Angel Son of Tomorrow's Ark

Once they get too used to the life here, their spirits will be solidified, and they will become unable to get out of the painting.

That's why Luo Zhen found an excuse to move in space, so that the time inside and outside the painting is also synchronized, just to let them have the cognition of "this is the real world".

After all, these refugees are all Laitanians. They grew up in the outrageous legends of the Witch King, and the Originium skill of space movement seems quite acceptable.

So they only regarded Luo Zhen as a kind and powerful savior, and they were all grateful.

In the end, out of selfishness (strike out) Luo Zhen let Muyan live in the Sanctuary because of communication needs.

There must always be a person who can freely go back and forth between the inside and outside of the painting to convey information, and this task is naturally performed by Muyan.

Mu Yan, who was a little frightened by Luo Zhen, also became obedient, and did what Luo Zhen said.

Then, when everything settles down...

Muyan: "Master Luo Zhen...Thank you very much, you can lend me the bathroom to wash your body... You even lent me your clothes, thank you very much..."

The somewhat stiff Muyan took off his heavy armor and wore a Rozen shirt instead.

... click.

Seeing the mudstone coming out, the women in the living room were stunned.

Even Shirtel, who was licking a popsicle, dropped the stick in his hand to the ground.

Mu Yan, who is wearing a loose men's shirt, looks so cute and pitiful, I really feel sorry for him.

And probably because the trousers were too big to fit, Mu Yan only used the shirt as a dress, and her snow-white legs were a bit dazzling.

The cuteness of the mud rock was beyond Luo Zhen's expectation.

Although he instinctively sensed that the mud rock was a beautiful woman, his judgment was wrong after all.

Not to mention Rabi Talu, Muyan's body shape is actually only about the same as Shirtel!A completely slender beautiful girl!

This made Luo Zhen learn from the pain, and supported her shoulders with both hands full of sincerity:

"I'm sorry Muyan, I misunderstood you. We have a very enthusiastic tailor girl in the car, and I will definitely do it for you in the future. Now, please feel wronged, wear my clothes, and sleep with me—"

Shirtel: "Sleep with your halo shovel. It's fine to wear my clothes, don't take advantage of the opportunity!"

Miss Shirter, the wildest in the car, pushed Rozen away, dragged the mud rock and went back to her room.

I don't know if it's because of the fellowship of the Sarkaz people. It's a surprise that Shirtel, who is usually not interested in outsiders, is very friendly to the mudstone.

Miss W moved to Luo Zhen's side in small steps, and poked his waist in a strange way:

"That's great, Mr. Shengzi~. You are such a cute Sarkaz girl, aren't you happy?"

"That's right, I'm going to explode if I'm so happy."

Luo Zhen gave a thumbs up unabashedly, causing all the women present to sigh.

20. The new little daughter-in-law

"..."

On the first night on the Sanctuary, the mud rock was a little uneasy.

This is also of course.

After all, she is not the type with a big heart. Her life experience has made her cautious, and she is no longer a poor child who can't accept others' kindness frankly.

But for this kind of good girl who looks forward and backward, Luo Zhen directly uses the force-feeding method.

Use a large amount of soy milk to fill her up abruptly!

Mu Yan was in a state of being unable to think, and before he came back to his senses, he had already fed him to a full stomach, making up for the lack of food and clothing in the past.

In the end, after eating the supper and fried rice that he made by himself, Niyan hiccupped shyly and fell asleep on the soft bed.

In order to keep her from restless, the Sarkaz people such as W and Shirtel slept in the room with her.

"Umm~..."

Mu Yan sat up from the bed in a daze and rubbed his eyes.

It had been a long time since he had slept on such a warm bed, and Mu Yan's mental state suddenly sank.

Today, she didn't smell the smell of earth and blood, but the fragrance in the room, and the sweet scent of the girl's cosmetics.

Muyan stretched his body lightly, and then smelled a good smell from himself.

"Sniff... Sniff..."

Mu Yan pulled the clothes on his body, leaned over his face and smelled it.

It's unbelievable, it's a reassuring smell.

Although it is not so sweet that it is greasy, it is very comfortable and has an indescribable peace of mind.

This made Mudstone couldn't help sniffing for a while longer.

It was like a wild cat that was easily captured when it smelled the taboo of Mutian Polygonum for the first time.

But, just as Mudrock enjoyed it.

From the upper bunk above her head came a funny laugh:

"I can't tell, big girl, you're still a smell control. You're smelling the clothes the man gave you early in the morning, so perverted~(=?ω?=)"

"Hey~~~!"

Muyan screamed on the spot, his legs went limp from fright.

