Kugasius

By Shen Jieluo Situ Ye Shen × Fentelli Today is a rare rest day. For the headquarters work schedule that is not 996 but better than 627, Fentelli has been speechless for a long time. This kind of time is really precious. "Welcome to listen to the "Sound of the Atmosphere" program. Now I will give you today's weather forecast. The sky is cloudless today..." A vibrant female voice came from the radio on the dining table. When did Fentelly develop the habit of listening to the radio...? It was probably the few things he could stick to that were left to him from his early days in the dormitory. After all, when he was still writing ink in the bathroom, seven or eight times out of ten, there would be such a sound outside the door. It was supposed to be a day of relaxation, but Fentelly felt a little empty in his heart. Over the years, he had spent too much energy on leaving the organization and establishing himself step by step in the special department of the Kingdom of Korg. Now it seems that I can suddenly stop, only to realize that I have no interest in life at all. He has become an uncle both physically and mentally, Fintell complained in his heart. Looking at the various wines in the refrigerator, I finally closed the cabinet door. Do you want to go out and take a look?        ，，， Just go alone. Besides, today is not the right time to go to that place. Besides, he shouldn't keep that place.        ， "... I wish you a nice day today." After the broadcast, Fentelly grabbed the coat on the sofa, put the slippers next to the other pair, and turned around and walked out the door.  …  As if going on a date, Fentelly carefully selected at the flower shop at the door. Unfortunately, most of the flowers are yellow and white, which makes people feel boring. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of an orange-red slant beside the counter. Fentelly skillfully rubbed shoulders with the saleswoman, and finally got the only bunch of wintersweet that belonged to the boss. I was in a good mood and hurried along while humming, and I reached my destination in a short while. Sure enough, no matter how good the weather is, the air here is always quiet. Putting the unpackaged wintersweet in his hand next to the stone tablet, Fentelli had a smile on his lips. This monument is very strange. There is no person who erected the monument, and there is no honorific title for the owner. Just a few big characters were engraved in the middle to explain the name of this person. At the end, there was a line of small characters on the lower left. This is only a tomb. Please contact the Situ family to express condolences. It seemed solemn and perfunctory. After staring at the stone tablet for a while, Fentelli took out a handkerchief and began to wipe the surface of the tablet, and said: "Xiaoye Shen, are you surprised?" "Over there at your home, ah no, the Situ family is really boring all the time. I told you it was just a personal relationship, not to investigate them for so and so, but they still only let me go in and look at it once." After wiping the name part of the stone tablet, Fentelli turned his wrist, and the soft and delicate fabric wrapped the tip of his index finger. He traced it carefully in this posture. His fingers moved very slowly, maybe because the dust in the depression of the name needed to be carefully wiped away, or maybe because after so many years, the strokes of the handwriting were familiar yet unfamiliar to him. "So, I set up this place for us to chat." "Although there is nothing bad to admit, I can relax more by facing you. I really feel like I have nothing