014 Night Attack

However, unexpectedly, without much effort, An Muxi let the girl understand his identity and the reason for his coming (accident). Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Originally, the girl still didn't seem to believe it.,And later,After he gave her the yogurt.,The girl didn't say a word and let him stay here for one night.,Sure enough.,Only yogurt is an artifact.。

And from Wakaba's point of view, things are not like this at all. First I was reading a book, and then I found that an inexplicable guy appeared in my home, first playing peek-a-boo, desperately pretending to pose as 'you see me, you can't see me', and then after being watched by myself for a while, I saw that I couldn't pretend to be able to do it, and without saying a word, I put on a look of abducting children, if I took another lollipop in my hand, I really saw that I could abduct and sell children, but this guy didn't go the ordinary way, and took a bottle of yogurt, what the hell is this? to test my intelligence, and then she looked at the guy with a caring idiot for a while, listening to him finish the story. Then fortunately, this guy was still a little ashamed, and honestly gave her the yogurt, and then it was quiet. I guess it's a little uncomfortable.

But Wakaba can't help it, he can't kick this guy out in the middle of the night. Although this guy is a little mentally retarded, it looks like he is really injured as he said, and he can't let an injured person live on the streets with serious injuries, maybe Wakafeng or this, but at least Wakaba won't. So, the kind-hearted Wakaba temporarily let this guy stay here for the night.

"Hey, wait." Wakaba took the man to a room and suddenly thought of something, "What's your name, I can't keep calling you "you" or "who". ”

"Brother's name has long been circulated in the rivers and lakes." It seemed that this guy was shining brightly when he gave a little sunshine, and suddenly began to pretend, "I'm very sorry," he said with a serious face, "I can't tell you my name, or it will kill you in the future!" As he spoke, he changed his sad expression again, "How can I bear to watch such a little girl at such a young age... Hey, what's going on for you? ”

"Why am I staying?" Wakaba glanced helplessly at the unfamiliar middle two man, "Do you want to pretend to be forced?" I'm not interested in that. ”

"Uh," the man smiled wryly, "Forget it, don't beat around the bush, my name is An Muxi, how about it, I've heard of it." Not to his surprise, the little girl in front of him seemed to be stunned for a second, and An Muxi suddenly began to get nervous, "What's the matter, I said it, don't want to know my name, look, is there any impressed look at me all of a sudden?" ”

And what greeted him was a dull sound of the door closing, Wakaba was also speechless, this is the rhythm of the mentally retarded walking all over the street, the world is in my hands, when did the world begin to be rich in intellectual retardation?

And the reason why I was stunned for a second before is also very simple, because this name is a bit funny, An Muxi An Muxi, I know why this guy has always liked to drink yogurt, and his feelings are the spokesperson of yogurt.

But I don't know if there is an Mu Xi Ruoye in this world, anyway, this guy can already be equated with yogurt in her heart.

But if An Muxi knew about this matter, maybe he wouldn't be angry, but would be a little happy, right? There's no way, we can't understand the world of secondary two teenagers.

But tossing for a long time, it's really late, but Wakaba doesn't want to sleep, inexplicably, there is a feeling of homesickness gradually spreading in her chest, today's time, it is just a week since she came to this world, she, homesick.

Maybe Wakafeng won't be homesick, but at this time, Wakaba's chest is a little dull, sitting at the table, the slender cold moon, casually sliding through his fingertips, floating all over the past. The fluttering past, spliced on the table at random, only leaves the beauty of that moment.

At this time, in another room, An Muxi was not comfortable, which was a very simple and important thing. He's hungry, can An Muxi be considered An Muxi without yogurt? But the last bottle of yogurt has been taken away by that little sister... What should I do... Holding his head, An Muxi fell into a tangle.

"It doesn't matter, if you are looked down upon by others, you can look down on it." Finally, An Muxi made up her mind, "I want yogurt, yogurt is equal to my life!" He said unreliable lines seriously, and he felt that he was also cute.

Get up and get out of bed. During the period and a accidentally touched the wound, causing him to grin his teeth for a long time, engraved a period, he was forced not to let himself make a sound, nonsense, what if he accidentally woke up the little sister who was sleeping? He's been undisciplined because of a bottle of yogurt, and he can't disturb people's dreams anymore. For a moment, An Muxi felt that he was righteous and awe-awe-as if there were two words missing from his body - justice.

Of course, this is just his own fantasy, this thing, to put it mildly, is for the sake of his body, to put it mildly, it is to attack an underage girl at night. No matter how you think about it, what he represents is the distortion of people's hearts and the degradation of morality.

Gently pushing the door open, An Muxi carefully poked his head out, he remembered the child's room, and tiptoed to think about that room to go, but when he put his hand on the doorknob, a question suddenly came to his mind:

What if that child doesn't sleep?

"Impossible." An Muxi comforted himself psychologically, "Today's children are very careful about their appearance, and they should all know that if they sleep in Taiwan, they will not be beautiful." ”

But, what if, what if, in case you haven't slept, or haven't fallen asleep yet? Isn't his own reputation ruined?

But what An Muxi didn't know was that his reputation had long been ruined by his previous comic behavior. So he's still struggling.

Finally, when he let go of the entanglement, the palm of his hand also strengthened... Then he saw an almost perfect girl sitting at the table in a daze, the cold moonlight casually pouring on the long meek purple hair, and the delicate features were shockingly beautiful, giving people a dreamlike feeling.

At this moment, An Muxi discovered for the first time that such a beautiful girl was not a child at all.