[MTL] (BL) Why Is It Possible For This Type Of A To Also Have An O?

Chapter 43: "Not a dream."

The screen of the mobile phone shows 1:37:26, counting down, 25, 24, 23, 22...

Bai Tang sat across from him in a daze, he didn't know why things suddenly developed like this.

The new housekeeping aunt said happily: "What about work?"

Bai Tang smiled awkwardly.

"What do you want for lunch?" said the housekeeping aunt, "I'll make it."

Jiang Yunshu didn't even bother to answer, he didn't even plan to raise his head. As long as he calmed down and focused to a certain extent, it would be difficult to be disturbed.

Seeing this, White Sugar had no choice but to answer: "It's okay, auntie, you can do it as you please, you're not picky eaters."

With the passage of time, the sugar gradually became sleepy, the head was a little bit, the eyelids slowly closed and suddenly opened, when I saw the face of the alpha in front of me, I was shocked, and the muscles for a long time The memory made him curl up in the chair reflexively.

The reaction was so big that Jiang Yunshu was shocked, "What's wrong?"

Oh Baitang blinked and realized that Jiang Yunsu's body had been replaced, this was not Jiang Yunsu.

He asked tentatively, "Jiang Yunshu?"

"Well," Jiang Yunshu said, "it's me."

Sugar sighed in relief, stretched her body and sat back to her original position, trying to keep herself from falling asleep. Although she has accepted the fact that soul crossing is so mysterious, the fear engraved in her bones is He couldn't easily disappear all of a sudden, and he didn't dare to fall asleep defenselessly beside the alpha.

Two hours passed, the alarm clock rang, Jiang Yunshu consciously handed over the paper, "Here is the answer, you can change it accordingly."

White sugar holding a red pen, tick each question, the whole paper is down, the number of ticks accounts for four-fifths, "Almost all right!"

"If you still don't believe it," Jiang Yunshu looked at the direction of the kitchen, "I can show you the basic techniques."

White Sugar actually believed it, but he was a little curious about the basic technology, "Okay, okay."

Five minutes later, he stood in the kitchen, watching Jiang Yunshu take out a surgical kit like a baby, and began to sew pork.

Aunt Housekeeping: "Hey, what are you doing, melon boy! What a waste of food!"

Jiang Yunshu said righteously: "It's clean, it's still edible."

White sugar was arranged to hold the flashlight of the mobile phone aside, Jiang Yunshu did not lift his head, he raised his hand very naturally and skillfully to adjust Baitang's hand until the light source was correctly aligned with the pork on the table, just like during an operation Adjusting the shadowless light on the stage is the same.

Sugar was a little dumbfounded.

Sewn so neatly.

He lowered his eyelashes and muttered in a slightly adoring tone, "The oncologist is amazing."