to say about the work diary of the special department. Apart from other things, who would write a diary for a serious person?" Fentelli twitched the corner of his mouth indifferently. Anyway, he really had nothing to leave behind. "Unexpectedly, it is not easy to settle everything at once, and I don't come here very often." The cemetery itself has dedicated personnel to maintain it, and Fentel only spent some effort to wipe the entire monument. "The headquarters is also indifferent. Seeing that I have become a loner, they don't care about me, give me a welfare increase or something. They even arrange so much work for me, but it also leads to my promotion very quickly." It seems that it has been a long time since I have talked about such a long list of gossips, Fentelli actually feels a little tired. He didn't care what would happen to the windbreaker on which he spent less than half a month's salary. After all, a high-risk worker who had been single for twenty years and only liked to drink a little wine still had some savings. He casually dusted the ground with a handkerchief, leaned against the stone tablet with no unnecessary carvings, and closed his eyes. "At any rate, I bought the place. It shouldn't matter if you lend me a bed for a while, right? Xiao Ye Shen?" I closed my eyes and realized that this place was not quiet. The calls of unknown birds came from the surrounding gardens, and there was a little rustling of the wind through the leaves, which was quite warm. Fentelli's eyelids moved slightly, feeling the wind blowing his bangs slightly to the side, and the morning sun hitting him lazily. Maybe it would be good to just fall asleep like this. Actually Fentelli doesn't like to stay in such a "quiet" place for a long time, but considering that he stays here for a long time late at night, he probably likes it, so he chose such a place. And if he were left in a downtown area late at night, I felt like he might come back and beat himself up. … "Late at night, sometimes I feel really strange. When I met you, I guessed that you would not live long, but in fact, I..." Fentelli opened his mouth slightly, then closed it again. "I always thought that you couldn't die." Thinking of moving out of the heavily guarded dormitory that he was not qualified to live in, and taking with him the daily necessities of another roommate, Fentel felt inexplicably wanting to put his hands in front of his eyes. "Well, no matter you are really dead or where you are, at least I haven't seen you again in these years. I have become a charming uncle. As expected, time makes people grow old..." I don't know what will happen to him when he grows old. "Situ Ye Shen." "Do you know? The time I have lost you has been longer than the time you and I have been together." "It seems that I have never had it. -END- Shen's thoughts: I suddenly came across a text, and I used it to write a short CP. There are many, many fabrications. It seems that the writing is a bit disgusting. The font of the name on the monument is Situ Yeshen's own, and the font on the lower left is Fentelli's. The winter plum blossom I picked was the one I wore before the Kouha Yefen Dance. The other brooch was in the shape of a metal winter plum. It just feels like a perfect fit! As a communicator like Fentelli, writing in words should not be so peaceful, but when I think about the only person I have ever had a heart-to-heart with, he never appears again. He is not someone who breaks social distance easily, so it would be nice to think of him as a middle-aged uncle recalling the past at his brother's grave. (Telling weird things)

