Friday night, Longhu Community.

After working overtime, Qin Ren rubbed his tired eyes with one hand, moved the ball in his arms with the other, and lay down on the sofa.

There is no on-demand video on the TV, but all major live broadcast channels are shown.

In fact, there is nothing interesting about satellite TV channels, and the content is not as exciting and targeted as on-demand. But since it is called TV, Qin Ren still likes to click on it and watch it live like he did when he was a child, watching whatever comes his way.

It doesn't matter what you look at, what matters is the feeling.

"round and round."

"Meow?"

"Are you fat? Come and let me see if your butt is fat."

"Meow~"

The little furball pouted shyly. Her breed has always been unknown, so some of her characteristics have always been different from ordinary cats.

For example, the buttocks are always clean, and the smell of the cat litter box is always much lighter than that of ordinary cats, and even has a musk smell. Qin Ren even imagined more than once, whether the cat poop coffee made by Tuantuan would be good. Is it also more fragrant than ordinary cat products?

"Sure enough, I'm fat, tsk tsk, the little naughty boy can compete with Sister Yun."

"Meow…"

"No, no, I don't dislike it. It's good to be fatter here."

"Guji~"

Qin Ren was teasing, and a certain slime wanted to join in. A string of bubbles bubbled out of the bathtub on the coffee table, and a peach shape appeared on the surface of the gelatin.

"Honey, you can't do that."

"Gu?"

Qin Ren poked the water surface:

"You are still young, don't make such unhealthy jokes."

…

Being able to relax and play with cats and slimes after hard overtime work was a luxury life that Qin Ren could not imagine before, but it is different now.

There is a wise snake in the family. Qin Ren can have hot meals when he gets home before 10 o'clock. He doesn't even have to wash the dishes after the meal. Every Monday and Tuesday, Yu Yourong will wash the dishes with Luo Yao. Every Wednesday and Thursday, Yu Yourong will wash the dishes together. I will wash it with Master.

And like today, there is a clanging sound in the kitchen. It is my sister Gu Qing who came home on Friday and is washing dishes with Yu Yourong.

The two girls didn't talk much, but occasionally they still heard whispers. Qin Ren got up and walked over, smiling and sticking his head in through the crack in the door. The two girls gave him a look of anger at the same time, letting Qin Ren. Ren Da was puzzled:

"I came to visit the class out of kindness, what do you mean by the look in your eyes?"

"Means nothing."

Gu Qing rubbed the plate and hummed:

"I just happened to be talking about how hateful you are."

"Sister Qing told you everything about taking off girls' suspenders when you were studying..."

Yu Yourong felt embarrassed to say it and gave him another light look:

"...Brother, it turns out you have always been such a pervert..."

"Rumor! If you don't listen to her, this guy is cutting everything off. The girl at the desk in front of me was too annoying. She always leaned on my desk when shaking her legs in class, so I took revenge."

"Haha, it's not your fault first... Hey~ What are you doing? Let go..."

Qin Ren put his arm around Gu Qing's soft waist from behind, and rested his chin on her small shoulder to prevent his sister from continuing to reveal the news:

"Shhhhhhhhhh, sister, hurry up and wash up. I'll watch you wash it."

"..."

Although my sister usually didn't mind, there were still outsiders here at this moment. Seeing that Yu Yourong had turned his head deliberately, he couldn't help but feel shy. He hummed softly and patted his brother with the loofah pulp in his hand.

The big hands covering the waist:

"Wash your ass, I'm going to the bathroom, let go."

"All right."

Qin Ren let go, and when his sister went out, he turned around and caught Yu Yourong's astonished face peeking out, as well as the faint resentment in her eyes.

"Ahem, Yourong..."

"..."

Yu Yourong blinked his eyes, turned away hurriedly and continued washing the dishes.

Qin Ren went over and repeated his old trick, pressing his body against her warm and soft back, and the palms that hugged her waist thoughtfully avoided her inverse scales.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Qin Ren also placed his chin on classmate Yu Yourong's shoulder and watched her wash:

"Give you a hug too."

"I...I didn't want to..."

How did her brother figure out her little thoughts? Yu Yourong blushed and wondered.

"You have to give it even if you don't want it. It's the same for both sisters. I'm not partial."

It is not easy to achieve peace, and it is even more difficult to maintain peace. Qin Ren has gradually begun to consciously learn the art of balance, whether at home or in the company.

There is no way, a man who is both a younger brother and an older brother will always have more difficulties than ordinary men. In the future, he must pay more attention to such details.

———————

When his sister came back, Qin Ren had already slipped back to the living room, lay down on the sofa, and continued to play with the TV and his mobile phone.

In the living room, Master Yu is indulging in games. Luo Yao is standing behind him, holding the back of the chair with one hand and eating an egg roll with the other. Sometimes he is looking at the computer, sometimes at Yu Ling'er, just like in an Internet cafe who has no money to surf the Internet and has to watch.

Elementary school students playing games with adults.

But in fact, Pixiu was not very interested in League of Legends. He just looked thoughtful towards Yu Ling'er, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Luoyao, do you want to play?" Yu Ling'er turned around and gently tested his former mount.

Luo Yao shook his head, Yu Ling'er smiled slightly and said nothing.

To be fair, although Yu Ling'er smells more like a newlywed than the mature wife next door, the feeling of a pounding heart when she smiles is no less than that of a married woman.

But once she enters the game state, her charm will be compromised due to various stupid operations.

She usually plays one match for five games now. Qin Ren has turned off the chat and told Yu Ling'er not to open it on the grounds that "the chat box will increase CPU power consumption and cause the computer to explode."

She never saw her teammates praise her.

"what is this."

Luo Yao watched her play for a while and pointed to the "Mejia's Soul Stealing Scroll" in the equipment column. It looked layered and felt delicious.

"This is a murder book."

Yu Ling'er couldn't do two things at once. After muttering an answer, she continued to fight. Luo Yao turned around and climbed over the sofa and into the arms of a certain social animal:

"Qin Ren, Qin Ren, I want to eat shrimp cakes."

"Idiot, she's talking about a book about killing people. Come on, read it with me. A book about killing people."

"Shrimp~Ren~Crisp~"

"..."

This time it was obviously intentional. The little girl was babbling and giggling mischievously. She rubbed herself comfortably in Qin Ren's arms for a while before she calmed down and started fighting against the landlord.

"By the way, Master Yu."

Qin Ren did not forget to remind Yu Ling'er behind him:

"The hero you are playing now is called Dao Mei, and the murder book is useless."

"ah?"

Yu Ling'er had missed it before, but now she noticed that the book of murder increased magic damage. Every time you kill a person or assist, the magic power will be increased, and it will be reduced when you die.

"Then why is there no killing sword?"

Yu Ling'er felt it was unfair. The sword was so good. It was handsome and easy to use. When he used to kill the demons outside the realm in anger in the Ten Thousand Demons Continent, Yu Ling'er basically used one sword at a time.

"Actually, it existed a long time ago, but because a player named [Vincent] used it too powerfully, the killing sword was deleted."

"Is it so powerful?"

In fact, this should be regarded as a rumor, but people are talking about the more legendary stories. Yu Ling'er's eyes sparkled when he heard it, and he immediately opened the website to search.

"what do you say that is?"

"Vincent."

"Wo Enwen, Si Ensen..."

Yu Linger was still typing without breaking away from the one-finger meditation. She pressed the three words WST on the keyboard repeatedly, and pressed Enter without seeing clearly. As a result, she found that she had typed the three words [Vincent] as [Tattoo Sticker].
To be continued...