Zongman: Why are all your comics full of knives?

Dragon Country.

"By the way, those two children should have met by now, right?"

"If nothing else. "

"Accident?"

"Ahem, I'll just talk about it casually, that kid seems to be pretty good?"

"It's pretty good, cute, simple as a blank piece of paper, and at a young age, he's already the world's top oil painting genius, but it's ......"

"But I was so affected by that kid's two comics that I wanted to draw comics, you want to say that?"

"Worthy of my cub!"

Nangong Mu shook his head helplessly, and then said, "By the way, Yoel's business is almost over, right?"

"It should be within this month. "

"Well, let her finish her work, go over and help watch it. "

"Okay. "

Nangong Mu looked up, and what caught his eyes was a child who came out of a picture.

It exudes an ethereal, uncanny temperament.

"No wonder those two guys can recognize each other at a glance. "

It's impossible to ignore such a unique person as long as you notice it, right?

The girl looked at Nangong Mu, her eyes were like the purest gems, without any impurities.

Perhaps it was too long to get a response, so I asked again:

"Now, what color do you want to become?"

Nangong Mu retracted his thoughts and said with a smile: "It's like you should report your own name before asking someone else's name." "

"Shouldn't you tell me what color you want to be before you ask me what color I want to be?"

"That's the most basic courtesy. "

The girl's silent, dumbfounded expression made people wonder if she was listening carefully to the conversation.

After a pause of 5 seconds, the girl seemed to finally find herself from the delay.

"Basic politeness?"

"Yes. "

"Didn't think about it. "

After a pause, the girl spoke again, "Now, maybe white?"

"White? It feels like a perfect color for you. "

"Thank you. "

Although she was grateful, the expression on the girl's face did not change much.

"So, what color do you want to become?"

"I~ don't know. "

Nangong Mu smiled: "There is only one color in this life, don't you think it's too monotonous?"

"So I wanted to try every color. "

"Is one color too monotonous?"

The girl's calm gaze finally rippled a little.

"And what is the color now?"

"Now, it's red. "

Passionate about everything around you.

"Hello, my name is Nangong Mu, and I don't know if I told you over there, I'm here to pick you up. "

"I know. "

There is no expression on the cold face, and if you don't know the 630 words of the other party's character, you will only feel that this is indifference.

The girl stretched out her hand: "Shiina is really white." "

"Can I call you a shepherd?" I like that very much. "

Even if there is no expression on the face, it does not affect the fact that the other party is a beauty,

At this age of such a straight ball, there are probably few boys who can resist.

"I like it......"

Nangong Mu's expression did not waver, and he nodded with a smile: "Since you like it, then call Mu directly." "

Unlike other people, the love in the girl's mouth is simply like.

It does not contain any impurities.

"Correspondingly, can I just call you Zhenbai?"

"Yes. "

"Is that all there is to it?"

"Yes. "

"Let's go. "

"Hmm. "

Nothing to say all the way, back home.

"It always feels like you've kidnapped an ignorant girl home, what's going on?"

looked at the girl sitting on the sofa, holding a teacup in her hand, and her eyes were a little dull.

After experiencing the initial surprise, Nangong Mu also had a slight headache.

Although he knows the general personality of the other party, it doesn't mean that he can face the girl's radio waves.

So much so that I didn't know where to start for a while.

"It's good that I wasn't left to take care of it. "

Otherwise, it will really pick up a "pet" and raise it.

From the perspective of a bystander, it seems like a funny setting to be able to make such a mess of a room on a single night.

But think about it.

What kind of experience is it to tidy up the house on weekdays!

I don't even want to touch the room that I usually cleans up on weekdays.

A room that is several times more chaotic than it is definitely torture.

As for the benefits of helping girls change clothes and dress, you can see what they are......

"Just thinking about it makes me feel inexplicably guilty. "

There's absolutely no problem with Mashiro's age, but in terms of current mentality, it's not too much to say that it's an ordinary child.

Facing such a child who is like a blank sheet of paper, extremely simple.

The mere thought of that aspect gives the conscience a sense of moral condemnation.

If you think about it, if you really want to take care of Mashiro...

Mu, help me change my clothes - who can bear to say such things in a cool and white way?

The plot after that is really ...

On the one hand, he suffered from the crazy torture of his own moral bottom line, and on the other hand, he had a triple impact of sight, touch, and smell.

A man's instinct is whipped back and forth with his own moral standards.

"If you think about it carefully, this feeling of ice and fire may be inexplicably a little touching?"

"Mu's eyes are a little strange, is he sick?"

The black shadow that suddenly came in front of him startled Nangong Mu.

Then a cold, delicate touch came from her face, and the girl's cheeks came together, leaving only a few centimeters away.

