One quiet night, he was alone.

Some empty, some bleak.

"Alas, a candy man can stain his clothes, what else can I do?"

Qiyu: "You can still eat two more sugar gourds." ”

Mu Qi pursed his lips and was silent.

Mu Qi went shopping again.

Qiyu: Sure enough, shopping is a woman's nature.

Mu Qi jumped for a while, and suddenly met Fan Jiuchen on the street, and he was very happy.

Mu Qi hooked his thin lips wickedly, and his eyebrows were faintly like a small arc, "Fan Jiuchen, why are you here?"

Suddenly seeing Fan Jiuchen, a warm current surged into my heart, and I had an indescribable feeling.

It's like a touch of warmth broke into my lonely heart.

Mu Qi couldn't say the feeling, but it was very familiar.

Under Fan Jiuchen's sword eyebrows, there was a pair of slender peach blossom eyes, as deep as the sea, and his eyes were shining: "Passing by." "You don't care.

Qiyu: There is not a word of truth in my mouth.

Mu Qi pursed his lips and rolled his eyes.

turned to clear eyes flashed, "Fan Jiuchen, let's go take a look, there's something fun over there." Mu Qi took Fan Jiuchen's arm and went forward to watch the juggling.

As soon as he arrived at the side of the juggling, Mu Qi's foot suddenly kicked at a man dressed in black.

Fan Jiuchen hid far away, as if someone was in his way.

Mu Qi looked at him angrily, his teeth clucked: "Grandma's, can't you see your grandfather here?" and wanted to touch Lao Tzu's buttocks.

I just don't want to live anymore.

Fan Jiuchen watched Mu Qi's reaction from the side, speechless.

Mu Qi fixed his eyes and saw that he was a middle-aged uncle.

was kicked on the ground and did not cry out in pain at all, but stared at Mu Qi and Fan Jiuchen's faces with squinting eyes.

also smacked his lips, and Mu Qi vaguely saw the saliva at the corner of the stinky old man's mouth.

Suddenly, there was a spirit, and goosebumps came out all over my body.

Fan Jiuchen frowned disgustingly.

The eyes of those yin owls were as terrible as bloodthirsty, cold, chilling, and there was no trace of emotion.

The little guy next to him got impatient.

To go up is to use both hands and feet, fists and feet.

It's just that the man leaked an expression of enjoyment.

Mu Qi: "......"

.

Nima's.

A silvery white cold light suddenly appeared on Mu Qi's hand, and then the man shouted: "Ahhhh ”

Mu Qi retreated behind Fan Jiuchen.

A man's screams followed.

"Lao Tzu's hands, Lao Tzu's arms, Lao Tzu's belly, Lao Tzu's waist...... Leg....... ”

Anyway, it's very miserable.

Fan Jiuchen grabbed the corner of Mu Qi's clothes and went to find the bathroom.

Mu Qi looked at him up close, his skin was so fair and smooth that even he sighed to himself

When Fan Jiuchen saw this scene, his face suddenly darkened: "Wash your hands." ”

"I can't wash it clean, so I chop my hands. He wrinkled his eyebrows, grimaced his face, and looked unusually solemn.

Mu Qi: "......"

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Did Lao Tzu provoke you?

Although I thought so in my heart, the movements of my hands did not drag me in the slightest.

Rub it vigorously.

His hands were red.

Mu Qi raised his little paw and showed it to Fan Jiuchen.

Fan Jiuchen was still very disgusted, and began to do it himself.

The eyes that were as cold as the moon flashed with a cold light, and Fan Jiuchen said lightly: "I haven't washed it yet." ”

So he rubbed Mu Qi's hands.

The blood......

Whew.

Mu Qi couldn't struggle hard, and scolded in his heart.

There is no ambiguity in the mouth.

"Damn, your uncle, how can you do this to me. ”

Mu Qi's face was puffing out, and his hands were struggling,