My Death God Roommate

"Sang Yu, I'm sorry, I..."

Sang Yuwo shook his head in Mu Rong's arms: "Am I too headstrong?"

"how come?"

"Having justice, responsibility and responsibility are clearly your most dazzling strengths, but I am restraining you, just like today you rescued a child in desperation and obtained very precious information."

Mu Rong hugged Sang Yu tightly, but he didn't know how to speak.

The two remained silent for a long time, and Mu Rong asked softly: "Do you regret it?"

"what?"

"be with me."

Sang Yu straightened up fiercely and looked at Mu Rong nervously: "Why do you ask?"

Mu Rong pursed his thin lips: "I just..."

"You regret it?"

"I didn't!" How could I regret it!?She just felt sorry for Sang Yu to be with such a person.

Sang Yu saw the anxiety in Mu Rong's heart, and fiddled with her small ears against her body. Mu Rong's ears were very soft and would tremble with a flick of a finger. Sang Yu hooked the corner of her mouth and murmured: "Rake ear."

Mu Rong understood this Sacheon dialect. Her cheek was stained with blush, and she unnaturally avoided Sangyu's fingers.

Sang Yu looked at Mu Rongying's straight face and said firmly, "I don't regret it, I will never regret it."

Mu Rong's heart was hot, and he couldn't help turning his head, the next second there was a warm touch on his lips.

Sang Yu bullied herself up, and straddled Mu Rong's lap to put her arms around her neck. Mu Rong was afraid that Sang Yu fell off the bed and also wrapped her waist. It was a long time since they had been so close.

After a few rounds, both of them ignited a desire, but Mu Rong was worried that Sang Yu's family would suddenly come to her, so he blushed and pushed Sang Yu.

Sang Yu's eyes flashed with moving waves, and her cheeks showed pink: "What's the matter?"

"Me, my arm still hurts."

Sang Yu chuckles, judo: "It doesn't matter, you just lie down."

...

The theory is always good, but the reality is: how can you lie down in the deepest love?Mu Rong was painful and happy that night.

Sang Yu was awakened by the biological clock in the early morning of the next day, and the whole night's joy dispelled the anxiety in her heart.

Her face was contented, stretched lazily like a full-sleep cat.

The place where I touched my side was empty, so I opened my eyes and looked around.

Seeing Mu Rong standing in front of the mirror in his underwear, Sang Yu's heart was stirred by the slender white thighs and soft-lined back, so he quietly got up and tiptoed to the back of Mu Rong, wrapped her waist, and placed it on Mu Rong's shoulder He took a bite gently: "Good morning~."

Mu Rong snorted dully, and Sang Yu turned the person around and blinked innocently: "Who made our family Rong Rong unhappy early in the morning."

Mu Rong's face blushed when he heard this address, which is called only when he is happy, "Look!"

Sang Yu bloomed with a big smile, and there were a series of traces of love on Mu Rong's neck, from her handwriting.

Sang Yu helped the traces: "It's so pretty~"

Mu Rong took a bite on Sang Yu's neck angrily. As soon as he put it on, he heard the exaggerated begging of the other party and became soft, but he didn't even leave a tooth mark.

"I plant all the places where others can't see, how come you plant them all here!"

"Sworn sovereignty~ Otherwise, someone always wants to take my girlfriend to double repair."

Mu Rong felt guilty for a while, and his momentum was weak: "What should I do if I see your uncle and aunt for a while?"

Sang Yu took Mu Rong back to the bed and kissed her lips, "Don't be angry~, I will pay attention next time."

Mu Rong glared at Sang Yu, who smiled and said, "Go to the bath first, I have a way."

...

The butler robot made breakfast and notified everyone to come to the restaurant. Mu Rong and Sang Yu were late, and Sang Yu walked in front with a sweet smile on his face.

Mu Rong followed behind without saying a word. Sang Tong’s parents hadn’t seen Sang Yu smile so happily for many years. They couldn’t help but glanced a few more and then laughed with relief. Sang Tong’s father asked curiously. : "Is there something happy Yuwaer?"

"Well, I had a good night's sleep and a good dream."

"That's good, sit down and eat."

"Puff!" Sang Tong grabbed the tissue and gagged his mouth, smiling brightly.

Mother Sang groaned when she saw her daughter's exaggerated behavior: "Look at you, it's still like this in your twenties, be careful you won't find her husband's house!"

Mu Rong's head pressure was lower.

Sang Tong cleared his throat and sat upright, clear.

Wang Hao glanced at Mu Rong, then followed with a chuckle and understood.

Sang Tong's mother looked at Mu Rong and asked in surprise: "Oh, what's wrong with your neck, Xiao Mu?"

He pointed to the whole piece of funny rheumatism plaster on Mu Rong's neck.

That's right, this is what Sang Yu said is a good way. The hickey is indeed blocked, but does anyone put rheumatism ointment on the neck?!