This shrill and lovely voice made it difficult to connect with her thick voice when she was wearing armor. It was as if they were two people.

W who slept on her upper bunk turned into a cat face with a smile, it's time to change her name from W to ω.

She admired Muyan's panicked appearance, and Ni Xixi smiled even more excitedly:

"It's a pity~, the clothes you are wearing have been washed, and there is not much manly smell left. If you like it, I suggest asking him directly. But that man is inexplicably thin-skinned in this kind of place Type, if he refuses, then grab it directly! As a senior, I promise this is the most effective method!"

Mudstone: "What are you talking about! I didn't think about such a thing!"

The mud rock girl had a (.>?<.) expression on her face, waving the sleeves of her men's shirt, patting the bed.

She has never experienced this kind of girlfriend (?) conversation, and her natural resistance is infinitely close to zero, and it is so cool to play with!

For this kind of big girl who can be said to be molesting the blue ocean, W moved her index finger, and she couldn't hide her uncle's smile at all——

Shirtel: "Don't bully others, runaway girl. If you do this again, I will tell Luo Zhen."

Sister Shi Er, who was sleeping on the opposite side, woke up at some point.

She blocked the smirking W with one hand, and took the initiative to protect the defenseless mudstone.

W slapped Shirtel's hand off, and snorted angrily:

"You're annoying girl. Sarkaz is much rarer. Why are you only allowed to play and not me... By the way, what's the matter with your pajamas? Disgusting~"

Miss W covered her lips lightly with her small hand painted with red manicure, showing a look of disgust like a sister-in-law.

Unlike the exquisite W(?), Shirtel basically belongs to the type who doesn't care about his own attire.

Except for the little dress that she had worn since she could remember, she basically picked out other clothes at random.

Although her aesthetic sense is not bad, and her natural materials are good, she looks decent when she wears private clothes.

But pajamas are different.

Shirtel was not happy to wear the little girl's cute pajamas, so he just grabbed a T-shirt from Rozen's closet and wore it as a skirt.

And the pink t-shirt she is wearing now has the oversized art words [I?

Miss Shier pulled up her chest and looked at it:

"It seems to be the concert-limited costume of that little idol called Sora, who knows. You can take it off if you want, I'll take it off for you."

Da Buliu: "Who wants it! Don't even say that the value is negative at the moment when you stick to your body. First of all, this design separates the wall of the soil! Learn some aesthetics for me!"

Inexplicably, the radio waves of W and Shirtel never match up, and they bickered happily with each other.

Mu Yan, who was forgotten by the two without knowing it, quietly climbed off the bed and slipped out the door.

After the door was closed, the sound of the two arguing could still be heard inside, and they were full of energy early in the morning.

This made Mu Yan a little tired early in the morning, leaning against the wall and sighing:

"They are also Sarkaz sisters, why is this...but they seem very happy."

W has also changed a lot... The mud rock is a bit emotional.

Her time in the integration movement was short, and she had only been involved with Patriots teams, and only once with W.

So they never communicated at all, and Muyan didn't recognize her at first.

But now that Muyan recalled it, there was indeed such a cute Sarkaz girl at that time.

Although Sarkaz women can also serve as mercenaries, few of them can dress themselves up like W.

She seems to be obsessed with her own beauty. The combination of pantyhose + short skirt that is very fashionable in the big city has been maintained until now, and it is always clean.

But different from this cute outfit, the W in Muyan's impression is very dangerous, so she has no intention of communicating at all.

But now, although W still loves to laugh as much as at that time, the meaning of the smile is quite different.

Mu Yan could no longer feel her murderous intent, but could feel kindness when she bullied him. She was just a playful girl.

Muyan: "What is the reason for this change... The ability to transform the Sarkaz mercenaries into such a state is indeed the work of that Holy Son——噫嘿嘿嘿嘿!?"

Mudstone was just halfway talking to himself when he almost collided with Portofino.

Portofino, who came out of the kitchen with bowls and chopsticks, did not even make any footsteps as usual, and the mudstone was so frightened that it faded.

Portofino rolled his eyes, the slender and sharp corners of his eyes, and glanced at the Sarkaz woman.

Then she raised her chin, gestured to the mudstone for the kitchen, and got back to work.

Mudstone, whose heart was about to jump out of his throat, shrank his shoulders timidly, and did not breathe a sigh of relief until he could no longer see Portofino's halo.

Although Mu Yan had accepted the fact of being in the same room with the Sakota people psychologically, his physical reaction was still helpless.

And if you think about it carefully, you are not only with the Sakota people, but also the holy son of Sakota!

Recalling this fact, Muyan's knees began to tremble, and he was about to come out.