Chapter 117: Boy in Sweatshirt

Meow Dabao was still sleepy-eyed, but when he saw Zhuang Xiaoya suddenly appear, he actually jumped into Zhuang Xiaoya's arms as if he was happy, and shouted with a little girl, the cat's face kept rubbing on Zhuang Xiaoya's chest, Zhuang Xiaoya saw that it was a cat, and she didn't care, but happily teased it. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yan Ning, who was on the side, saw it, and couldn't help but raise his middle finger at Meow Dabao, this guy is estimated to be not young, if he wants to cultivate to become fine, it is impossible to practice for a hundred years, so in Yan Ning's eyes, the current scene is no different from a bad old man taking advantage of a young girl.

For some reason, Yan Ning was actually a little jealous in his heart, and when he looked at Meow Dabao again, he found that this guy was glaring at Yan Ning, Yan Ning suddenly understood, daring to love this guy did it on purpose, which made Yan Ning unhappy!

Meow Dabao saw Yan Ning's deflated appearance, his heart blossomed, and he worked hard to sell cuteness, this time even Luo Yi couldn't stand it, and said to Meow Dabao: "Dabao, I just saw a noble lady holding a folded ear cat behind the gas station, do you want to go and see?"

When Meow Dabao heard this, he immediately became interested, broke free from Zhuang Xiaoya's arms, and excitedly leaned on the car window and looked around: "Where?

Luo Yi pointed to the back of the gas station: "Oh, it's there, you go over and have a look!"

Meow Dabao looked up to the sky and meowed, and then rushed out with a smoke, the speed is equivalent to a small electric motor!

Yan Ning gave Luo Yi a thumbs up, glanced at him appreciatively, and then went to the toilet whistling.

"The little girl got up early in the morning and went to the thatched house with her pants, and there were people in the thatched house who had no choice but to pull on her pants!" Yan Ning hummed Stephen Chow's famous song, and easily solved the physiological problem, in his opinion, this trip was simply a family visit, anyway, Wumen's ghost art was buried in the ground, no one would know, and there would be no danger.

But when he came out of the toilet, he happened to bump into a child, Yan Ning hurriedly apologized, but the child didn't say a word, Yan Ning looked at it and found that the child was only one meter four tall, and he was actually wearing a sweatshirt on a hot day, and the hat of the sweatshirt was still on his head, he lowered his head, and Yan Ning couldn't see his appearance clearly.

At the same time, Yan Ning also smelled a foul smell, and he couldn't help frowning, thinking that it was the smell wafting from the toilet, so he didn't pay attention to it.

"Are you okay, are you hurt?" Yan Ning said with some worry when he saw that he didn't speak.

"It's okay," the sweater's voice was a little hoarse, "Are you Yan Ning, or is it the one in the car named Yan Ning?"

Yan Ning listened, his face changed, this perverted sweatshirt kid actually knew his name, could it be that he admired his handsomeness and followed him?

Yan Ning said vigilantly, "Who are you?"

"It seems that you are Yan Ning," said the kid in the sweatshirt, "I advise you, don't go back to the village." ”

Yan Ning was told by the kid in the sweatshirt, and finally sank his face: "Let's be clear, who are you, why do you know my purpose?"

Could it be that the Immortal Sect has been eyeing Yan Ning again? Wumen's ghost art is of great significance, Yan Ning must swear to protect it, he stretched out his hand and wanted to grab the child in the sweatshirt, but the child in the sweatshirt turned around strangely, and was pounced on by Yan Ning, he still lowered his head: "Don't ask too much, listen to my advice, don't go, if you go, ......"

The kid in the sweatshirt glanced at the car parked in the parking lot and whispered, "It's going to die." ”

"You don't pretend to be a ghost!" Yan Ning ran towards the kid in the sweatshirt again, the kid in the sweatshirt hurriedly walked into the toilet, and when Yan Ning chased in, the toilet was already empty.

Yan Ning looked at the empty toilet and couldn't help but be secretly surprised, the kid in the sweatshirt just now didn't have the slightest corpse qi and yin qi on his body, he should be a living person, but how could a living person disappear in front of Yan Ning's eyes, let alone a child?

"Who the hell are you sacred?" Yan Ning muttered to himself.

Although Yan Ning attached great importance to the advice of the child in the sweatshirt, he still couldn't back down, because He Xi was still waiting in the Axe Tiger Gang, and the promise of Yihu could not be given up because of a perverted sweatshirt child's words, he sorted out his mood, stretched his brows, and walked back.

"Why did you go for so long?Frequent urination, urgency, and endless urination?" Zhuang Xiaoya saw Yan Ning walking back slowly, and deliberately said with a smile.

Yan Ning glanced at her: "That's also better than your irregular menstrual vaginal discharge." ”

"You!" Zhuang Xiaoya's face turned pale, gritting her teeth, but she couldn't think of anything to respond to Yan Ning's hurtful words, so she shook her head angrily and didn't talk to Yan Ning.

Yan Ning called Yihu just now and told him that Zhuang Xiaoya also came with him, and Yihu had nothing to do except express his helplessness, so he could only tell Yan Ning to take good care of Zhuang Xiaoya.

"Where's Dabao, hasn't come back yet?" Yan Ning got into the car and asked suspiciously.

Luo Yi shook his head: "Maybe you ran away with that folded ear cat?"

At this time, I heard a dog barking from the back of the car, and Meow Dabao got into the car from outside, got into Yan Ning's arms, and shouted: "Damn! Luo Yi, you turtle bastard! What kind of folded ear cat is this, it's obviously Teddy! It's a dog! It's still a male Teddy, a male Teddy who can air every day!"

Seeing Meow Dabao's cowardice, Luo Yi held back a smile and said innocently: "I'm sorry, I don't read much, and I can't tell the difference between cats and dogs." ”

Yan Ning looked at the chrysanthemum that was still faintly red in Meow Dabao, and immediately understood what was happening, at this time there was a teddy in estrus outside the car calling non-stop, Yan Ning finally couldn't help it, and laughed:

"Make you, now it's okay, the beautiful cat didn't see it, but was blown up by Teddy!"

Meow Dabao trembled and shouted, "Please don't say it!

"Wangwang!" Teddy outside the car shouted a few times, Meow Dabao suddenly trembled with fright, Zhuang Xiaoya couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, Luo Yi stepped on the accelerator, and the three of them and one cat hit the road again.

The three people in the car didn't notice it, after the car drove away, the kid in the sweatshirt walked out of the shadows again, he reached out and touched the teddy's head, looked at the car that was gradually moving away, and couldn't help sighing: "Yan Ning, Yan Ning, why don't you listen to persuasion?"

Teddy sniffed his nose and seemed to smell a terrible smell, he screamed a few times and began to struggle frantically, only for a moment, he actually stopped breathing and lay weakly in the arms of the boy in the sweatshirt.

The boy in the sweatshirt only reacted at this time, he looked at the dead Teddy in his arms, and his tone was a little regretful: "Is it dead again......?" It's so sad. (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )