"Uncle, who is it, is your girlfriend?" the poor-chested and long-legged girl held Tang Muyu's hand tightly, afraid that this uncle would run away.

"It's none of your business. Tang Muyu looked around, and scolded in his heart, this dead girl ran away indiscriminately, but he didn't want to think about it, if he didn't want to go, could such a seventeen-year-old poor-chested and long-legged girl be able to pull it?

Mafia's cat-like blue eyes turned, and suddenly her mouth pursed, her eyes turned red, and her hands hugged Tang Muyu like an octopus, "Uncle woo woo, I'm so scared, don't you leave me, okay? Those bad people want to kill me......"

Tang Muyu carried the leather clavicle chain worn by the poor-breasted and long-legged girl around her neck and lifted her up and put it in front of her: "I don't have time to care about you." ”

"Woo woo uncle...... "Mafia didn't care so much, she pounced on her again and hugged her hand and didn't let go, quite a bit of the feeling of a rural woman crying, making trouble and hanging herself.

Dog skin plasters are the same. Tang Muyu's face is even darker, this little girl is quite shameless when he was young!

"Uncle, I'm so afraid, don't leave me ......" The poor-chested and long-legged girl squeezed her eyes and forced out a few tears, and the expression on her face was like a pug abandoned by her owner.

Tang Muyu was helpless: "Who are you?"

The poor-breasted and long-legged girl blinked her big watery eyes, and said with a pout, "Uncle, don't you want me?"

Damn it. Tang Muyu scolded in his heart, and pushed away this poor-chested and long-legged girl: "You go by yourself." ”

"Na, uncle, can you bear to throw a little beauty like me, who is weak and weak, and has no power to tie chickens, on the street alone?" The poor-chested and long-legged girl pouted, looking pitiful, Tang Muyu couldn't help but scold: What are you soft and weak, and you have no power to tie the chicken? Can a weak and weak little girl run so fast? Tang Muyu knew at a glance that this little girl had practiced leg skills.

Bear it, why can't I bear it? Tang Muyu wanted to answer her like this.

"Na, uncle......" The poor-chested and long-legged girl looked up at Tang Muyu with big eyes and a mouth open, with crystal tears in the corners of her eyes, "Uncle, let me go with you, I will be obedient......"

Tang Muyu patted the hairy little head of the poor-chested long-legged girl, and her tone was still cold: "No." ”

"Uncle~"

“……”

Well, the idea that the dog-headed military master Jiang Wan gave to Ye Jing hadn't even had time to use before Ye Jing could use it, and Mafia had already applied it to Tang Muyu......

Jiang Wan is worthy of being a woman who claims to have seen through Tang Muyu when he was still wearing open crotch pants, and she has Tang Muyu's character to the core, for example, this kind of stalking tactics is extremely effective for Tang Daxia, as for what to save people to the end, send the Buddha to the west - since Tang Muyu has not returned to "human form" for nightmares can also be indifferent, not to see the poor-chested and long-legged girl, just like a caring person who likes small animals sees a dirty stray cat on the side of the road and is about to starve to death and wants to pick it up with love, Tang Daxia thought in his heart - please, I have already saved you once, so don't continue to entangle, okay?

As for what will happen to this little girl in the future - at most send her to the police station, Tang Muyu is a model citizen who picks up girls!

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Tang Muyu told Ye Jing that it was indeed a casual statement, Ye Jing called him and it took nearly two hours for Tang Muyu to get home, the poor-chested and long-legged girl was like a ball of dog skin plaster, and she couldn't get rid of it as soon as she got it, Tang Muyu couldn't help but sigh, it's really unfavorable recently! First of all, Ye Jing's matter, she was made miserable by the nightmare of nightmares, and she summoned Jiang Wan, the demon, and now she went out and fished out a girl, and she was still entangled?

The passing year is unfavorable, it is really unfavorable for the passing year, Tang Muyu feels that he should carry a pig's head to find a temple to worship.

When Tang Muyu returned home, Ye Jing had already gone to sleep with Jiang Wan (the two of them slept together temporarily), Ye Jing was going to wait for Tang Muyu to come back, but Jiang Wan said to her, the relationship between men and women has always been that you come and go, you advance and I retreat, and if you want to capture the old and retreat, will you advance by retreating?

