Lin Yanyan stared at the photo intently for a long time, but she couldn't remember who it was with her, but since it was placed in an iron box by herself, it must be a precious thing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, only a quarter of it remains.

No one in the house dared to touch her things except for a little bastard.

She clutched the picture in her hand, her face flushed, her nose doubled as excited as usual, her teeth "gurgle", and her eyes spewed a raging fire, like an enraged king of beasts.

"Lin-Zhi-Bao!" A roar of a Hedong lion resounded throughout the building.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Situ Lingfang pushed the door in when she heard the sound, this kind of roar has not been in her house for a long time, and she remembers that the last time was five years ago.

"Don't scare your dad, he's just asleep!" Ms. Szeto made an excuse to intercept her daughter's roar.

"Lin Zhibao, where's that little bastard?" Lin Yanyan held up the photo, her eyes as big as a fist.

"Let's be in the room!" Situ Lingfang didn't dare to hide it, someone's eyes were really terrifying.

"Bang-" A friend's door was kicked open, and the person inside was startled with headphones.

"Lin Yanyan, are you having convulsions?" Lin Zhibao got up, his face full of horror.

"You're still pretending to be here, pretending to be me!" Lin Yanyan gritted her teeth viciously.

"What did I pretend?" Lin Zhibao looked dazed.

"Hmph—isn't that a good thing you did!" Lin Yanyan threw the photo on Lin Zhibao's face.

"What the hell?" Lin Zhibao picked up the things on the ground and looked at them, the muscles on his face twitched slightly, but they immediately disappeared.

"What's the matter, isn't it just a broken photo? Why are you screaming so loudly? I thought you were going to die! Lin Zhibao breathed a sigh of relief and tried to stay calm.

Unexpectedly, his calm look and disapproving tone added fuel to the fire.

"When did you do it, and what about the rest of this picture?" Lin Yanyan continued to ask, her eyes as if they were about to protrude.

"Lost!" Lin Zhibao gently threw out two words, turned around and sat down to continue to busy with his own affairs.

"Lost? Where's the loss? Lin Yanyan's temples were exposed.

"I don't know, I've lost it for a few years!" Lin Zhibao sat on the chair and shrugged his shoulders.

"Lin Zhibao, haven't you beaten you for a long time, and you're itching all over?" Lin Yanyan's fist began to squeak.

"Whatever you want, anyway, the photo has been lost for a few years, and I can't find it if I kill it!" Lin Zhibao was fearless and continued to be busy on the computer.

Lin Yanyan looked at Lin Zhibao's relaxed appearance even more angry, feeling that the blood in her whole body was flowing backwards, and every blood vessel in her body became as hard as a bone.

"I'm going to let you experience the taste of death today!"

Lin Zhibao obviously didn't expect someone to really be ruthless, and wanted to struggle to fight back, but found that he couldn't use his strength at all, and his shoulder was pressed to death by Lin Yanyan's left hand, and he couldn't get up at all, so he had to flutter with his feet.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Lin Yanyan's eyes were scarlet.

"I don't know!" Lin Zhibao's face was flushed, and it was a little difficult to breathe.

"In that case, then don't blame me for being ruthless!" Lin Yanyan increased her strength a few more times, and Lin Zhibao's breathing became short, and his face slowly turned pale.

"Remember to see me around the next time you are reincarnated!" Lin Yanyan said his final goodbye to him.

"Yan, let go of Xiaobao!" At the critical moment, Lin Ma came to save people.

"Don't let it go, he tore up my photo!" The two of them remained at a stalemate.

"If you don't let it go, your brother will be out of breath!" Situ Lingfang was so anxious that she jumped to her feet, but her height of 165 looked very pale and weak in front of her female man's daughter.

"Don't let it go!" Yan Yan was still resolute, and Lin Zhibao's face began to turn purple.

"You—let him go!" Situ Lingfang was in a hurry and used the trick that women are used to fighting - pulling their hair.

Sure enough, Lin Yanyan was in pain and immediately let go.

"Ahem, ahem—" Lin Zhibao finally breathed in the fresh air and coughed non-stop.

"Mom, am I your own?" Lin Yanyan blew her nose and glared, angry.

"No, I can't give birth to something as ruthless as you!" Situ Lingfang's mouth is also very powerful, it seems that someone is her true inheritance.

"Don't make a fuss, your dad is still sleeping!"

"Be quiet for the old lady!"

Situ Lingfang glanced at the two of them fiercely, just like when he was a child, "I'm still making juice, you guys wait and drink!" ”

"Hmph—eccentric!"

Lin Yanyan watched her mother go out, Situ Lingfang glared back when she heard her muttering, she quickly smiled and said that she wanted a big glass of apple juice, and her mother went out with peace of mind.

"What is this?"

When Miss Lin retrieved the broken photo, she found that there were a lot of strange materials on Lin Zhibao's desk, and most of them were densely packed in English.

Not only that, but his computer page also stays on an English-language website.

“PTSD？” She saw a word that appeared frequently.

"Lin Zhibao, what the hell is this?" Lin Yanyan knocked on the things on the table.

"Materials!" Lin Zhibao hurriedly closed the page and put away the things on the table, as if someone had spied on some unsavory secret.

"Wait a minute! Show me! ”

It's okay if you don't collect it, there will definitely be ghosts when you collect it.

Yan Yan pressed Lin Zhibao's wrist, with a posture that he had to see.

Someone has been unusually sensitive recently, and may have been possessed by Aunt Wang next door.

"It's okay to show you, but—you have to promise not to tell your parents!" Lin Zhibao mysteriously let go of his hand.

Miss Lin didn't see anything after reading it for a long time, mainly because her English was really bad, she didn't know anything except the big words PTSD, and she didn't understand the sentences that were put together.

"What the hell is this?" Lin Yanyan's smile signal is unknown.

"Didn't you read it?" Lin Zhibao was stunned, not knowing what the old lady meant, whether she remembered something.

"Uh-that-I don't know English well, don't you know?" Yan Yan's modest and smirking appearance makes people hairy.

"Oh yes, I really forgot!" Lin Zhibao instantly relaxed, and his tightly twisted eyebrows relaxed.

"So—what the hell is this?" Lin Yanyan knocked again.

"What does PTSD stand for?" She was very interested.

"Well—nothing, some information from the company." Lin Zhibao is at ease.

"Actually, our company is a multinational company!" He added with a fluttering eyebrow, but his expression made Ran a little suspicious.

Lin Yanyan actually didn't believe this little bastard's words, but it was not good to ask further, it would only make him seem more LOW, and besides, someone would have more tricks to make fun of him in the future.

She secretly wrote down these letters, planning to wait for herself to go back to Baidu to see what this little ghost was doing.

"The juice is ready!"

Situ Lingfang shouted outside, and the two got up one after another.