Masha, a master-level Frankenstein of the Freudian School of Danger who needs to bite his tongue and commit suicide when he meets, wakes up from his sleep.

That's right, sleep, he traveled through so many days, and finally dreamed, he dreamed that he was still the programmer who worked overtime all day, and he had to be pulled to team building from time to time.

However, the little girl I saw in the team building this time seemed to have a heart for him, and Masha was struggling with whether to believe the love that a wine girl said, and the department head suddenly broke in the door and shouted: "You are finally exposed, you Freudian guy, even the wine girl has been brainwashed by you into an infatuated girl!" ”

Masha wakes up at this critical juncture in the plot.

It's a little unpleasant.

I want to see the follow-up.

Speaking of this world, there are so many feudal elements left in the Dahua Empire, could it be that there is also that kind of girl in the Qinglou here who sells her art but does not sell herself?

Ma Sha shook his head, sat up, and snuffed out his dream: What do you think, this kind of performance is not sold out, most of them are prostituted by modern people, you see in ancient works, Du Shi Niang's top Qinglou geisha is also a "thousand sails".

Feng Menglong, the original author of "Du Shi Niang's Angry Sinking Hundred Treasure Chests", is a serious ancient literati, and the ancient literati have not gone to the Qinglou to hug the girl and write poems, so is it still called a literati? He must be a clear man for Qinglou, and the so-called art comes from life.

Ma Sha, who had extinguished his unreasonable delusions, yawned and went out of the room, first went to the observation room to say hello to the skeleton shelf he had moved to the window, said good morning, and then turned around and went to the command center.

He had completely forgotten about freshening up.

It's normal, and a programmer who has lived alone for three years often forgets to freshen up — unless he thinks about a girl in the same building who is on the same elevator.

Masha sat directly in front of the access console and flipped the projection switch - wait, just pull it like this, will you see a scene that doesn't fit right?

However, Ma Sha has already descended to his sister Ma Xiaomei as a perspective essence.

Ma Xiaomei was eating breakfast.

It seems to be on the floor where the uncle's family is located, and it seems that the Ma family did not have a family dinner this morning.

Thinking about it, half of the family died all at once, and even the old lady who liked to get together with a large family was dead, and the old man probably wasn't in the mood for dinner.

- The little girl is going out today, although I told her to bring more bodyguards, but she is still a little panicked.

- The most important thing is that although the little guy patted his chest and promised that he would not reveal that he was going to the black market, he ......

Ma Sha was worried, when he heard the little girl who had just finished eating the noodles on the plate in front of her speak: "Dad, I'm going to meet netizens today." ”

Ma Sha, as a perspective master, can't spray water, otherwise she would have sprayed the little girl a long time ago.

- What is it? You tell your dad directly?

Ma Ziqiang put down the newspaper and stared at the little girl: "What? Today? No way! I don't know how many Frankenstein people are staring at you now, just because your brother has a relationship with the new Taidou and has also received the magic weapon given by Taidou! ”

- Look, there's no way you're going to get out!

"Dad, if you don't worry, come with me." The little girl said nonchalantly, "Bring your bodyguards, bring more, Frankenstein won't attack me after seeing you, Dad, right?" ”

- Huh?

Masha was shocked.

Also、Is there such an operation?

No, no, let Ma Ziqiang go with you, won't everything be exposed?

The little girl said to Ma Ziqiang, who looked hesitant: "However, when I see netizens, you are not allowed to get too close, you have to wait outside the store, and you have to watch from a distance when we go to play, so that my netizens can't find out!" ”

Ma Ziqiang finally spoke: "What kind of netizen is it, male?" ”

"Well, it's an e-sports streamer, and it's great to play the Honor League, maybe you can win the world championship this year."

"This, this, if your father works hard, it is possible to win the championship in the World Magic Competition!"

"The World Magic Contest is not pretty! Both sides are full of defenses and throw magic at each other, boring! The Glory League competition is exciting! ”

Ma Ziqiang looked like he had been slapped on his face, a little pitiful.

"I'm going!" Ma Xiaomei began to play tricks, "If you don't let me go, I won't eat!" ”

"Don't! No, I haven't eaten the eggs yet! Ma Xiaomei's mother shouted, "If you don't eat eggs, you won't grow up, and you won't have breasts!" Eat! ”

"I don't eat! If you don't grow, you won't grow! Anyway, I can't even go to see netizens! ”

Xiaomei's mother poked Ma Ziqiang's arm with her elbow: "You just accompany her, if you can still have an accident with you, doesn't that mean that it is dangerous to stay at home." ”

"There is self-reliance in addition to me at home, that's different, self-reliance is much more than I can fight." Ma Ziqiang said so, but the expression on his face loosened, "Okay, Dad will accompany you." But you have to tell Dad first, who is that netizen. ”

The little girl seemed to have been waiting for this sentence for a long time, and took out her mobile phone directly: "Look, this is it, handsome, right?" ”

Ma Sha turned his perspective and saw a photo of Jiangcheng Road on the phone screen.

"Oh, it's okay. But...... You're only 10 years old! ”

"yes, I'm only ten years old, so what are you worried about, Dad?" The little girl asked, "I'm not even old enough to fall in love!" I haven't even had pimples yet! ”

As a Freudian eccentric, Masha found that Ma Ziqiang actually felt that the little girl had a point.

This little guy was born with the Freudian school - no, she doesn't have theories and doesn't play psychology, she's a big fool!

It's the big flicker school of "you stomp you are numb".

Ma Ziqiang sighed: "Okay, you eat the eggs, I'll go with you to meet netizens." ”

"Okay, dad is the best. Poop one! The little girl kissed her.

Ma Ziqiang blossomed.

His wife stepped on him under the table: "Although you are not a Hou Ye, you are also a general, and you are a bit promising." ”

Here, the little girl quickly peeled off the shell of the boiled egg, dipped it in soy sauce and ate it in two bites.

It can be seen that she doesn't hate eggs at all.

Then she picked up the cup, poured a large glass of fresh milk from the jug, and drank it with a clatter.

- Hey, how do I feel, this little guy actually wants to grow taller and make a big wave?

Ma Sha was complaining, and his sister took another plate of glutinous rice chicken: "I'll go change my clothes, and take this back to the room to eat." ”

Ma Sha was so moved, he knew that this glutinous rice chicken was prepared for him.

Although the little girl had gone for a walk in Ma's warehouse yesterday and stole a lot of food from Ma Sha, Ma Sha was still very touched to be able to eat hot glutinous rice chicken.

- This little girl, she can still think of brushing up on my favor, it's terrible, I'm afraid I'm going to become a talker in a big family's house when I grow up.

As far as the ladies of the Ma family that Ma Sha sees now, they may not be able to fight the little girl who grew up.

Ma Sha found a gap and asked Enterprising Meow to steal the glutinous rice chicken back, and imagined the story of the little girl who grew up and entered the palace to start her career as a palace fighter.

It's going to be exciting.

- Insert a Freudian implant into the little girl, and I feel like I can experience the wonderful plot of being fought by the palace for myself.

- No, I'll have to find a chance to fool the little girl and give her another implant.

But if she could go to the black market today, the little girl would definitely buy a Freudian implant herself.

Marsha began to pray that there were no Freudian implants for sale on the black market today.

- Don't be afraid, according to Laifu, the implants that can be bought on the black market are also limited, and it all depends on luck.

He comforted himself in this way.