In front of his eyes was a white mist that couldn't be pierced by a glance. Lynch looked around casually, although he couldn't see much.
Faintly noticed a figure approaching in front of him—it was a very good-looking person.
The corners of the lips are slightly raised, and the deep black pupils always seem to be filled with a three-point smile; the face is gentle and the manner is noble. His person is like the big white peonies in full bloom on his white robe - handsome, timeless, noble and Qinghua.
He approached slowly, and the three-point smile in his eyes seemed to be more real. A deep and beautiful voice came out, "Did he think he was hiding you, so I couldn't find you?... It's time, it's time to come back..."
The outstretched hand was graceful, and the smile on the man's lips grew deeper and deeper. Seeing the hand getting closer and closer, Lynch did not dodge or avoid it.
There is a familiarity, an intuition, an instinct - if you can't move, the person can't touch you.
Sure enough, when he was about to touch him, the man began to melt from his fingertips. In the end, his face was blurred, leaving only the three-pointed smile in his eyes, and the soft voice floating in the air: "You should be back..."
Lynch opened his eyes, bleary-eyed, then rubbed the soft pillow and continued to sleep. Five minutes later, his eyes gradually cleared up.
Thinking of the weird scene that seemed like a dream but not a dream, he was actually not much troubled or curious. He had met such things as the Emotional Dispute Office, but he was just a strange man.
What he wants to know more now is about the little egg. The last world stayed for seven days before hearing the mechanical sound of the completion of the handover of the system work, and then was sent back.
So, what about the bastard? It always feels like things are getting more and more fun.
He got up and took a shower before going out, and at a glance, he saw Mr. Bai Dandan sitting at the table, staring viciously at the busy figure in the kitchen.
Lynch raised his eyebrows, he thought this guy was taken back!
Little Egg has a look of resentment at this moment, if it can, it must pack something and throw it out - it can't help at work, and it can't get involved in life, it's really sad...
"Why is there a work handover? Did something happen to you?" Lynch asked directly, ignoring someone's cute face. By the way, he glanced around with interest and looked at the figure of a big man busy in the kitchen with an apron on.
Well, Little Egg can't help - anyway, that person doesn't consume food or anything, so don't waste it. "Xiaoqi, I don't have enough energy, so I can't support entering those worlds. I changed to an inanimate mechanical body, which can reduce spatial fluctuations." It explained.
Lynch said he understood, and then stopped talking. Walking to the refrigerator, he took a box of cold desserts. A cup of hot milk was suddenly delivered to his hand, "Master, breakfast is ready."
Lynch threw the cold things back, took the hot milk, walked to the table, and had breakfast.
Since "Xiao Ba" moved in, all the big and small things in the house were handed over to him. He could not eat, drink, sleep, or rest, and managed everything in an orderly manner; he took care of Lynch thoughtfully and meticulously. No wonder Little Egg is unhappy, this person has completely taken its place, okay
Lynch is not unaccustomed at all, and enjoys Xiao Ba's service without hesitation.
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When the robot almighty manservant was about to go to the supermarket to buy vegetables, Lynch actually proposed to go with him. It is naturally impossible for Xiao Ba to violate anything—even if Lynch wants him to commit suicide, he probably won't blink.
Along the way, Xiaoba took good care of Lynch. And filled half a basket with big and small candies and chocolates—because every time Lynch got up, he had to eat some sweets to feel better.
Lynch put his hands in his pockets, and looked at Xiaoba shopping for vegetables with a relaxed and interesting expression. These two people, no matter who they are, their auras are incompatible with this place, they seem to stand out from the crowd!
The aunts and aunts who were shopping around looked at the two people wandering in the vegetable market—
The expressionless man was wearing a pure black deep V-neck casual outfit. He looked calm and reliable. Coupled with his icy and stern demeanor, he should be holding coffee and looking at documents in the office building.
The young man beside him was wearing a simple style of pure white casual clothes, and with his smile on his face, he looked young. The skin that has not been out of the room all year round has a kind of paleness that does not see the sun, and it does not look thin. With his elegant demeanor, he should be a prince sitting on the stage and talking about the piano.
In layman's terms, for these two people to have good looks and a good figure, the key is to have a good temperament, an attractive demeanor, and indeed very seductive.
But now, the strong hands that should be holding the coffee are holding a bunch of vegetables; behind the person who should be sitting in the elegant piano room is the noisy vegetable market. This really cannot but be eye-catching.