Unlike ordinary people, you can appreciate the beauty of Mahaku more at such a distance.

The fair, slender skin has a moist luster, and there is not a single blemish to be seen, like the most beautiful creation.

The girl's sweet breath fell on her face, like a feather gently touching her skin, giving people a feeling of itching in the bottom of her heart.

In the face of such beauty,

Nangong Mu also subconsciously froze for a few seconds, forgetting to break free from the other party's hands.

Seeing that Nangong Mu didn't react, Zhenbai subconsciously moved a little closer to this side.

The little distance that was left was closing again.

Nangong Mu came back to his senses and directly stretched out his hand to hold Zhenbai's face.

It's a little warm, like touching a baby's cheek, and it's so tender that you worry about whether a little exertion will leave a mark on it.

"Huh?" Mahaku blinked.

"Didn't get sick. "

Nangong Mu said helplessly: "Besides, even if you are really sick, can you see it by holding it like this?"

"Probably?"

Saying this, the girl returned to her original position and sat down.

"Speaking of which, the guy who really takes care of Mashiro also lives in this building, so why don't you just tell me which floor it is!"

It's okay to send it over directly!

Thinking of this, Nangong Mu opened his mouth and said, "By the way, when will they pick you up?"

"Huh?"

Zhenbai tilted his head slightly, and said with some puzzlement: "Who are they?"

"Just your relatives in this country. "

"I don't know. "

Good guys, is this the top Riddler!?

Speak only three words, and let you guess the rest!

Even Nangong Mu can't tell the difference, I don't know this in Zhenbai's mouth, I don't know when they will come to pick her up,

I still don't know if the other party will care about Zhenbai.

Rubbing his head, Nangong Mu gave up guessing and asked tirelessly, "Then when will I pick you up?"

"Isn't the person who picks me up a pastor?"

“..."

If you change to a short-tempered guy, will you be killed directly by Mashiro?

didn't wait for Nangong Mu to figure out how to ask questions next time.

"Click. "

The lock was opened.

Then the voice of the real day burst in through the hallway.

"I'm sorry, Nangong-kun. "

"I went to buy some ingredients, so it was a little late. "

Then Maki noticed the shoes at the door, and said strangely:

"Didn't Ying Li Li say that she would come over after playing with her friends first?"

"How did you get there before me. "

The sound is also from far to near, and it is obvious that the real day, who has changed his indoor shoes, has already walked towards the living room.

No surprise, Masahiro, who walked in from the outside, saw Mahaku sitting in the center at a glance.

The smile on his face froze, and his eyes showed an unbelievable look.

It's like seeing something incredible.

"Really.. It's so white?!"

Hearing someone call his name, Mashiro raised his head, and his gaze, which had not fluctuated at all, was obviously brighter than before.

"True day?"

The familiar voice made Maki completely confirm the identity of the other party.

True day came to Mashiro's side and sat down, holding each other's hands with some excitement: "Mashiro, it's been a long time!"

Mahaku thought about it very seriously and nodded: "It's true that I haven't seen Masashi for many years." "

"Where have you been?"

Zhenyang couldn't cry or laugh: "I've been neon." (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"The UK side is for tourism. "

"Oh. "

Mahaku nodded, and I don't know if I understood the meaning of the true day:

"I'm very happy to see the real day again. "

"I'm happy too!!"

Compared to the true whiteness of not (ahag), which has too many emotions revealed, the face of the real day is full of happiness at this moment.

Even the corners of his eyes were filled with a few tears of excitement.

And after the excitement, Zhenhai couldn't help but open his mouth curiously:

"Why did Mashiro suddenly come to Neon from the UK?"

"Learn to draw. "

“？？"

With the quality of Zhenday, I couldn't help but complain: "Aren't you the world's top oil painter?"

"Who can teach you how to draw!!"

Mahaku shook his head, his orange eyes sparkling: "What I want to learn is different from oil painting!"

"There are so many people who can teach me!!"

Mahiro subconsciously fantasizes about someone who will teach Mahaku to draw... Can't you really fantasize about it!?

"Shiina Masahiro, Shiina Mahaku, obviously the characters of two unrelated works, but they have become a family here!?"

After thinking about it for a while, I feel that this plot is somewhat magical.

As for why this is certain... Didn't you say it before? Mashiro will live in the same building after that!

And the real day happens to be downstairs!

Nangong Mu doesn't think that there are so many coincidences in the world, and there are other suitable candidates besides Zhenday.

"It's a dramatic scene. "

Shiina Zhenday, Shiina Zhenbai The two names are so similar, why didn't Nangong Mu notice it at first?

It's like Luffy and Luffy, can you tell that these are two brothers!

