Chapter 81: [One more] What bike do you want! Locked up! qaq

At six o'clock in the morning, it is not yet dawn.
Yang Yang confusedly opened his eyes, and just moved his head. The tail of his thigh was curled up a bit, and he didn't seem to want him to leave. At the same time, a strong arm was stretched around his waist, and he gently carried his lower abdomen back.
Yang Yang's head was still a little bit stingy. The body gourd seemed to go back to the side along the force, and the back came into contact with a naked chest. The skin's unobstructed contact made Yang Yang wake up.
Yang Yang: "..."
Memory suddenly returned.
"Sleep again."
Archibald's voice was dumb, and he had just woken up, his eyes were not yet open, but his head was lowered, and a kiss fell on Yang Yang's unmarked shoulder.
Yang Yang shrank his shoulders, and the numbness of being kissed along the spine last night made a comeback, making him breathlessly.
Archibald hit him on the tip of his nose, and then he was awake. Then he chuckled and hugged Yang Yang from behind. The big cat poke around Yang Yang's neck twice before he said to the ear of Yang Yang: "Early."
Yang Yang was embedded in Archibald's generous embrace. This time he reversed too much and was rear-ended.
Yang Yang: "..."
Yang Yang: "Good morning civilization, keep the distance between cars."
Archibald stiffened, and laughed after reacting: "You.-I won't do it anymore, just let me hold it."
Yang Yang was unmoved: "Oh, you said so last night."
Yang Yang deserves to be clear yesterday, one is that he is also enthusiastic, and the other is that he thinks it is a slapstick anyway.
However, the facts made him understand a truth: Do not underestimate the abnormal physical strength of bimorphic Leicester, especially bimorphic Leicester in the estrus period (special note: the estrous period is delayed by one year).
Yang Yang moved his leg, hissed, and was frustrated: "I think my leg must be vulture."
Archibald rubbed Yang Yang's hair: "No, I checked last night. There are some marks on the calf."
It was left by the tail of Yang Yang's leg when he was in a hot mood. Fortunately, he was not injured, so he should pay attention to control next time.
Yang Yang: "..."
Don't remind him of the calf.
Yang Yang rolled his eyes, then bent his elbows, and then pierced Archibald's chest, pushing the person away, a ruthless expression, "Do you want to extinguish the fire yourself, or do you want to fire violently?" ? "
Archibald: "........."
Archibald was helpless, so he could only get up obediently and not forget to be horned for Yang Yang: "If you lie down again, I will bring breakfast in a while."
Yang Yang confessed last night that he was "working hard and high", and lazily responded, rolling into a roll in peace on the bed.
...
At eight in the morning, the car parked in front of the store.
Yang Yang stretched his waist and hummed.
Archibald looked at him: "Stuck?"
It wasn't that he had tossed too long last night, but Yang Yang recently had a bit of a lethargic female response during mid-to-late pregnancy. Fortunately, the female will not have vomiting, and the stomach will not be too big.
Yang Yang opened his eyes, his face flushed: "I'm not sleepy."
Then, as he unfastened his seat belt, he asked Archibald: "Amber has prepared a big-winged pigeon for me to fill the space. Do you want soup or noon at noon?"
Archibald: "Stew soup was originally prepared for you.-I'll come over for lunch?"
Archibald was tempted in this sentence, because Yang Yang had specifically instructed him not to come to the store for lunch a few days ago.
However, the small storm at the vegetable market yesterday made Archibald realize that Yang Yang's relationship with him may not be too shy to let people see.
Sure enough, Yang Yang didn't refuse: "Okay, I'll get you ready."
After speaking, Yang Yang turned suddenly again, and stretched out her hands to hold Archibald's face, she just held Archibald's mouth into a muffled mouth.
Archibald: "???"
With a smile, Yang Yang gave a strong kiss on Archibald's lips, full of spirit: "muma ~ work hard, Darling ~ bye ~"
Archibald: "........."
When Yang Yanglang finished, he got out of the car, and then changed back to the positive butler of the sheep butler, and walked towards the shop in a reserved manner.
Archibald: "........."
Archibald laughed-Yang Yang on the bed and under the bed, like two species.
but……
Archibald looked at Yang Yang's back, pursed his lower lip, and deepened his smile. --fair enough.
...
After entering the store, Yang Yang went up to the second floor first.
The store was not guarded at night, but fortunately there was heating here, and the seven-cage "Little White Rat" was not frozen.
Yang Yang took off his coat and glanced first. Although the food in the seven cages was moving, most of them were left, but none of the mice died.
— Oh, I forgot one.
Yang Yang put down her coat and called Monta: "Did you die?"
Monta was silent for two seconds, "... you called me this morning and asked this?"
It sounds very spiritual.
Yang Yang laughed: "The porridge you drank yesterday, I'm afraid you will react today."
Monta; "what can you do? It was all over last night."
Yang Yang: "... bye."
Hanging his eyes and hanging up the phone, Yang Yang was alive.
First, take out the detector from the space, put in today's golden fruit for routine detection, and then check the condition of the mouse.
The mice are still dabbling. After all, these are poultry and caught wild game. As long as it is not an infectious disease, both buyers and sellers won't care, and the most money is selling.
