The man who got into the cute daily show

"The sound is too low to hear."

"Listen clearly!!"

"Still can't hear you!"

"Listen clearly!!!—Brother!!!"

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"Hahaha, okay, I look forward to your performance and growth."

"I will never let my brother down!"

At the moment when Yan Baying's bold laughter sounded, all of a sudden, Xiaoyi's blood surged, and the extremely happy Xiaoyi was also infected by that kindness and tenderness, and she rushed straight into Yan Baying's arms, childish. The young arms hugged Yan Baying's waist tightly, and the whole body was stuck to it so tightly.

"I have always been alone at home, and I have never known what it is like to have a brother. Today I finally know, thank you brother, thank you very much!"

Xiaoyi's hug.

It instantly stunned all the other girls present.

"..." Xiaohua was dumbfounded on the spot.

"Yeah, yay, classmate Xiao Yi was unexpected, so bold." Nai Ai sighed and watched the excitement.

"Xiao Yijiang..." Xia Yin didn't know what to do for a while, she was both happy and sad.

"Children are so nice!!!" Teacher Sato was envious.

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After making a fuss, Yan Baying basically answered all kinds of weird questions from the children around him.

For example, [Bottle] likes to do things.

What brand of soap do you like to use in the shower?

Do you pick your toenails while eating potato chips?

Will artificial respiration be used for drowning?

Such messy questions.

And just before the end, Nai Ai stared at Yan Baying's strong and muscular body for a long time, and suddenly thought, "Brother Baying, can I touch your body?"

"Yes, yes."

Although Yan Baying was surprised by the sudden request, he didn't expect too much.

As everyone knows...

The rest of the girls, including Xiao Hua, saw that Nai Ai was really touching Yan Baying's muscles, chest, and waist unscrupulously in broad daylight. place after.

Everyone actually wanted to touch it while clamoring.

"!?"

As a result, Yan Baying, who was in the middle of the crowd, was completely submerged in the crowd of girls, and even Teacher Sato rushed in to take advantage of the chaos and want to get involved.

"I, I, I, I want it too! Let me touch it too!"

"Hey, Sato-sensei, where are you touching?"

"Ah, Mr. Yataka, this is force majeure!!!—Please forgive me, ah heh heh."

(More)

Want to touch more!

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At sunset, on the way to send Xiaohua back, when Xiaohua asked why Yan Baying [Bottle] was indifferent to ordinary people, even indifferent, but she was always invisible when facing people of her age. There is a kindness and considerateness in it.

"Is it because my brother likes little girls? Is my brother (Luo) Likong?"

"No."

answered without hesitation

It's a pity that Xiaohua was looking forward to it at the time.

what.

What a disappointment.

The Cthulhu and the Girl with the Second Sickness of the Kitchen and Yan Baying: Chapter 380 Seventh, the former Yan Baying will also be helpless (4000 two hundred words)

It is not without reason that Yan Baying treats the children gently.

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【Past】

It was a village that was in the midst of war. Blazing fires were burning everywhere. Dead bodies and blood could be seen everywhere. Abandoned swords and shields were scattered everywhere. The surrounding area seemed to be nothing but the fire that was emitted from the broken houses when the fire continued to burn. There was no other sound except the crackling and crackling.

However, if you listen carefully.

Maybe you can also hear a faint cry of a girl, the hoarse voice seems to be hoarse, and it is almost at the limit.

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It was a little girl who was only seven years old. She was sitting slumped on the blood-soaked ground, and the sound of sobbing seemed to come from her mouth. Is a 12-year-old boy.

A sharp spear pierced the boy's entire chest. Blood was trickling down the spear, dripping onto the muddy ground and onto the girl's short skirt.

The boy is still alive.

But his face was haggard, and he coughed twice from time to time. Every time he moved his body a little, a severe suffocation and pain would be felt instantly, causing blood to overflow from the boy's mouth.