However, Lynch has long been used to being the focus of the stars, so he can still have a smile in his eyes; let alone Xiao Ba, his face has not changed a bit. Take Lynch to pay.
Seeing how the tall man took care of the handsome young man all the way, everyone just thought it was the elder brother bringing the younger brother to experience life.
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At the cash register, the young cashier stared blankly at the handsome young man in front of him.
"No money?" She didn't come back to her senses until the other party's clean voice came. The young man's voice was gentle and magnetic, and he smiled slightly at her, which complemented his handsome appearance and elegant temperament, which made people blush and heartbeat.
She immediately blushed her earlobes, lowered her head to count the money, and dared not look any further. But his heart was beating non-stop, and he couldn't stop his desire to take another look. He sneaked a glance, but bumped into a pair of icy eyes—they were obviously expressionless, but those eyes were as cold as It was a pair of knives. The terrified man's face was pale, and his heart kept trembling.
She quickly lowered her head, not daring to have any other thoughts.
It wasn't until the two walked away that the young cashier wiped the cold sweat off his forehead—Mom, the possessiveness is too strong! Immediately there was another bitter tear, these days, all the handsome guys are gay, so what will we do with women left behind!
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The dinner was naturally made by Xiaoba. Although Lynch wanted to help in the kitchen on a whim, the smashed pots and pans made a mess, and finally just went out to watch TV honestly.
Although Xiaodan obviously didn't like each other, but he didn't know what was in consideration, and he stopped having conflicts, so he just watched TV with Lynch.
When eating, Lynch looked at Xiaodan who was sitting on one side of him, and then looked at Xiaoba who was standing on the other side - he was such a big living person, but standing on one side did not feel any disobedience, as if his breath merged with his surroundings Together, docile and harmonious.
Lynch asked casually, "Can you eat?"
"You can eat, because the body has a digestive system." He seemed to think for a while and replied, "However, it doesn't matter if you don't eat." It sounds really honest.
Lynch nodded and said, "Sit down."
What the master said was naturally what he said, and Xiao Ba followed suit without hesitation.
"If you don't need to eat, don't waste it. I want to eat fish." Lynch looked at the other party with an unusually serious look and said. The little egg sprayed rice on the side, leaning back and forth gleefully.
Fortunately, the other party was extremely intelligent, and understood what Lynch said very well, immediately took the small bowl, and seriously picked up the fishbone.
On one side is the little egg who picks his nose and eyes vertically at Xiao Baheng, and then quickly changes his face to serve himself food; on the other side is a very serious man who quietly picks fishbone—I suddenly feel that this is a very familiar scene!
Lynch finished with emotion, and started to eat, after all, the other party's cooking skills are really not to be chosen.
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At night, the man who was massaging Lynch slowly covered Lynch with the quilt after making sure that the other party was completely asleep. That respectful and cautious attitude is like treating a rare treasure.
Looking at the peaceful face of the other party's handsome face, reverence and love flashed in his eyes, and he approached slowly as if he had been bewitched, until he lightly touched two thin lips. A cold fragrance hit, and the stern man couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking it.
The handsome man below frowned slightly, and the stern man immediately stood up and held his breath until the other fell into a deep sleep again. His back was already wet with sweat, and his heart was beating wildly.
Looking at his lower body, he couldn't help but smiled wryly. Even if he was calm and reserved, in front of him, a kiss that didn't count as a kiss could easily lose control.
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As soon as he walked out of the room, there was a bright light in front of him, and he easily dodged it.
"It's a shame you figured it out, it's actually a robot!" Little Egg curled his lips and said in disgust.
"It doesn't matter whether he believes it or not. The important thing is that I can stay by his side." The man no longer had the silent obedience he had in front of Lynch. He replied, brushing the corner of his clothes carelessly with one hand.
"You'd better put away your filthy thoughts, and don't think about doing something when the master has no memory!" The hopping little egg said viciously.
"You can't even follow into other worlds now, so what right do you have to blackmail me?" There was unconcealed pride in the words.
"Hmph, let's wait and see." The helpless and inferior little egg became arrogant, and ran away with harsh words.
The stern man didn't care, anyway, they had disliked each other for many years. After he took a deep look at the closed door behind him, he gradually disappeared in place.
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Lynch in the inner room rubbed the corner of the quilt and continued to sleep.