Hearing Meng Qianqiu's words, Wang Yifan was stunned for a moment, and sniffed his body carefully, only to find that there was indeed a peculiar smell of sewers.

I suddenly remembered that I smelled this smell when I first entered the sewer, and then I seemed to get used to it...... Could it be ...... Is he essentially a buried child?

At this moment, Wang Yifan's perception of himself has changed in his heart...... Originally, I thought I was a good child who loved cleanliness and loved learning!

"What are you doing, don't go to the shower yet!"

"Ahh

Wang Yifan hurriedly answered twice, and ran upstairs with a bang.

Meng Qianqiu looked at her upstairs figure from behind, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but have a hint of a smile. This kid is bold, not even a first-order, and dares to go down the sewer alone to fight those crazy miscellaneous people, which can be said to be very good.

At least he hadn't fought before he became a first-order, and even the fused genes were hunted with the help of his own teacher!

Thinking of the teacher, the expression on Meng Qianqiu's face paused, and the corners of his slightly upturned mouth instantly calmed down, and he once again returned to the listless appearance just now.

Everyone has their own past, everyone has things they don't want to talk about, or can't talk about to others.

Wang Yifan has always felt that his father is a person with a story, but who is not?

Originally, Wang Yifan thought that Meng Qianqiu lived in the small room on the first floor, but later learned that it was just a temporary resting place, and her real life was on the third floor.

The entire three floors, including the Internet café on the first and second floors, are all her personal property, and she can be said to be an absolute little rich woman.

Sometimes Wang Yifan even thinks about whether he wants to work hard to become the owner of this Internet café, and he may reach the peak of his life in an instant!

You can be happy when you think about it, there is wood!

If it weren't for the shadow in his brain that threatened his life anytime and anywhere, Wang Yifan really wouldn't have had such thoughts!

Although Meng Qianqiu is a little older than him, but so what? isn't it true that the female junior holds the gold bricks, and Meng Qianqiu just asks him to hold two pieces.

White skin, beautiful long legs, melon seed face, red phoenix eyes, hooking vermilion lips. It can be said that Meng Qianqiu can perfectly satisfy any of Wang Yifan's thoughts about mature women, whether it is the convex and backward figure, or the hearty and informal personality.

He shook his head and shook these inexplicable thoughts out of his mind.

Wang Yifan started to take a bath, and naturally there was no such bloody plot as common in online novels, and he found some underwear and other things in the bathroom.

I have to say that I am still a little disappointed in my heart. As a new generation of young people who have been poisoned by online novels, taking a bath in a house of the opposite sex, inexplicably always hoping that something will happen in the bathroom.

Then I looked carefully, and I really found it.

Panties, velvet pants, fleece jackets, and coats, neatly placed in a neat set, inside and out, are men's, and new.

Inexplicably, Wang Yifan was a little moved in his heart, it seemed that it was the first time in this world that someone was so good to him except for his mother Xu Hui.

Throw away the dirty clothes he took off, Wang Yifan put on the clothes prepared by Sister Meng, don't say, Sister Meng's vision is really good!

Not only does the size fit, but it also suits your style very well!

Standing in front of the mirror, Wang Yifan looked at the handsome young man in the mirror, smiled, and showed a row of white teeth!

This kid is so handsome!

The overall style is a mix of black and white, from clothes to pants to shoes, it seems to be a series, and it looks exceptionally comfortable.

Wang Yifan likes this outfit very much, which makes him look sunny and handsome, in line with his age but slightly mature.

The only fly in the ointment is that he himself looks a little thin compared to his peers, which makes his clothes look slightly fat.

Although it is said that he has been practicing according to the moves on the training manual for a long time, his physical fitness has been improved in all aspects, beyond the limits of ordinary people.

But for some reason, the increase in strength and physique did not bring him a body that looked strong.

It's a little bit better than before, but it's still thin.

When Wang Yifan came down from upstairs, Meng Qianqiu was sitting in the bar. Most of the people who come here to surf the Internet are veteran players, basically in self-help mode, and they don't need her to do anything.

After all, this network manager is not very good-tempered...... If it weren't for the fact that he was really beautiful, I'm afraid the business would never be popular.

"Hey, you've got it done! this dress ......"

Seeing Wang Yifan coming down, Meng Qianqiu greeted him.

"Sister Meng, you are really so caring!

I'll tell you, even though you're really good-looking, I'm still a kid......"

"You think too much!" Meng Qianqiu's black line directly interrupted Wang Yifan's words: "I prepared this dress for my younger brother, and today he has a holiday and comes back from school." ”

"Huh?"

Wang Yifan scratched his head a little embarrassed, and pretended to be calm and asked Meng Qianqiu: "Don't, Sister Meng, why have I never heard that you have a younger brother......?

While they were talking, suddenly a voice came from the door. "Sister, I'm coming to see you!"

Then Xingmengyuan's door was pushed open, and a young man with a height of more than 1.8 meters, strong muscles, and a tough sun came in from outside the door, covering the sun shining on Wang Yifan's body.

"Uh...... You talk, you talk, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first!"

Even if Wang Yifan is a scholar, he doesn't know if the scene just now can be fully expressed with the word embarrassment.

Walking on the road, Wang Yifan kicked the stones under his feet with some irritability.

Then I saw the new pair of black and white sneakers on my feet, my body stiffened a little awkwardly, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of my mouth.

Touching the back of his head, Wang Yifan was already planning to go home and ask for money. Although I didn't see what brand it was, no matter how you look at it, it's not cheap.

Anyway, it's definitely not enough for the hundred and eighty in his pocket.

On the other side, Xingmengyuan Internet Cafe.

Meng Qianqiu looked at this young man who was taller than himself and full of oppression. There was no expression on his face, and he asked lightly: "Why are you here?"

Although the young man called her sister, she did not refute it. But there was no half joy in her tone, but a sense of alienation similar to facing a stranger.

"Sister, it's been so many years...... Dad is also old, can't you still forgive him?"

Hearing the young man's words, Meng Qianqiu burst out laughing, looked up at the young man and asked rhetorically, "At the peak of the third-order transcendental, can the Black Flame Mage who has stepped into the intermediate ranks with one foot also get old?"

When he said this, black markings appeared on Meng Qianqiu's face, and his eyes turned into dark yellow vertical pupils, and a killing intent like a substance locked on the young man in front of him!