Yang Yang squatted in the cage, turned on yesterday's records, and compared them one by one.
Yang Yang records very carefully, from the symptoms you saw, such as the state of fur, claws, etc., to the condition of soul power, each one is marked.
After some inspection, there are some changes-some conditions have worsened, some have eased. But in general, the infection of the groups of souls and beasts, and the group of fruits, have improved the infection more or less.
This result can't help but surprise Yang Yang--Can the soul power in the soul cube actually purify the soul power?
If so, that's great! Archibald's soul power infection, maybe he could also purify with these fruits!
… But be cautious. Animals are different from humans. It is better to do more experiments.
But there is always hope.
Yang Yang was in a good mood too. After finishing the second floor, he also smiled on his face.
The business in the store is still hot. There are long queues outside the store. There are still a lot of people who open the video mode on both sides of the team. There are waves of tourists in the tourist season, and everyone who watches him is different every day.
But there are a lot of regular customers, and when they saw Yang Yang, they greeted, "The sheep steward is in a good mood today."
Yang Yang unbuttoned his collar, rolled up his sleeves, and laughed while wearing an apron: "I feel good every day."
Someone teased, "It's different today. It's red, looking at it-hey, why is your neck green with the sheep steward?"
Yang Yang froze, touching her neck subconsciously, but felt nothing, but there was some soreness in the collarbone.
"Hey, you have a fight with sheep steward?"
"There are also red marks on my wrist. What happened to the butler?"
"It's not going to be the duke ..."
"How is it possible that I haven't seen the Duke drive a sheep steward every day?"
Soon, the customers outside the shop talked anxiously, and all of them were worried.
Yang Yang: "..."
No, that's not what you think.
But it is also impossible to tell the guests that the Duke practiced for the first time yesterday. It was too exciting. It was all right.
Yang Yang's face was hot, and she wanted to re-fasten the buttons, and then she coughed gently.
However, the masses are keen to eat melon, especially the free time waiting for porridge now.
Sympathetic: "Don't be afraid of the sheep steward. We will sue you for being wronged."
Curious: "It seems that the injury of the sheep steward is pinched?"
One day, "Is the sheep butler practicing fighting?"
Finally, there is a reliable one: "Oh, the sheep steward will not be with his wife ..."
Immediately someone understood and followed the ridicule: "It turns out that the sheep steward is not always such a gentleman."
Yang Yang: "..."
Fortunately, the guests have a sense of proportion. This kind of ridicule in other people's rooms is a joke.
However, Yang Yang reddened her ears, and at last she simply drank her congee and concentrated her attention, and gradually forgot the "scar" storm.
But his reaction fell in the eyes of the guests, so the previous guess was immediately confirmed.
Whoops, that meticulous sheep steward, even playing so wild with his wife? Isn't his wife still pregnant?
No no no, I'm so dirty, it must be less indescribable than I thought.
However, ascetic and elegant people under the bed, and wild and rude people on the bed set real chickens to be delicious! !! !!
So one pass ten, ten pass a hundred, gossip, gossip in an instant.
When Yang Yang finishes the porridge, he has added a new "wild" in the "fan label" on the oil rabbit, and his recognition has come to the fore.
Yang Yang didn't know, but when he said goodbye to the guests today, not only did nobody keep him as usual, but his aunt (father) looked at him with a smile and asked him to "pay attention to rest" and "don't be too tired."
Yang Yang: "???"
Forget it, first go upstairs and stew the pigeons.
It didn't take long for Yang Yang to go upstairs, and Archibald came over. Yang Yang was a little surprised: "Come so early?"
Archibald took off his chilled coat and walked to Yang Yang with only his military uniform. The vinegar was full of jealousy: "The clothes must not be unbuttoned in the future."
Yang Yang: "... Ah?"
Archibald's eyes moved down and fell on the neck of Yang Yang. Then he extended his hand, his long fingers across the clothes, and landed accurately on the shallow bruise of Yang Yang's collarbone. .
Archibald's voice was cold: "Someone took your picture and enlarged your collarbone."
Yang Yang: "..."
Oh, I got it.
Yang Yang laughed: "It wasn't you who provoked it. Speaking of, what is the impression here, why can't I remember?"
Archibald's attention was diverted for a second, the smile returned to his eyes, and he reached for a few words in Yang Yang's ear.
Yang Yang's face turned red immediately, and she reached out and pushed Archibald farther away: "Okay, I know, shut up."
Archibald didn't say anything, but reached out to Yang Yang and lowered his head to kiss.
Yang Yang leaned back and ducked away, some stunned: "The door is not closed.-You are too sticky during estrus."
Regardless of that, Archibald clasped Yang Yang's back with one hand, kissed him, chuckled his lips, and determined: "You don't hate me like this."
Yang Yang: "..."
Being jabbed at the center, Yang Yang bit a lip of Archibald in anger, and then was attacked by Archibald. He drove straight into the mouth and seized the city in the mouth.
Just then, a loud noise came from the door, followed by Monta's "lying".
"During the day, can you hold back!"
Archibald ignored him, straightened up, looked back, and said, "At this time, you should politely silence and help us close the door."
Monta: "?????"
What, what are you talking about? Should I close the door for you? ?