Although Ye Jing thought that Jiang Wan's stalking plan seemed to be a little contradictory to this, but Miss Ye, who was fighting with her upper and lower eyelids, still used this as an excuse to go to sleep with peace of mind.

Well, the so-called desire to capture and retreat should be implemented after the stalking, I have to say that Ye Jing lost another opportunity to impress Tang Muyu.

Just imagine, when I came home in the middle of the night, I found Miss Ye sitting on the sofa waiting for me, obviously looking very sleepy, and showed a very tired smile, saying: You are finally back.

This will just hit the softest place in Tang Muyu's heart!

What's more, what Tang Muyu, who was annoyed by Mafia, wanted most now was to have someone who could rescue him from the boundless sea of suffering!

"Uncle, is this your home?" Mafia hugged Tang Muyu's arm, and the little pigeon on her chest didn't squeeze out much, Tang Muyu naturally looked at it as if she had nothing - okay, the little girl is not a boy and has nothing, it's just that Tang Daxia is well-informed, but Er'er......

Ahem, I can't say more, I will be sanctioned by force majeure.

"Hmm. Tang Muyu snorted and walked in by himself.

Even if the poor-chested and long-legged girl has been on the run for so long, she can't help but show a very superior expression - she was born in the Thorne family, and looking at Tang Daxia's home is estimated to be similar to watching a pigsty, and she has to add a prefix, a simple pigsty.

Well, Miss Ben endured! Mafia clenched her little fist and stepped through the door as if she had made up her mind.

"Uncle, I'm so sleepy!" Seeing that Tang Muyu had a sign of throwing her hand and walking away to ignore her, she immediately caught up a few steps and hung his arm: "Nana, uncle, shall we sleep together?"

"Not good. Tang Muyu flicked a blow on her head - even if she hadn't become what she is now, she wouldn't have done anything to such a little girl, okay? Although her legs are indeed good-looking......

The little monk recites the scriptures without a heart - don't look at incivility, don't listen to incivility, don't say incivility, you didn't see anything just now, right? I don't know Tang Muyu likes long-legged girls, right?

The poor-chested and long-legged girl didn't give up, and her voice was so sweet that she was greasy: "Uncle, good-no-good-well-"

"Not good. Tang Muyu's arm slid and threw the poor-chested long-legged girl away, "You sleep in the study by yourself." ”

Sure enough, Tang Muyu, who is afraid of ghosts, will never sleep in the study, even if he usually enters the study, it must be during the day, and he has to turn on the lights to the brightest, that's it, every time he goes in, he feels a chill down his spine and can't help but shudder, so he takes the book he needs and runs away.

Therefore, a study room with a bed has always served as a guest room.

But isn't Tang Muyu, who is afraid of ghosts, afraid of putting an ash jar in his bedroom?—— Okay, Tang Daxia firmly believes that even if there is a ghost in his bedroom, it is his own family, and his own family will never harm himself, not only will he not harm himself, but he will also prevent the lonely ghosts in the study next door from harming himself......

Because of this, others always feel creepy when they see things in Tang Muyu's bedroom—such as nightmares—and he always feels extra safe when he is afraid of ghosts!

The poor-chested and long-legged girl was entangled endlessly, Tang Muyu really wanted to cut her on the back of her neck and knock her unconscious, but she thought that if she did this, she would carry her into the study - and suddenly hissed in her heart.

Well, since that's the case...... Tang Muyu pressed the head of the poor-chested long-legged girl and organized her to pounce again: "I have a girlfriend, right there." ”

Tang Muyu stretched out her finger and pointed to the room where Ye Jing and Jiang Wan were sleeping, of course, there was an unconscious nightmare in it - she was thrown to the ground by Jiang Wan.

The poor-chested and long-legged girl instinctively felt that he was lying, and tried to see anything unusual from Tang Muyu's face, but unfortunately Tang Muyu's iceberg face, which had not changed for thousands of years, could not see emotional fluctuations at all.

"Then, I'm going to take a bath with you!" said Maffia, who said with bulging cheeks, she felt that this guy didn't have a boyfriend, and even if he did, didn't there be a word called prying the corner?

"Not good. ”

"That ......"

The two continued to entangle.