"Pure" by Shen Jieluo Situ Yeshen × Fentelli Fentelli feels that Situ Yeshen has been very strange recently, and his life has become a lot more regular. Although his daily routine has always been regular and healthy, and he is not like him who occasionally gets drunk and sleeps until midnight, but it is not like this now. He goes out with the garbage at eight o'clock on time regardless of work and rest days, and returns to the dormitory at nine o'clock in the evening. If nothing else, didn't Shangguan Yuxi even ask to go out late at night? It seems that she has finally reached the end of her suffering and is finally able to turn around. Situ Ye Shen, Situ Ye Shen, when will you notice... Anyway, it doesn't matter if he missed class today. Fentelli decided to show humanistic care to his roommate today, starting with... Following him. In a blink of an eye, Situ Ye Shen finished handling the garbage and walked to the door of the student apartment. Fentelli recalled that the last time he followed Situ Ye Shen was when he was new to Ye Shen, when he was still a dedicated spy. Little Fentelli wanted to find out what the secrets of this legendary "monster" were as soon as possible, so he adopted an aggressive approach. It's a bit funny to think about it. With their current relationship, Fentelly really doesn't know whose spy he is. The whole morning passed like this, and when it was time for dinner, Situ Yechen had no intention of moving away from the table in the library.  Fentelli curled his lips and threw the paper coffee cup in his hand into the trash can, preparing to change from passive to active. There had been no emotional communication with him for a long time, ah, I should say we had lunch with the roommate who was exploring the store together. Fentelli waved his long hand and put his arm around Situ Ye Shen's shoulders. He was wondering why his hand hadn't been slapped away when he heard Ye Shen say: "Let's eat together?" "Ah, I was just about to say this. I recently discovered a new store, which happened to be opened on the site of the store that you thought was unpalatable and closed down. How about giving it a try with your brothers?" This guy is studying combat plans in the library instead of going to the simulation drill room?                               But it seems that when I take on a difficult task late at night, I like to think about an idea by myself, and then simulate and optimize it. Could it be that the idle upper class went to dig the ancient king's tomb again? Ah, Ye Shen should not be so serious when dealing with the ancient king... "Aren't you leading the way?" Being interrupted by Situ Ye Shen's voice, Fentelli shrugged, "I thought Xiao Ye Shen still remembers the location of that store." Arriving at the restaurant leisurely, Fentelli felt in a good mood. He couldn't say anything, and found that walking side by side was very comfortable even without talking. Because facing the bright sunshine, the spies who came out to follow without sunscreen were reluctant to part with the double parasol in Situ Ye Shen's hand, and then "If you be quiet, you can take the umbrella and use it" unfolded. But Fentelli's happiness soon turned into surprise. After entering the restaurant, Situ Yeshen also asked for a menu and ordered a table of dishes very quickly. "It's late at night, aren't you talking about visiting the store?" Fentelli only had time to look through the dishes that Situ Ye Shen had ordered, and was a little speechless. "Well, aren't these all the dishes you want to try, ah... Cream of Mushroom Soup, isn't it." Situ Ye Shen just looked at Fentelli a little helplessly, "When you choose one by one, our lunch today will be postponed for half an hour, and I still have something to do." Situ Ye took a deep sip of the tea in the cup. The fragrance was not enough, and he sighed at this restaurant style that combined domestic and foreign food. He said: "I have ordered the roasted butter crab in the shell. This is the dish you want to try the most. You can take a look at the others while waiting for the dishes. By the way, change the gentleman's tea to mulberry stuffing." Fentelli's favorite part of exploring the store by himself was robbed of his rhythm, but considering that he couldn't have sex for nothing if he didn't follow Situ Ye Shen's will, he had no choice but to flip through the menu one by one. The problem became more serious. These were indeed what he wanted to try after reading the menu. Could it be that Situ Ye Shen was really gay? ! If I had known better, I wouldn't have made so many jokes with him. Thinking of that meaningful smile, Fentelli felt that he could no longer go back to his dormitory. "Hello, the dishes are already served, please take your time." Shaking his head, Fentelli tentatively judged that he paid too much attention to someone today, so he kept getting distracted. "Are you worried?" "No, but I do have something to ask you," Fentelli took a sip of fruit wine and continued, "Have you been assigned a task recently? If it's very difficult, you can tell me. My brothers will help you. If it's too difficult, don't use it. Just tell me where you are so I can go and express my condolences." "Well, it's not a task." "Then you look like a war is coming..." "The war is not coming, it has happened hundreds or thousands of times." Situ Ye Shen reluctantly raised the corners of his mouth in a rare gesture, "But the result will be soon." Ye Shen pushed aside the thick soup that he had eaten less than a third of, wiped the corners of his mouth that had no trace at all, and rinsed his mouth with tea. "Have you tried the shell-roasted butter crab?" "Hmm... It's quite delicious. You can try it late