In the dark corridor, Zihan walked one foot deep and one foot shallow, and there was no fear at all. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The head, surrounded by full indignation, slowly clenched his fists.

"Sister, wait for me!" The boy's muffled voice came as she slowly let go of her clenched fists. A subtle and imperceptible far-fetched smile appeared on his face.

"Sister, you say, will that thief come?" Zixin lowered his voice.

Growing so big, Zihan is also the first time to see it, to be honest, the man is hanging from the downpipe, just looking at the back room, and there is not much other movement.

It's just that Zihan's little heart really mentioned his voice, and the agitated heartbeat seemed to be instantly separated from his body, exposed to the dark night, and even breathing became difficult and depressing.

She remembered that dark night in her childhood.

At that moment, she was so panicked and uneasy.

Zixin held her hand tightly, and her sweaty hand was trembling slightly.

She got up suddenly, dragged her thousand-pound body, touched a mop in the corner, and shook it vigorously, like shaking a golden flag.

The whole body is soft, and I can't use too much strength, so I can only shake it like this, through the wall.

I don't know if the thief misunderstood what she meant, anyway, just listening to the rapid rustle, the figure soon disappeared!

Zihan thought that the thief must think that she was asserting sovereignty to him! - This mountain is mine!

This is the most embarrassing stroke in the history of Zihan's heroes, but Zixin raised his thumbs with both hands and shook it in front of Zihan's eyes.

But no, this kid had already squatted down, bent over, like a little sapling in the cold wind, shivering.

"Probably not, right? Zixin, your performance is not very satisfactory to my sister! With an empty fist, his index finger hooked slightly, he stood on tiptoe and scraped twice on the tip of Zixin's nose.

Zixin pouted and looked at Zihan innocently.

"You're a man, and you're going to protect your loved ones in the future, right? Well? How can you be tall? useyourhead, huh? ”

“why? Yes，Isee!” The dim light and shadow couldn't hide the shyness on Zixin's face.

Zihan couldn't help but think of Zhou Ming and Feng Yi who were like willows in the wind.

If it was Lin Yue, what would happen to him?

"Don't be afraid, brother protects you!" That's what he said when he was a kid, it doesn't count!

And him! He was so far away, like another space and planet.

That girl who loves to harm herself, now, is lying in a palace-like house, smiling and holding the apple in her hand, dreaming of Snow White's sweet dreams?

The sky is faintly pink, and in the shadow of the lamp, the silhouettes of the green trees are quiet and serene.

The trees slept, the flowers and grass slowly closed their eyes, and the figures of the two were stretched slender and cold by the soft street lamp.

A hint of wind blew slightly, and Zihan's long hair curled up slightly.

Zi Novice held his cheeks and stared at Zihan intently, his clear eyes and dense long eyelashes trembling gently.

Zihan grimaced, stretched out his hand and touched the door of his head.

"Sister, you're so good-looking!" Coldly, Zixin jumped a sentence, but covered his mouth and snickered.

Zihan frowned, stared at a pair of almond eyes, clenched his fists, and shook it in front of Zixin's eyes.

Gently wiped his face with his hand, and a thick layer of putty fell on his hand, and by the way, he wiped it the bridge of Zixin's nose, and then slowly drew an arc outward on his sweat-soaked cheeks with the point at the bottom of the center of the cheekbone, and the original black pot bottom stopped on Zihan's hand, and Zihan wiped it again on his face as if nothing happened.

"Sister, can you show some mercy to your subordinates?" Zixin frowned lightly, the little handsome guy of the Lun family, what is it to pretend to be a rat!

Zihan didn't answer, her big eyes flashed, to be honest, she looked like she was like getting out of coal.

The whole face, the most agile thing is these big clear eyes.

"Self-protection doesn't understand? Even the frog in the pond knows that this kid only knows the smelly beauty! I heard that this pot bottom mask is very whitening! Zihan gently poked Zixin's arm and deliberately coughed heavily.

Zixin suddenly understood, stretched out his hands, and slowly piled up the putty on his face to the middle, and then took a big step and walked towards the underground garage.

Zihan followed behind him without hurrying or slow.

Suddenly, both of them stopped, looked at each other and smiled, and picked up a branch by the side of the road.

There was a figure, dangling next to a car.

Regardless of three-nine-twenty-six, no, because of nervousness, one or two people raised the branches, covering the figure and dancing down without a head or face.

"Tell you to steal a car, call you to steal a car......" the two said in their mouths.

"Whew...... Call... Call...... Whew..."No, the man snorted in a low voice.

"Up, up, up...... Broken, falling...... Rose...... Rose...... Tide!" The light was dim, and the man was clumped together like a hedgehog, muttering incantations indistinctly.

"Sister, what did he say?" Zixin covered his nose and frowned slightly.

"Tibetan sacral!" Zihan replied angrily.

Zixin raised his eyes innocently and stared at Zihan suspiciously.

"Sacrum is the bone on the tail, and Tibetan sacrum is ......" Before Zihan finished speaking, Zixin suddenly covered his mouth and laughed.

"Stinky boy, that's a kind of broad and profound soft skill, similar to Jiuyang Divine Skill, Six Yang Fingers, Ling Bo Weibu...... Sister will teach you a trick first, arms and shoulders wide, squatting and stepping ......" "Huh, ha..... huh!" Ha! "Without waiting for Zihan to start the tutorial, this kid was dancing with his fists and the soles of his feet.

This kid is finally going to have a convulsion!

When you encounter a big enemy, you have to do this, but no, this one on the ground, practice a stall first.

"Huh, ha, huh, ha......" gestured to the figure on the ground, and Zixin's group of demons danced wildly.

"Leg up, 170 degrees!" Zihan shouted loudly, not believing that the thief would not be able to hear.

"Smack!" A bicycle next to it fell over.

"Stir-frying...... Share...... Ticket...... "Stir-fry ......" quiet night, dull sound, but the person on the ground is extraordinary, and there is no movement at all.

"Sister, what did he say?" Why is it the turn of the new 100,000?

"It's clearing, stir-frying. A bunch of meals, tickets, no, how can this be bleached and fried/fed/eaten? This man must be a big badass! Zixin, hurry, contribute your belt, let's tie him up and hand him over to the police while he is not awake......" Zihan patted his head with a serious face.

Dare to fight against bad people and bad things, this is a typical sign of positive energy, as a sister, it should be an exemplary leader.

Not far away, there was a person sitting in the car, his arms folded, his sword eyebrows slightly frowned, and his thin lips gently pulled apart a beautiful arc.

Where there are leaves, there is a touch of happy bright color, which is really true!

Of course, it really depends on the person!