Rebirth-First Class Magician

Asa's expression did not fluctuate so much. After turning off the flashlight, she stared at the two calmly and directly.

Lyle stared at the erect pupil that was no longer obvious, and murmured, "No, wouldn't it?"

"Actually, if it's just to enhance your vision, I won't come to bother you." Asa lowered her head and turned the small flashlight in her hand.

Seaman was silent for a moment, and slowly asked, "What happened?"

"..."

Asa bowed her head and did not speak, Mosuo held a flashlight with one hand.

Just as Lyle was about to walk over, he suddenly looked up, throwing his wrists quickly and throwing them out.

——Oh!

The small flashlight shot in the volley, scrubbing the air and rushing to his face.

The frictional sound of the flashlight cutting through the air was abrupt in the quiet room.

Asa ’s vertical pupils flickered, and the golden broken mansions spread throughout the pupil.

The flashlight rushing towards Lyle's head suddenly stopped, like it was pinched in the air by a fast hand ...

Seeman looked at the flashlight banned in the void, his pupils flinched, "Block!"

Asa stood up from the sofa and walked in front of the stunned Lyle. "Are you blocked?" Reaching for the flashlight, she took a deep look at Lyle, "Do you know that?"

Lyle froze stiffly, and nodded slowly until the flashlight near the bridge of the nose was removed, "Know, know."

Asa took a step back, staring at the two men tightly and asking, "Can you speak and listen?"

Seaman's expression returned to calm, and he adjusted his sitting position on the sofa. "Mr. Asa could share with us, how did you discover this ability?"

"I lost the feeding bottle when I made milk powder for Gal." Asa put the sofa cushion behind her back and smiled slightly. "Actually I was startled."

"Oh my **** of darkness, why do you have evil eyes, Lord?" Lyle gritted his teeth and sat down on the sofa with a shake after half a while. "Master, why do you have evil eyes?"

Asa froze and asked, "Evil Eye? Is it strange to have it?"

Lyle was about to explain, but Seaman was the first to say, "Evil Eyes is famous, more famous than his owner."

"Its ability is to block," Lyle murmured. "It was famous for a battle, and after that battle, the archangel, who was very simple, became famous."

Asa frowned reflexively after hearing the word "Angel". He remembered the two dreams he had dreamed, strange and inexplicable dreams.

Himan glanced deeply at Asa, his eyes flickered. If the other person was really the exiled one, it would not be strange to have evil eyes.

"In the battlefield where the full moon rose, all races had red eyes. It was the evil eyes that allowed the smoke of war to disappear on that land." Seaman lowered his voice. "After that, almost all races knew the evil eyes."

Lyle suddenly sat upright and said excitedly, "Oh, I remember, there is a copy of" The Battle of the Blood Race "in Seaman's bookcase to evaluate evil eyes." Lyle flushed cheeks in excitement. With the eyes, war will not happen. Haha— "

Asa looked expressionlessly at Lyle, laughing half a moment later and stood up with a flashlight. "Gall is still waiting for me in the room. I'll go back first."

With a smirk, Lyle asked suddenly, "Sir, aren't you surprised at all? This is the evil eye, which can block the evil eye of creatures!"

Asara opened the door, glanced back at Lyle, and sneered, "I am glaring at you, are you dead? This is just ordinary fixation, not evil eyes."

--Snapped.

After speaking, he closed the door without going back, leaving the room facing each other.

Lyle stunned and touched himself dumbfounded, "Well? It seems to move, isn't it really evil eyes?"

Himan looked at him with a smile, and stretched out his hands to hold the other's breast ring elegantly, and hugged outwards, "It's evil eyes." It just hasn't completely erupted yet.

"Well, let go." Lyle moved a little uncomfortably. "You mean, my lord is--"

"Well, that gem is enough to prove it." Seaman's eyes darkened, staring at Lyle's trembling body, and throwing the other side to bed with one hand-

"Click, click, click—"

The room was quiet and there was only the mechanical sound of wall clock hands moving around.

The abruptness in the quilt on the bed squirmed slowly, the blond hair exposed outside the quilt was scattered loosely, and there was also a handful of silver curly hair that was half short and not short, which was very striking.

"Well."

The knock on the door broke the silence in the room, and the person on the bed wriggled a few times to the side, and did not get up.

A small head was dug out of the quilt, and a hint of dissatisfaction flashed on the immature face. After a while, he buried his head in the quilt.

...

Alan stood at the door and waited for a while, then raised his hand and knocked, "Asa, I heard Tony say you are back."

"..."

"Alan, it seems that the little guy is still sleeping." The man standing next to Alan said with a chuckle, "It's half past ten, you can't do this." He gently stretched his fingers out, madly Ring the doorbell.

Alan frowned, taking a step back. "Steve, this is too loud."

The man with purple hair turned his head, kept his fingers, "Knock the door like you, the people inside will never—"

"Click."

Before Steven had finished speaking, the door lock was unscrewed from the inside.

Ringing the doorbell's hand, Steven glanced back at Ellen with a triumphant glance. "Look, I'll say-oh god, who is this beauty?"

Steven took a step back, staring blankly at the man standing in the room.

The man in the room wore only a bathrobe, with long straight legs. In the air, Steven's eyes looked like an X-ray, and he looked up and down at the exposed part of the other side.

Asa stood straight at the door, staring blankly at Alan. "What's the matter?" He was indifferent to, or ignored, the other person's eyes.

Alan had a poker face and said flatly, "What's wrong with your neck?" He didn't mention his intention.

Asa froze, took a step back and looked back at the fitting mirror. Two large red marks appeared abrupt on the white skin.

"..." Asa turned his head strangely and glanced at the child sitting on the bed.

Since the last time his breast was bitten, he will feed Gal before going to bed, but his body still has strange marks recently.

What makes him even more surprised is that even between the stocks today, it hurts a lot.

"Nothing, it was bitten by a mosquito," Asa explained, squinting slightly. "Is there anything wrong?"

"Don't you really need to change a room? This room seems dangerous ..." Alan blinked, pointing at the enchanting man around him, "Steven, the graphic designer the company assigned to you , And two other assistants, to pack up and not come. "

"Oh God, are you Asa?" The man named Steven trembled, his face leaping with excitement, "Oh this skin, this eye contour, this figure, I really come to Las Vegas You're right. "

Ellen put his glasses on, and said rudely, "In fact, you complained to me on the plane for more than half an hour. You said that Hollywood has more beauties."

"..." Steven turned back with a smile and asked, "Are you there?"

"Did you come to me for this?" Asa was not interested in their conversation, and now he needs to talk to his adopted son.

"Of course not, you still have a few minutes," Allen looked at his watch. "Steve has made a series of rectification plans for you on your way."

Asa raised her chin slightly, and looked down at the sulking man, "Is it?"

Steven was stunned by Asa's eyes, "Oh my god, your eyes make me want to worship, please accept my knees."

The answer to him was the closing sound of "哐 啷".

"..." Steven looked back resentfully, looking at Allen in a quiver, and asked resentfully, "That's why you asked me to see his photos in advance?"

Allen looked back coldly.

Steven gritted his teeth. "You're ruthless!"

Yasha in the room sat naked on the sofa with two long legs wide open, looking down seriously.

The entire circle of the legs was red, and even the stump and the double **** were abnormally red. It feels weird when the legs are close together, and it doesn't hurt, it's like a whole skin has been roughly rubbed off a layer of skin.

"Dad?" Gal sat on the bed staring, "Dad, are you watching the birds?"

"..." Asa froze, closing her legs in a hurry, "clothing." Lifting his trousers with a pale face, pretending to wear them.

A smile flashed on Gal's face. "Dad, you're not wearing any pants."

Asa froze, and silently dropped her trouser legs, "Are you hungry?"

Thinking of the red mark on his neck, Asa's eyes drew, "Are you easily hungry? I find that you have grown fast recently."

"Um." Gal looked a bit grieved, "I dreamed I was looking for food every night."

Asa raised an eyebrow. "Did you grow too fast and you can't drink enough milk?"

It seems that children of this size are weaned, but how old is Gal?

"Asa, you still have ten minutes." Alan's cold voice came from the door. "Your road plan and revenue share have come out. We are very tight."

"Oh, don't be so fierce to my male god." Steven reminded softly.

Asa put on her pants expressionlessly, and quickly solved the washing problem.

"Let Uncle Himan take care of you today." Asa opened the door with Gar, "I will let him buy you new feed."

Gall looked up and asked puzzledly, "Dad, what is feed?"

Asa knocked on the door, thinking about how to explain the feed problem, Alan behind him said ruefully, "Feed? It's for pets."

Asa smiled on his face, and Lyle in the room murmured softly, "Hiemann, just ..."

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