at night." "That's good, after all, I'm in a hurry." The atmosphere took a turn for the worse. Situ Yechen's voice was still as pleasant as ever, but there was no expression on his face. It might be that the seats in the restaurant were not chosen well, and the noon sunshine outside the window was a bit dazzling, Fentelli thought. "Why are you calling me by my full name all of a sudden, Master Situ." I have no appetite at all, so I'd better figure it out quickly. "Actually, there is no need for you to confess, Fenterli, or rather, Fenterli Cambero, because I came here with you today just to make you understand." Bang——, the cup holding the fruit juice was broken. The fragments were thrown at Situ Yechen along with the knives and forks on the table. Fentelly also knew that this was a little trick that was not on the table, but he needed time to calm down. Calmly restrain the murderous intention in your heart. The surrounding area is very quiet. Maybe the waiter didn't dare come to check the situation, but the sun is getting more and more dazzling. I shouldn't come to this restaurant.                                                                                                                                     Naturally, the little trick not been able to delay the night for a few seconds. He quickly closed the distance between him and Fintelli, and the chair that was in the way was thrown aside. However, fentelli's movement seemed a bit clumsy in this space, and he narrowly avoided six or seven moves. Fortunately, it was a close combat rather than a magic contest, otherwise he might not be able to dodge all three moves. Situ Ye Shen conveniently grabbed the knife that had just attacked him, and did not stop attacking Fentelli at all. Only the sound of the knife breaking through the air and the collision of bodies could be heard in the space, and the light and shadow of the table knife were reflected from time to time on the wall. After the stalemate lasted for half a minute, in the middle of the night, he turned his wrist around Fentelli's arm. The knife was obviously not sharp enough, and it could have broken off a piece of Fentelli's bangs. Fentel's expression darkened, and he lifted up the entire tablecloth, and the white silk separated their sight. He also took this opportunity to peek inside the belt on his back waist, and a steel knife as thin as fifteen centimeters appeared in Fentelli's hand. This is a method that he does not use unless necessary. He uses magic to catalyze and strengthen the steel knife on the spot. After breaking through it with one blow, he can control it to cut the wound along the muscle texture. But once you take action, there is no turning back. There was no expected sound of broken dishes in the space. Situ Ye Shen had already controlled these scattered objects with air-holding magic. "Didn't you say you don't need magic?" Fentelli joked, pretending to be relaxed. It seems that today's chance of survival is gone. Fentelli turned around and approached Situ Ye Shen. Before he could fully remember Ye Shen's close combat skills, he was pulled directly into Ye Shen's arms. It was obvious that Fentelli's muscle memory was much stronger than his own now, and the steel knife was inserted into the right place in an instant. Late at night, but very satisfied, he pressed his forehead against Fentelli's, "I told you, there will be results soon." "Actually, I always knew you wanted to kill me." "But I haven't really hurt you before, right." Fentelli wanted to smile and liven up the atmosphere, but the light outside the window hurt his eyes, so he frowned and closed his eyes. "I have been killed by you 1,798 times." The voice was very soft in the middle of the night. "You don't think there is garbage to be thrown away in our dormitory every day, Fentelli?" "Your love and hate are not pure enough, so it makes me... Very difficult to handle." Sandesh Hospital "He should be waking up soon." A familiar male voice echoed. Fentelly felt like every muscle in his body was about to leave home, and tiny numbing pains spread from his fingertips to his nerves. There is a figure in my sight that has the same outline as the one in the middle of the night. Could it be that I was so distraught that I went to see God with him? Ah, no, both of us should be the ones who go to hell. I didn't expect that I could kill Situ Ye Shen, I feel like I can do it for a lifetime... "Fentelli, can you neatly... Open your eyes?" "Situ Ye Shen!" "Well, I'm here." Shen's thoughts are broken down, so that everyone can understand: In fact, two people are thinking After starting the mission, Fentelli fell into a trance and kept repeating the same day (actually it was only from 7 a. M. To 2 noon), but he didn't feel it. He went in to fish for Fentelli late at night. The key to breaking through the situation was that Fentelli had to have pure feelings for the key person and kill that person. It can be either positive or negative. I also tried love late at night, but it didn't go well, so I gave up decisively. Situ Ye Shen tried it many times (Fenterli also fought many times in the confusion and Ye Shen, and the injuries may have been mainly caused by Ye Shen...). Fentelli had too complicated feelings for him... Once he was given time to think, the confusion would not be easy to break, and he could only wait until the end. Then Fenterre Gilbert took his mother's surname, and Fenterre Cambero took his father's surname. This is related to the main text. If you are interested, you can read the original work "Curgesius". And how did Situ Ye Shen know that the moment Fentelli stabbed him, was his murderous intent strong or his regret reaching its peak?

