Monster Apartment

Gu Bai turned his head angrily and left.

Si Yiming had long hands and feet, and stopped him as soon as he reached out.

Gu Bai's whole body exudes the aura of the lighthouse of the night. At this moment, let him go alone, even if he can't live at home, others will take it down and eat it.

The weak chirping boy should be obedient.

But first, Gu Bai must not be angry.

Si Yiming grabbed Gu Bai's wrist with one hand, and reached into the pocket of his suit jacket with the other, touched it, and found a piece of cake.

Gu Bai was sulking with his head down. His wrists were very thin, and Si Yiming's hands were very large. One slap covered his wrist completely, and he couldn't pull it out.

He saw that the little cake Si Yiming touched was the matcha cake he had made before.

Gu Bai was stunned, then watched Si Yiming stuff the little cake back, and took out a packet of snacks that Gu Bai was quite familiar with.

Si Yiming flipped through the package of snacks, and Gu Bai also followed the words on the package-Bu Zhou Shan Guo Dried.

Si Yiming released Gu Bai's hand, unpacked it and handed it to Gu Bai's mouth: "Open your mouth."

At the beginning, Gu Baipi, he smelled the sweet smell of peaches from the dried fruit, and couldn't help but quietly glanced at the dried fruit.

Si Yiming looked at the watch in his hand, frowned, and repeated: "Eat it."

Gu Bai said nothing, took out the bag of dried fruit that Zhai Liangjun gave him from his pocket, opened it and ate it.

The dried fruit is sweet and fragrant in the mouth, and the taste is like a peach. It is obviously dried fruit, but it is as sweet and rich as it can reveal a sweet juice after one bite.

It tastes great-better than any kind of fruit he has ever eaten.

Gu Bai was a little surprised. He even forgot about his anger. He turned to look at the dried fruit in Si Yiming's hand. He looked up at Si Yiming and then at the dried fruit in his hand. He hesitated twice. Second, he still couldn't control his hand, and reached out to the dried fruit in Si Yiming's hand.

Si Yiming's brow twitched, and he took back the dried fruit and ate it without hesitation.

Gu Bai: "..."

Since Gu Bai has it himself, he won't be angry after eating it, and Si Yiming, who was rejected by the boy, feels that he also needs to eat a piece of dried fruit to calm down.

The price of dried fruits in Buzhoushan is not cheap.

The small flame in Mr. Si's heart also came down. Gu Bai looked at his expression and the aura around him back to normal, then looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "Go home."

Gu Bai nodded.

Si Yiming closed his eyes and scanned the surroundings, without hesitation, he called the nearest car whose driver was a monster.

While waiting for the bus, Gu Bai pulled Si Yiming's clothes and asked him: "Mr. Si, do you know my father?"

"Yes." Si Yiming nodded, and just wanted to correct that it was not your father, then he thought of something and asked, "Who is your mother?"

Gu Bai was taken aback, and shook his head: "I don't have a mother."

Si Yiming carefully observed Gu Bai up and down, and once again firmly said: "Gu Lang is definitely not your father."

Gu Bai's eyes rounded and felt that he should be angry, but when his anger rose in his heart, the sweetness of the dried fruit filled his heart, quietly and gently calming his restless nerves.

He puffed his face, lowered his head stubbornly, and looked at the toes of his shoes that were very close to Si Yiming. After a long while, he mumbled: "Why?"

"There is nothing similar in your whole body." Si Yiming replied.

Who is Gu Lang?

Si Yiming and several other sacred beasts were familiar with this name.

They were torn all the way from the ancient years to the era when the mysterious side gradually disappeared. The last time they met was 300 years ago, when the monster settlement in the mountains and seas of Kyushu was just established, Gu Lang was planning to make a big fuss. Here, Bai Ze came forward to negotiate with him, and finally sent Gu Lang away.

Gu Lang's fierce beast was naturally greedy and swallowed everything. Si Yiming didn't know what Bai Ze used to send Gu Lang away, and Bai Ze never said it.

Gu Bai is Gu Lang's cub?

Let alone the question of whether the gluttonous food can give birth, even if it can give birth, it will definitely not give birth to such a clear and mellow cub.

Even if the maternal body is powerful, it is impossible.

Gu Bai stopped talking.

To be honest, he had discovered it a long time ago, and he looked completely different from his dad.

His father belonged to the kind who looked particularly fierce at first sight, even fiercer than Si Yiming, and later obviously became a lot more peaceful, but the fierce spirit still existed.

But so what?

Gu Lang has never been fierce against Gu Bai.

Every time I saw Gu Bai, he looked very satisfied with a smile.

Gu Bai never minded that his dad could not make waves outside all day long.

He has been poor all these years, but he has never had a time when he can't eat, he just has no money left.

He likes his father.

Gu Bai lowered his head, feeling bored in his heart. The sweet fragrance kept comforting him. Anyway, he just felt sore in his nose and didn't cry.

Si Yiming paused when he heard the little cub sucking his nose, realizing that what he just said probably caused a mental crit on the little cub, and he was a little at a loss.