The girl in front of her desperately suppressed her tears and shook her head, hoping that he would stop moving.

Don't move any further.

Blood, a lot of blood.

Although the girl was in a state of embarrassment, she was not injured, but her heart was also suffering unimaginable pain.

It's like seeing a girl's heart-piercing.

The boy resisted and pulled out a smile.

I want to raise my hand and touch the other person's face.

She lifted it halfway but fell down again feebly. The girl saw it, and quickly took the other's hand and pressed it against her face desperately.

Tears dripped down the boy's hands.

He tried hard to move his thumb, trying to wipe away the tears from the corners of the other party's eyes, and the voice of enduring pain finally sounded again, "Don't cry, Aisha, otherwise... such a cute face..., it would be such a pity. "

The girl knows that she can't do anything at the moment.

She could only watch helplessly as everything happened in front of her.

Everything.

Seems like a foregone conclusion.

"No! No, no, no, you won't die. It's all my fault. I'm sorry, brother."

The girl apologized desperately.

The boy forced a smile desperately.

"It's not your fault, it's not..., your fault..., ahem! Ahem!"

More blood was coughed up.

The girl was so frightened that she hurriedly told him to stop talking, there would be a way, there must be a way.

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During the war, in order to protect his young sister, his elder brother used his body to block the spear that was thrown by the other party. Even if his body was completely pierced by the spear in an instant, and fear and pain came like a tide, he still exhausted his strength. With all the strength in his body, he protected his seven-year-old sister in his arms.

He succeeded.

The village was completely ransacked, and the culprits left the place, which had lost its value, without a trace.

Looking at the chest that was pierced by himself, the boy felt a little dazed. Fortunately... the thing he wanted to protect was successfully protected, even at the cost of his life.

It's just that when life is really coming to an end, I thought I could welcome death with the most calm and calm attitude.

but……

But it was at this moment, looking at his sister who was so grief-stricken for himself, that his voice was almost hoarse from crying, the boy finally couldn't bear the fear and fear in his heart anymore. A strong older brother will always be the role model and back mountain for his younger sister.

At this moment, he finally broke down in tears.

The body is gradually losing strength.

What the eyes can see is becoming more and more blurred, and even the cutest face of my sister in front of me is becoming more and more overlapping.

He doesn't want to die!

Uwahhhhhhhh, really, really really don't want to die.

He can't die.

If he dies, who will take care of my younger sister in the future?

What if someone bullied her.

What to do if you are hungry.

What to do in winter.

Don't worry, really worry.

sorry……

I'm sorry, Elsa.

My brother clearly swore that he would take good care of you forever, watch you grow up, watch you get married, watch you be happy, and always be by your side to protect you.

but--

Brother can only accompany you here, brother tried his best, brother..., I almost can't see you.

You are only seven years old.

In the future, you will meet people who love you like your brother, who will protect you like your brother, and people who will never leave you like your brother. Mom and Dad are gone, and now..., even my brother is leaving .

You, you have to live well.

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The boy's consciousness became more and more blurred. He tried hard not to close his eyes, but he still persisted, wanting to look at his sister until the last second.

At this moment, the younger sister in front of him suddenly raised her head and looked behind him.

a man.

A strange man who had never seen before, as if he had discovered this place, quickly came in front of the two of them and knelt down on one knee.

"Please, save my brother! Please, my brother has lost a lot of blood, he is very weak, he is dying!"

boy saw.

The younger sister knelt beside the man, clutching his sleeves with both hands, begging desperately.

And the spear on his chest, the blood dripping from it, was about to run dry.

Ah, so tired.

The pain and fear suddenly began to disappear quickly, replaced by a deep sense of exhaustion.

Vision started to blur again.

The boy tried hard to see the face of the man in front of him, but he could only see a blurred outline. He couldn't see any more clearly. Soon he heard the man's voice. He was apologizing, facing My sister apologized.