"Weight" by Shen Jieluo Situ Ye Shen × Fenterli This is the seventh time. Situ woke up late at night and counted silently. This puzzle was built on Fentelli's subconscious. Although he could directly break through with powerful demonic qualities, he could not guarantee that Fentelli's consciousness would be unscathed through his breakthrough. If you want people to get out safely, the conditions must be in front of you from the beginning. Pure emotion, kill the other party. The person who set up this puzzle has a bad taste. He doesn't want to leave anyone behind, but wants to influence them after they get out. Envy, jealousy, anger, fear, sadness, love, hatred, pity. Human emotions are too complex. It would be impossible to induce one emotion to take over all of them, and to induce murderous intent, unless it only takes a moment. When I came in, I was in a hurry to determine the boundaries of this confusing place. I didn't have time to carefully plan how to act. Situ Yechen covered his eyes with his hands and frowned slightly. The angry Fentelli was calmer, as he always seemed to be. The stronger the emotion, the more he stimulated his survival instinct and perfected his disguise. This road is dead. In this game, Situ Ye Shen decided to rest his mind and prepare for the next plan that he had never tried before.  … …  When Fentelli woke up, he saw Situ sitting on the edge of his bed late at night.        ……，， If it was before six o'clock, was there anything important that Situ would sit up all night waiting for him to wake up to discuss? After thinking briefly, Fentelli sat up from the bed with a sudden movement. With one hand, he untied his braid that had been crooked while sleeping, and pulled away the bangs that partially blocked his vision. "Late at night?" Fentelli asked tentatively, with a bit of hoarseness in his voice. "You're awake." Situ Ye secretly sighed, as if he had made up his mind, "I suddenly want to fall in love." "Oh... Wait?! You? Situ Ye wants to fall in love?!" Fentelli showed an expression as if he had been struck by lightning, and then forced himself to restrain himself and put on a gossipy face. Situ Ye looked at him with an expression like a kaleidoscope. He didn't twist his facial features together to calculate that Fentel was gifted. The incident happened suddenly. If it were normal, Fentelli would have thrown off the quilt, got up directly, washed up, and chatted late into the night. But it seemed that Situ Ye had no intention of moving away from the bed, so Fentelli could only quietly put on his pants under the quilt and said: "Why do you suddenly think of falling in love? Is it because we are feeling lonely in the middle of the night, or are we possessive? " Pulling up his pants, the lingering sense of crisis in Fentelli's heart dissipated a little, "We shouldn't have anywhere to express our love. It's late at night. To be honest, for you, is there any specific difference between being friends and being lovers? " Situ Ye Shen wanted to explain something, but in the end he pursed his lips tightly. As he spoke, Fentelli put on a shirt haphazardly, not bothering to button it. He had to take a shower later anyway, and continued outputting as if he still had something to say: "But as a brother, I am still very happy that you consulted me about my emotional issues. When you ask, do you have someone you like? Is it someone I know?" "Yes, you are very familiar with him." Ye Shen gave up struggling with Fentelli's words in the "intimate brother" mode and answered calmly. "What!? Who is it? Brother, I will try my best to tie her up and ask you for a question. But I respect the lady very much. If she doesn't agree, we can't force her." Fentelli thought quickly in his mind, who can make this thousand-year-old iron tree bloom once? This kid is becoming more and more humane. "I think he will agree to give me a try." Situ Yeshen couldn't help laughing at this time, his eyes were a little narrow, and he could rarely experience the fun that Fentelli had in making fun of him before. "I should be a date he has met with good conditions." "Try?" Unexpectedly, Fentelli frowned, "Ye Shen, although you do look like a girl, but this is the first time you want to fall in love. It should not simply want to try this feeling, right?" Fentelli moved himself closer to Situ Ye Shen and patted his shoulder. "Which god is it that can win the heart of our young master Situ?" Situ suddenly turned around late at night and pressed Fentelli's hand on his shoulder on the pillow. His other hand was supported on the bed beside Fentelli's waist, casting a shadow that completely covered Fentelli in it. The moment Fentelli turned around in the middle of the night, his whole body tensed up. Unexpectedly, Situ Yechen released his bloodline pressure at the same time. This kid is really despicable... If you have something to say, you can't say it properly. Giving up on head-on confrontation, he felt the impossible answer in his heart. He could only wait like a fish on the chopping board for Situ Ye Shen to speak. Unexpectedly, Situ Ye Shen just kept staring at him, his dark eyes reflected with a little bit of light, which made Fentelli feel his face getting warm. He was about to become a cooked fish... Fentelli's Adam's apple moved, feeling that he had to save himself. Just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by Situ Yeshen's movements. Situ Yechen let go of Fentelli's hand, then gently pushed the bangs that blocked his right eye behind his ear, and leaned down. Fentelli heard Situ Ye Shen's slightly suppressed breathing ringing in his ears, but what made him feel even more dangerous was that the hand that Ye Shen originally placed on his waist had touched his skin. "Fentreli, I like you." "Fentreli, I like you." Eight words rushed into Fentelli's ears with his breath, and all the thoughts that were wandering around stopped and shut down. I*. Fentelli could only express this in his heart, because Situ Ye Shen was still in front of him. After saying this, Situ Yechen quickly stood up and walked to the window as if he had put down a big stone, leaving Fentelli with a somewhat uneasy and elusive figure behind him. The pressure faded away like a tide, and Fentelli realized that the button above his trousers had been buttoned by Situ Yeshen at some point. Feeling in a mess, Fentelly quickly got up from the bed, grabbed a few changes of clothes from the closet, and got into the bathroom to escape reality. I haven't washed my face when I was confessed to for the first time. It's really... Wrong. This is not what I should be thinking about now. I guess those old guys have never imagined this situation. It's funny to think of those old guys being surprised or looking sarcastic. But if I really dare to ridicule, I might knock those pedantic old guys to the ground. Fentelly patted his face hard twice, wiped away the water mist on the mirror, looked at the shadow in the mirror, and found that the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.  …  … Fentelli, who didn't take a shower while singing today, obviously washed a little faster than usual, but his mood that had just calmed down started to rise again when he opened the door and saw Situ playing with his mobile phone late at night, and he wanted to turn around and go back to the bathroom to stay a little longer. Sensing Fenterli's appearance, Situ Yechen stuffed his cell phone into his pocket and approached Fenterli in two steps at a time. He stretched out his hands to button Fentelli's shirt one by one from low to high, and said at the same time: "I thought you were going to ink in it for at least two hours." Situ Yechen's eyes were very focused, as if buttoning up was a major event in life. "So, can you give me an answer?" Upon hearing this, Fentelli's throat tightened, and he unnaturally avoided Situ Yeshen's gaze. "... Ye Shen... It's not like other boys have never expressed this kind of meaning to me, but I really haven't thought about it..." "Only consider me." "Actually, Fentelli, you are hesitant, aren't you considering agreeing to me?" Situ Yeshen felt that Fentelli had never been so rude in front of him, and he even forgot to conceal his emotions, as if he was reflecting on whether he had led people astray. He regretted using this plan a little bit, especially when he saw Fintle thinking more and more seriously about his response. Bearing love is far heavier than bearing hatred. Just as Situ Ye was thinking deeply about whether it would be better to retract his words, Fentelli walked around him and slipped in front of the refrigerator. He chose a bottle of whiskey, and regardless of his previous style, he opened it with his hands. Situ Ye Shen watched him drink half the bottle in the blink of an eye. At the end, he seemed to drink too much and choked twice. "Ahem..." He put the bottle down neatly and steadily. This bit of wine could not blur Fentelli's consciousness, it was just an unwarranted embarrassment. Fentelli walked slowly and got closer to Situ Yechen. There were still unwiped wine stains on his lips. "It's late at night, because you are a serious person, and I don't plan to treat you like someone who wants to experience a temporary boyfriend in Fentel."  With a little bit of alcohol, Fentelli grabbed Situ Yeshen's collar with one hand and pulled him toward him, "So, I also tell you seriously, I was very happy to hear that." The faces of the two were close at hand, and Situ Yeshen concentrated, and he could only see Fentelli's smiling blue eyes, and the tip of his nose seemed to be surrounded by the smell of toffee. Bang——, Situ Ye Shen turned the hand that was about to hug Fentelli and gave him a hand knife. Perhaps because he didn't control his strength well, Fentelli fell straight into Ye Shen's arms. Situ Ye sighed deeply, helped him to the bed, took a handkerchief from his table, and wiped the wine stains in Fentel perfunctorily.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     half a day... Situ made a conclusion late at night. Moreover... How to get Fentelli to take action was also a problem. Situ Yeshen felt a slight sense of anxiety in his heart. This action was obviously sudden and incomplete, but he just wanted an answer on a whim. Situ Yeshen ruffled Fentelli's hair in a rare moment. "I'm sorry." -END- Shen's thoughts: Tie Tie × 2, Wuhu. The concentration in Nantong in this article is too high. I wrote it like squeezing out toothpaste and boiling it! Sure enough, food production leads to stomach nourishment. Continuing the puzzle setting of the previous article, it is the love line that junior sister Naotao wants to see. It's so difficult to grasp the character, I cried silently. As a side note, the whiskey smells a bit like vanilla and toffee.

