They were now sitting in the stretch car of Mark and Flowers, smelling the high-end aromatherapy and asking, feeling that they had really ascended to heaven.

"Actually, you also know......" Hua Hua seemed to be thinking about how to explain this more reasonably, "We are from the Qing Dynasty, to be precise, at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and the Qing court's family was almost ruined at that time......"

"But we want to eat and drink spicy Rolls-Royce." Mark said.

"shut up!" The flower roared, and Mark shut up.

"Money became very important when the world of antiquities became civilized, and when Mark and I got married, we decided to start our own business. And at this time, we picked up a book on economics. ”

"We stole it from the library next door, to be exact." Mark added, "That librarian is a stupid X......"

The flowers look especially desperate.

"Then we gave it a try, and who knew it would be so successful."

"Our company went public in New York last year, Loser!" Mark pointed to the screen behind Wanwan, and it was clear that their stock was doing well.

"We also donated a sum of money to the museum, you see," Hua said, pulling out a note from her purse, "and that's the receipt given at the time of the donation." ”

Then he glared back at Mark, who said, "Actually, we just want to avoid taxes." He swallowed it back.

Rong Jiao decisively took out a handcuff from the corner of the car and restrained Wanwan - he was really wise, because Wanwan already wanted to pounce on it and beg for support - she found that the purse of the flower turned out to be Hermes's!

"You should remember the agreement we signed at that time, Flowers, we can't leave the museum easily, unless we have a baby, or get seriously ill, or ......" Rong Jiao took a deep breath.

"Or when we're going to leave this world." The flowers look a little weak. Restlessly playing with his thumbs.

Civilization in the machine spirit world has only just begun, and there is only one rule, that is, machine spirits must not leave the confines of museums, unless they need medical attention, or the body is about to die - as a humanitarian concern, before the body dies, the machine spirit can go out and have a look.

"Sounds so sad." Wanwan's tone was full of sympathy. "Isn't this like going to prison? Or life imprisonment. ”

Rong Jiao turned his head: "Do you think that human beings will not be sad when they squat in a wooden matchbox after squatting in a wooden matchbox every day?" ”

Mark began to applaud, and the flower glared at her.

And Rong Jiao is the person in charge of the Machine Spirit Hospital, and Hua Hua is the person in charge of approving the machine spirit to go out.

"Do you have ...... Using power for personal gain, let out the cultural relics that should not be out? "Rong Jiao's aura instantly became very powerful.

"I did it, I let the pixiu (pí xiū) out." Mark calmly drank a martini and said, "He's a very competent CEO and ...... It is harmless. ”

Mark accentuated the last three words, a sly smile in his eyes.

"You've been removed, Flower." Rong Jiao glanced at his phone and said.

Mark slammed the glass down on the small table and straightened his back.

"It's just a few days in a row to buy drunk, and it's not ......"

Rong Jiao ignored her, shrugged his shoulders, and said helplessly: "I also want to help you, but I can't help it." Tonight when you're drunk, another machine spirit escapes......"

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers.

"Like, my brother." A man in a pink apron suddenly appears in the middle of Wanwan and Rongjiao.

Wanwan: "? ”

The flowers looked terrible, and Mark pursed his lips.

The man in the pink apron smiled and stretched out his hand to Wanwan: "Hello, my name is Chuck."

Wanwan was a little confused, and her mouth opened into an O-shape for a while, and shrunk into an A-shape for a while.

"I didn't even know you were married, Rong Jiao, time flies too fast. The last time we saw each other was more than a hundred years ago. ”

The man smiled and pushed his glasses, very gentle and dark-bellied.

As soon as Wanwan wanted to explain that he and Rong Jiao were not in a relationship, Chuck asked with a smile again, "Do you want a piece of cake?" Even though there weren't many strawberries in the winter, I managed to get some. ”

As he spoke, with a flick of his finger, a large piece of strawberry cream cake floated in the air.

Wanwan was stunned again, but she still remembered to thank you.

"Oh, don't look at me like that," Chuck said with a shrug of his shoulders and to Jung, "You know, it's boring to be in a museum, so we quickly started mimicking the human way of life and having some fun with ourselves." That's why I set up the black market. In fact, even if it is so hard every day, I can barely eat half full. ”

Mark crossed his arms and snorted.

Rong Jiao also hugged his arms and said lukewarmly: "It's not easy for you to eat half full." ”

Chuck spread his hands innocently, his eyes like stars in the sky.

I didn't know what to say in the evening, so I had to eat the cake in a big gulp. Although she was still handcuffed, it did not affect her speed of eating cake in the slightest.

Chuck seemed pleased with her good appetite and smiled even more.

"Your brother, also ran out?" Flower whispered. A pair of eyes were filled with tears.

Chuck withdrew his gaze from Wanwan, and said with a smile: "Actually, it's not the main culprit, you know, the guy in "Snow Scene" has been very irritable recently, and the jade pipe pen is his loyal fan, in order to make his idol happy, he went to pry the box where you put the seal - the jade pipe pen was brought in the palace before, and he learned the skills of petty theft from the palace maid and eunuch. As soon as the two of them went out, they ran out in a hurry. ”

"Then why don't you stop them?" The flower said through gritted teeth.

"I was watching a newly updated chapter of The Domineering President's Little Wife...... So...... "Chuck looks apologetic."

Rong Jia and Mark actually had "I understand you very well" expressions. Late and late collapsed, their hobby of machine spirits is really special.

"Who the hell ran out? Except for your dear brother and "Snow Scene and Cold Forest" and its little fan brother? ”

"I don't know," Chuck began to play Mark's console, "and they burned the roster before leaving." ”

Rong Jiao's face twitched slightly.

