. Now the arm has grown back.

As a result, Yao Chuanguang developed a high fever.

Now the area where that monster lives is blocked, and we request the magical girl who knows purification skills from the Central City to come to support us.

This prevents passers-by from being infected while walking around.

It's that simple.

……

"Well, I can't comment."

Cong Yu said this and covered Yao Chuanguang with a blanket. The dazed Yao Chuanguang rolled over and curled himself up in the blanket.

Then he fell into a deep sleep.

Xiao Cui gave the correct evaluation, and also spoke for Cong Yu to express the common thoughts of the two... or three people -

"Sister Yaochuan is really stupid..."

"..."

That’s true, but fortunately it’s just an illness.

And she doesn't look like she's in a critical condition... Considering the physical condition of a magical girl, she can only rest for a few days at most.

With this thought in mind, Cong Yu watched Yao Chuanguang remain in his sleeping position and slowly moved towards him.

Finally, she put her face on his legs and began to breathe evenly without moving.

But my neck was completely crooked, and I had 100% cervical pain when I woke up.

With this thought in mind, Cong Yu moved Yao Chuanguang's head onto her lap, put her hands into her golden hair, and gently combed it.

Xiao Cui: "..."

Lan Tianzhu: "..."

What? Why are you looking at me with envy? Is there something wrong with you guys...Yao Chuan is just a patient!

Lan Tianzhu withdrew his gaze and looked at the TV screen.

Sometimes, Lan Tianzhu really didn’t know whether Yaochuan was smart or stupid… He went up like a reckless man, but ended up getting beaten and falling sick.

Now I also get the benefit of a knee pillow.

Could it be that……

Is Xiaoguang actually a genius?

Or is it that she is actually a fool with good fortune? !

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"..."

"Hmm~"

"..."

In a daze, Yao Chuan opened her eyes and raised her head from the pillow while lying on the sofa.

I picked up my phone and looked at it...

It's almost time to make dinner.

With this thought in mind, Yao Chuan was about to get up, but was held down by Lan Tianzhu who was sitting on the other side: "Cong Yu said he will come to cook, you can continue to sleep."

Yao Chuanguang felt dizzy when hearing Lan Tianzhu saying this. He nodded and lay down again.

Although Lan Tianzhu and Xiao Cui were a little worried about Cong Yu's cooking skills.

But Yao Chuanguang had seen Cong Yu eating breakfast before... It was obviously made by him, and it looked pretty good.

So there shouldn't be much to worry about.

Then, Cong Yu's voice came from the kitchen: "Lan Tianzhu, Xiao Cui... can you eat spicy food? Ask Yao Chuan Guang if he can eat it."

In response, Lan Tianzhu immediately spoke up and said, "You can eat a little... Xiao Guang too."

Xiao Cui also expressed the same thing.

"Oh, then I'm relieved... I'm still very confident in my ability to cook Chinese cuisine. What would you like to have for breakfast tomorrow?"

In response to Cong Yu's words, Lan Tianzhu immediately said, "I want to eat Texas blueberry muffins and Sreal milk cereal."

As always, Lan Tianzhu's requests were strange and complicated.

Just like I wanted to eat German grilled fish and Italian pineapple pizza before (laughs), generally speaking...

At this time, Yao Chuan would laugh and scold, "If you want to eat, just tell me earlier!" or something like that.

But Cong Yu himself doesn't care much about this...

"Okay, then let's have American breakfast tomorrow."

Cong Yu just said this.

……

And he can guarantee that it is authentic American flavor.

Chapter 232: The Rain Smells Good (referring to cooking)

Cong Yu...this person can cook.

Yes, I can kind of cook.

In the previous world, Cong Yu sometimes cooked for herself, which was an extremely amazing talent.