Come on (ง •̀_•́)ง

The first volume may have entered the final chapter and is finished. . . It's probably almost over! I will put this one away for a while until the end of the first volume...

A particularly good song Touch some Xiao Ye Shen and Xiao Yu Xi and take a bite

Try to see if you can speak for yourself... When you have time later, I will try to figure out the character design of Kugosius on my own () But does this count as fandom (?)

I don't know what to say, so I wish you millions to become gods.

October 7th is Situ Ye Shen's birthday! Happy birthday to Ye Shen!

Yes, I finally reset that old map after many years! ! ! I redrawn it, modified some details, and wrote some related miscellany! In short, it is something that can be used to understand the world! !

Forgot to put it here, I made an original handwriting of Kugelsius, the content is an adaptation of the first volume! (Why the adaptation is because the original work cannot be drawn) [[Kugeshius] Donut Hole (oc handwriting) - Bilibili] https://b23. Tv/Tm4kTop

Well, I touched Ye Shen Yuxi Fentel's sandwich biscuits again But Situ Ye Shen attacked everyone ()

Come on, brothers, let's save each other's messages, increase activity, and strive to sign the contract as soon as possible.

[Original Color Illustrations] Four Seasons Series of Pictures of the OC Protagonists of the Four World Views. "Curgesius" is winter. Painted the late night rain and Fenterli!

Forgot to pass it on! Illustrations from Volume 1! Because it was drawn by the author himself, it is not fan fiction but official (reasonable nod)

It's also the illustration for the first volume! Try to touch more. . .

Congratulations on Christmas Eve in the rainy day

I touch, Jeska and Horna from the past

Xinali The prom invitation plot that I touched There are some other plots that I like that I want to touch and draw when I can.

New cover painting The painting made me speechless. Why do all the covers of my family's OC stories look like the apocalypse is coming? I'm really convinced.

This author has no taste for p, I am Situ Ye Shen, the left position is only recommended

Suddenly it occurred to me that I had filled out a worldview questionnaire in a space. This seems to have never been archived here.

I forgot to save the designed Kugelsius worldview logo😋

Because it seems to be pinned to the top, I will post all my original system arrangements

I borrowed my senior sister's board to touch a Cat and Mouse Night Fen.

Fish the past few days, angel devil pa yefen

I can't touch Bai Qingyu anymore, so let's do it To touch Ye Xi who I haven't touched in a long time Situ Ye Shen's most male episode (not) Although Ye Shen usually doesn't go to festivals like this on purpose, because Yu Xi had the habit of inviting him out on such days in the past, she subconsciously still takes time to accompany Yu Xi to do what she wants to do. Although Ye Xi is not a lover, there will be no bouquets of gifts or dates, and her favorite place to go is not a crowded place but a quiet cafe, but even if the two of them sit down to read a book and drink coffee together to kill time, it is a good time for Yu Xi....

Touch it

Fish practice

Construction! Night twilight