Besides, there are so many people with the same surname on the neon side, even if the surname Shiina doesn't belong to the kind of bad street surname,

But in this building there can be several surnames and spine names,

I just happened to meet a more similar one, and I thought about it in that direction, isn't it a waste of energy?

Nangong Mu interrupted this touching reunion: "So, what is your relationship?"

Although I already have a guess in my heart, I still want to confirm it from their mouths.

"This white is my aunt's daughter. "

Really!

That is, the real day takes care of the real white?

Well, not bad!

"I have a lot of questions here. "

Saying this, Zhenbai looked at Nangong Mu: "Why is Zhenbai in Nangong's house!"

"Because it was the shepherd who brought me back. "

Without waiting for Nangong Mu to speak, Zhenbai took the initiative to speak.

“？？"

Mahiro showed an incomprehensible expression: "Shepherd!?Is your relationship so good?"

"Because I like it very much, I call it a pastor!"

？？

It wasn't until this moment that Nangong Mu finally realized.

Why did so many netizens say in the previous life that the real white cut is really black!

Listen to this conversation! Look at the face of the real day!

You don't have to think about it to know that the other party is already going farther and farther on the crooked road at this time.

"Stop, Mahaku, don't talk yet. "

The real white cat tilted its head and cast a puzzled look.

Keep quiet, though.

"Mahaku's parents and my parents are good friends, and I called last night to ask me to pick her up first. "

"Call me Mu directly because he likes it very much. "

"Because there are two shiinas here, I can only call Mashiro's name directly so as not to cause misunderstandings. "

"So, the real day should be able to understand, right?"

was suddenly called by her name, and the girl's face was also subconsciously red.

An emotion called shyness emerged in the bottom of my heart, but I still nodded:

"I see. "

Nangong Mu's explanation is simple and straightforward,

It's not as vague as Mashiro, and people can't help but want to be crooked.

"It's troublesome. "

Mahaku on the side couldn't help but complain.

It's like saying, and a few words can make it clear why you have to say so much.

Hear Mashiro's complaints.

Nangong Mu and Zhenyan both rolled their eyes at the same time.

"The last person qualified to say this is you!!" x2

Such a complaint just surfaced in the bottom of my heart.

At this time, Mahashi also remembered the problem of Mahaku:

"I almost forgot about it for so long, Mashiro has a lot of flaws in life. "

“？"

"But now that they're all so big, Mahaku shouldn't let anyone help change clothes, right?"

"Rita will help me. "

“..."

The slap in the face came too quickly, like a tornado.

Seeing Zhenday's deflated expression, Nangong Mu smiled: "If you want to get something, you always have to pay the corresponding price." "

"It's not for nothing that Mahaku can become the world's top oil painter at such a young age, right?"

"Uh-huh. I don't know why, but I nodded happily on the side.

"I don't know what I'm talking about, so don't respond so quickly!"

Zhenyu glanced at Zhenbai helplessly, and then nodded: "That's what I said." "

"Nangong... Mujun actually knows Zhenbai?"

Mahaku is calling for shepherd, so it's okay for me to call it that, right?

Zhenday, who comforted himself in the bottom of his heart, his eyes flickered a little.

didn't care about such a small title, Nangong Mu smiled and said:

"I also paint, so I don't pay attention to other masters in other fields. "

"That's right. "

True Day nodded, and then a little distressed:

"Mujun is only responsible for bringing back the child Mahaku, so will someone else borrow her later?"

"Mahaku should be my sister, not this child. As he spoke, he reached out and touched Masa's head.

True Day: "..."

Decisively ignore this sentence!

Nangong Mu also felt funny when he looked at it.

Age is probably true, but considering mental age, it is difficult for people to admit it.

"If I'm right, it's really you. "

"Huh?" Mahiro blinked, "I haven't heard of it at all!!"

"Don't you want to be with me?"

"Nothing!"

Faced with a pitiful true whiteness, Zhentian had a headache to explain:

"It's just that no one told me from beginning to end. "

Nangong Mu half-jokingly said: "If there is really no one, Zhenbai can live with me." "

"There are still two rooms available anyway. "

"Shepherd, that's good. "

The true white eyes sparkled again.

"Mujun, although I know that this is a joke, some things can't be said nonsense?"

True Day, who was wrapped in black gas, showed a terrible smile.

The blackened day is terrifying!

Nangong Mu smiled and nodded: "I was wrong." "

"Anyway, I'll cook first, and I'll discuss the rest after dinner. "

After saying that, Mayu walked towards the kitchen with some confusion.

"Is Masahiro angry?

"Nope. "

Nangong Mu rubbed Zhenbai's long silky hair like a rua cat, and it felt good.

"There are some things that only Masashi can handle. "

I really can't deal with it.,Then you have to push her in the back.。。