The flower completely collapsed and hugged its head.

"We can help get back what ran away and make up for it." Mark was very calm, took out his brush, brushed it, and signed a check. Then he began to stroke the back of the flower - the flower cried so much that it convulsed.

Rong Ji took the check, and couldn't count the zeros on it.

"Let's go," Rong Jiao was about to get out of the car with Wanwan's hand, Chuck intimately handed over a wet towel, and took the opportunity to whisper in Wanwan's ear: "Actually, I burned the roster, so I can't find them, it's too interesting, isn't it?" ”

Looking at Chuck's gentle smile, there was a chill in the evening.

"I'm glutton, it's upstairs in your store, and the black tea cookies you roast taste really good. You can always come to me to play, my brother ran away and I was the only one left in the house, it was so boring. Chuck said and started playing again.

I got out of the car in a daze, and I vaguely remembered that it was no wonder that the cookies that were baked recently were always "whoosh" and disappeared all at once.

On the way home, Rong Jiao kept silent, and sat on the back hanger at night, so he had to keep silent. However, Rong Jiao's text message prompt sound non-stop. At night, through the heavy cold-proof clothing, you can feel that the body temperature of Rong Mustard is getting lower and lower. I just hope I can get home quickly.

“What the hell!” As soon as he turned on the light at the door, Rong Jiao threw out his gloves in one fell swoop.

The high-end imported wool blanket in the living room was full of ink, and the persuasion monument was diligently wiping the dirty place with a rag. Xiao Hei crouched aside, fiddling with three ancient books with his paws—although the spine of the three books was caught in a rat trap, they were still chattering and scolding each other, and ink was splashing everywhere.

Rong Jiao completely collapsed, waving his hands exaggeratedly: "I've had enough!" I've really had enough! A gluttony who wanders around outside is not enough, and there is a little thing that is only good at knocking on doors and picking locks, that "Snow Scene"! Ah, what else is it not satisfied with! And a whole bunch, a whole bunch that we don't even know what it is! ”

Both Persuasion Monument and Xiao Hei were frightened, staring at Rong Ji with blank eyes. The three books stopped shouting, as if they were trying to swallow their saliva back.

Wanwan just thought about going to hot milk for Rong Jia to drink, but Rong Jia had already hugged her, buried her beautiful head in Wanwan's shoulder and cried.

"It's a big deal."

"yes, I know."

"We have to get them all back, or something bad will happen."

"yes, I know." Wanwan said while patting Rong Jiao's shoulder. In fact, this is more difficult for her, and she still has handcuffs on her hands.

"Don't worry, even if you lose your job, I can go to the door of our museum to sell fritters to support you."

Rong Jiao suddenly raised his head: "What did you say?" ”

"I-sell-oil-strip-raise-you!" Beat xiong with a small fist in the evening, like a soldier taking an oath: "The lot at the entrance of our unit is good, and the fritters sold elsewhere for one dollar can be sold for five yuan at the door of our unit." ”

Rong Jiao held Wanwan's shoulder, his eyes lit up: "You don't know how smart you are!! ”

Wanwan: "Huh? Are you sure you're not telling a joke? ”

Xiao Hei and the persuasion monument are petrified.

One of the three books began to spray ink again: "Oh, my predecessor was right, 'In the eyes of lovers'. ”

Rong Jiao was excitedly wandering around the living room, waving his hands and saying, "Sanyang Bottle is going to hold a concert in your pavilion next month." Those three sheep are superstars in the machine spirit world, not to mention that there are a few dried corpses in Turpan to dance with them, and all the machine spirits will be present at that time......"

"We're going to wait for the rabbit?" Wanwan also understood. How easy it was to solve this problem?

"Maybe we won't be able to catch them all, but we can just grab a few of them." Rong Ji said as he happily opened the piano lid.

"Oh! No! When I heard the prelude to Jacky Cheung's super difficult song "Love You So Much That It Hurts", I hurriedly took the hot milk back to the room and put on earplugs by the way. Rong Jiao played and sang at the same time, quite intoxicated. In less than two seconds, the persuasion monument knocked on Wanwan's door, and came in with Xiao Hei in his arms, asking for refuge.

She didn't get up until eight o'clock the next morning, and her first reaction was "Lie down!" It's going to be late! The second reaction was, "Emma, I'm scared to death, it's Monday and the museum is closed." ”

I lay in bed for a while, and only got up late to wash. Those three books are much more honest, and as soon as I saw her, I began to review myself in a proper manner, promising never to do it again.

Wanwan curiously picked it up and found that they turned out to be "Dream of Red Mansions", "Jin Ping Mei" and "Strange Tales from Liaozhai"!

What a wonderful combination!!

"Last night, "Dream of Red Mansions" and "Jin Ping Mei" sat on the sofa together on TV, and it happened to be "Strange Tales from Liaozhai". The two of them began to complain that "Strange Tales" was too short. Because "Strange Tales from Liao Zhai" is a collection of stories one after another, while "Dream of Red Mansions" and "Jin Ping Mei" tell the same story from beginning to end. Then "Strange Tales" crawled out of the TV and quarreled with the two of them. Ask them where they are short, it's obviously very long-lasting. ”

Dunhuang Feitian, who was still drinking morning tea on the wall behind the TV, briefly talked about what happened last night. Wanwan forced back a smile, so that she would not swallow the toothpaste foam carelessly.

At this moment, a text message suddenly came to her hand.

Tell Rong Jia that the plum bottle is about to get on the plane. It bought a passport from the black market two days ago at a high price.

-Always love you Chuck