"It's okay, auntie, maybe the air conditioner is turned on too much, and it's a bit windy. It feels much better to put a sticker on it."

"You can't do this, rheumatism ointment can't be applied indiscriminately. If you feel that your neck is hard, Auntie will cup you cupping later, that will work best."

"No auntie, I feel better."

Sang Tong was watching the play with a slice of bread in his mouth, and when Sang Yu asked for help, he said, "Mom, you can't cure her disease. You can let her stick to it and wait for it to take it down."

Sang Tong's mother nodded when she remembered that her daughter had said that Mu Rong was special.

Halfway through the meal, a housekeeper robot came to the restaurant with a blue light projector.

"what happened?"

"There is a video call request, do you accept it?"

"Yes."

The butler robot puts the projector on the dining table, and a blue light is projected on the opposite wall.

With a "click", Sang Tong's father's chopsticks fell to the ground. Seeing the people on the wall, everyone stood up in unison.

"……Prime Minister?!"

Prime Minister Zhang showed a cordial smile and waved his hands: "Sit down, everyone."

"Yes"

Sang Tong's parents didn't dare to breathe in shock. The person who had always been able to know everything that could only be seen on the news network was actually talking to them.

"Sangtong, the organization has received the letter you sent, and the content of the letter has attracted the attention of the central government. A special team has been sent to intervene in the investigation. The country will not disappoint any unsung hero who is struggling on the front line."

Sang Tong's eyes became hot, and he stood up again and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Prime Minister."

Prime Minister Zhang smiled and motioned Sang Tong to sit down, and continued: "Considering your current situation and mental state, I personally assure you, and my secretary will explain other situations to you later."

"Yes."

As soon as the picture turned, a middle-aged man with gold rim glasses appeared on the wall.

When everyone in the restaurant was excited, they let out a sigh of relief.

The man pushed his glasses: "The next thing to say is high-level secrets. Everyone present needs to sign a confidentiality agreement."

With a beep, the projector shot out a few more blue lights, and a projection of the confidentiality agreement appeared in front of everyone.

"Please read it, and scan your fingerprints at the relevant location after confirming that it is correct. If you have any unclear terms, you can ask me."

Sang Tong and Wang Hao were familiar with the road and scanned their fingerprints after scanning them.

"Mom and Dad, this is just a routine confidentiality agreement. We have to sign it every time we go on a major mission. We will not let you do anything. We have the right to know and we must abide by the secrets."

"Oh, just stick your fingers in this frame, right?"

"Yes."

Several people signed the non-disclosure agreement, and the Blu-ray projector sent the scan back.

On the other side of the screen, an assistant immediately handed the scanned copy to the secretary-general, and the other party confirmed that it was correct and nodded.

"Sang Tong, the information you provided is very valuable. The relevant leaders attach great importance to the task force's arrival at the Special Events Management Bureau yesterday and conducted a preliminary inquiry with Director Niu Ziru. The task force will continue to investigate and collect evidence. I believe it will soon be possible. I will give you a satisfactory answer."

"Thank you Secretary General."

"In addition, I want to convey to you the latest organizational decision."

"Yes."

"Eight years ago, traces of zombies were found in the Southwest region, and experts and consultants carefully decided to seal the area after research to extend the time for the formation of non-bone. The expert team has been actively researching super reagents that can destroy non-bone. Initial results have been achieved not long ago, and the development will be successful within five years."

The secretary-general took a look at Mu Rong and continued: "Considering your achievements over the years, the organization decided not to hold you accountable for leaking internal secrets without authorization, but this time it will not be an example."

"Thank you Secretary General!"

Sang Tong's parents looked at their daughter worriedly: No wonder the child hasn't returned home for eight years. It turns out that he will be held accountable for leaks!

"When dealing with the Northeast Massacre Incident, Director Niu Ziru submitted an application to appoint you as the Deputy Director of the Special Event Processing Bureau. After organizational research and decision, he agreed to Director Niu Ziru's application. From now on, you are a special event. Deputy Director of the Processing Bureau."

Sang Tong looked at the Secretary-General in astonishment, the other party smiled faintly, and continued: "Congratulations, Director Sang."

"……Thank you."

"Director Niu is currently under investigation in other places. During his absence, the central government will appoint you as the acting director to manage the special incident handling bureau."

"Yes."

"This is Murong, right?"

"I'm."

"Deputy Director Sang highly affirmed your character and ability in the letter, and recommended you to join the Special Incidents Bureau."

"What? I..."

Mu Rong looked at Sang Tong in astonishment. The latter's eyes rounded, and Sang Yu squeezed Mu Rong's hand under the table.

"Considering your personal abilities and the special contribution you made to the country in your previous mission, the organization decided to appoint you as the head of the Supernatural Event Processing Division to replace Sang Tong's previous position. Congratulations, Chief Mu."

The author has something to say: Hehehe, hehe.