The little monsters he encountered in the past basically scared the monsters away with a single eye, and they cried and chirped in front of him, and basically no little monsters could do it.

Si Yiming touched his clothes pocket, wondering what other good things besides dried fruits could help control this situation.

They stood at the entrance of the hotel where they were having dinner, which was particularly conspicuous under the neon lights.

As soon as the group of classmates who had settled the bill went out, they saw Gu Bai and another man who was close to Gu Bai.

When a group of people drink too much, they are particularly courageous.

The boy who yelled that Gu Bai had cooperated with Professor Gao on the project before smiled twice, and said with a big tongue: "Gu Bai? You haven't left yet?"

Gu Bai looked over at the sound, paused, and then withdrew his gaze.

"Go and sing together without leaving, can you tell Zhai Liangjun..."

His mouth was covered by the boy who accidentally knocked over the red wine before. The other sober people besides him were all stupid and looked at the man next to Gu Bai blankly.

Si Si Si Si Yi Ming? !

Si Yiming tilted his head to look at the boy next to him, and asked him, "You were angry because of them?"

Gu Bai curled his lips and looked away.

Si Yiming frowned slightly as he looked at the drunk young people.

His brow furrowed, and his whole person looked terrifying, as if he was about to smash a gun in the next second, revealing an aura of sand on the battlefield.

A group of young people who hadn't seen the world shuddered in terror, and even the one who spoke up woke up in an instant.

"What's the matter?" Si Yiming said coldly.

He has totally two attitudes towards human cubs and monsters and cubs. He doesn't hate human cubs, but in terms of partiality, he must be biased towards little monsters.

Besides, according to the age of human beings, these little ghosts are all grown-ups.

When you are an adult, you have to be responsible for what you do.

Even human laws don't protect them extra.

No one answered Si Yiming's question, and no one dared to speak.

This made Si Yiming's brows tightened. He looked at this group of young leaders and said, "Answer the questions."

The monitor shivered, and took a deep breath: "Gu Bai went to the bathroom before and put a text message on his phone on the table, that..."

As he said, he pointed to the person with the big tongue: "I took a look and read it."

The person pointed at stared: "You guys made me recite!"

Si Yiming sneered, then raised his hand and rubbed Gu Bai's head: "Then you ran away with anger?"

Gu Bai paused and looked up at Si Yiming in astonishment.

Such a move was too intimate, and Gu Bai felt that he and Si Yiming were really unfamiliar.

"You can't even lose your temper, and you say you are Gu Lang's cub?" Si Yiming didn't feel that there was anything wrong with touching the little monster's head. His focus was always on Gu Bai's anger. "Is it because I don't demonstrate enough?"

Gu Bai was stunned. After realizing what Si Yiming's demonstration of tantrums was referring to, he was afraid that Si Yiming would start hitting people when he was in a bad mood. He was so scared that he would squat: "It's wrong to hit or hit someone. of…"

Si Yiming thought for a while: "Yes."

After all, it is a monster, if there is no seriousness to kill a person, it is always a little trouble to clean up the tail.

He turned his head to look at the panic-stricken human beings who dared not leave, and asked, "Which one of you is making a mess?"

No one said anything at this time, but Si Yiming, who didn't know how many years he had lived, could tell who it was at a glance.

"In this way, I will take away their wealth for a year." Si Yiming whispered to Gu Bai with his head turned, and pointed at the principal culprit, "This, two years."

As Si Yiming's voice fell, Gu Bai saw something golden flashing by in a daze. He looked up at the flashing neon, wondering if he was dazzled.

He nodded blankly, still a little dazed.

Si Yiming felt that the matter was successfully resolved, and satisfactorily retracted the hand covering Gu Bai's head, turned his head and glanced at a royal blue Rolls Royce parked on the side of the road.

"Okay, the car is coming." Si Yiming patted Gu Bai on the shoulder, turned his head and pulled him into the car.

Gu Bai was in the back seat, fastened his seat belt quietly, glanced at the students who were still at a loss under the neon, and then withdrew his gaze after two seconds.

Gu Bai heard the driver in the driver's seat suddenly speak: "It's almost time, Mr. Si."

Si Yiming looked down at his watch. Si Yiming glanced at the car and chased after him, like the evil spirits and ghosts of a crashing pitch-black river, with a light tusk, for the sake of the little monster's physical and mental health, he turned his head and looked up His hands covered Gu Bai's eyes.

"Sleep," he whispered.

As soon as Si Yiming's voice fell, Gu Bai felt a drowsy rush, quickly enveloping his consciousness, dragging him toward the sweet and dark dream.

The author has something to say: Gu Bai: Why can Mr. Si take out the matcha cake in his pocket, black question mark.jpg

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Dried fruits of Buzhou Mountain: Buzhou mountain, rich fruit, in fact like a peach, its leaves are like jujube, yellow and red, no effort to eat.

There is a very good fruit tree in Buzhou Mountain, with fruits like peaches, leaves like jujube trees, yellow flowers and red calyxes. People can eat it without worry and fatigue.