Wake up from a trance early in the morning. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The familiar house, the familiar sunshine and the young body have gradually become a norm in Zhao Han's life.

Get up, wash your face, brush your teeth, clean up your personal hygiene, and go downstairs for a morning run.

Half an hour of morning exercise is the goal that Zhao Han set for himself, and when he came back with soy milk fritters, the two chicks had already gotten up, the two were wearing white pajamas and fans were rubbing their eyes hazy, and they were still holding toothbrushes and towels for washing in their hands.

saw Zhao Han come back and said hello to him.

The two of them looked sluggish, and their voices were a little hoarse.

Zhao Han and the two of them nodded, put the soy milk and fritters on the table, signaled that they were buying breakfast for them, and then reflexively walked into their bedroom.

He knew what was going on with these two chicks, so he didn't ask anything more.

Zhao Han's memory had finally happened, but he was not at all happy that his prophetic foresight had arrived.

At least on this matter he couldn't be happier.

Just yesterday, the university where Tong Li and Zhang Yina are located held a party, the party was full of singing, dancing, and glory, and the college students who came here from Tiannan and Haibei laughed and showed their talents, opening the second page of college life.

But it was at this party that it was on the spot.

In an inconspicuous corner, someone's ordinary freshman casts a heavy shadow over what should have been a blessed party.

He's dead!

Within ten minutes of death, the body began to age rapidly, and eventually became an old man in his seventies and eighties.

He's a demon. Game for players!

Perhaps it was a coincidence that the two girls were next to this classmate who died inexplicably, watching the classmate in front of them grow from eighteen-year-old young and energetic to eighty-year-old, and heard the nursery rhyme that the classmate was chanting before he died......

[Big-headed doll shakes and shakes ......]

......

Shaking his head, Zhao Han cleared the thoughts in his mind, and said in his heart that these things had nothing to do with him.

Open the game client again and log in to the game with a slightly eerie background music.

After the bronze picture flowed, a paradise of birds and flowers appeared in front of his eyes.

Due to the synchronization of time and reality in the game, the Beast Soul Valley is also bright at this time.

The Yanyun Iron Riders were exercising in the morning under the leadership of Ye Weilan at this time, and the little dragon girl was reading a book in the corner of the carriage, and when she saw him wake up, she greeted him.

Little Dragon Girl: "Awake? ”

Zhao Han nodded and asked casually.

Zhao Han: "There was nothing wrong last night."

Get an affirmative answer, and a strange look.

The look seemed to ask him, what could be wrong?

Zhao Han was speechless and laughed dryly.

It's that he is too nervous, now they are still on the outskirts of the Beast Soul Valley, and they haven't even reached the defense line of the Beast Soul Hunter, so what trouble can they encounter.

At most, they were just a few soul beasts that broke into the vicinity, and these were really not troublesome for Yanyun Iron Cavalry, who had been fighting against aliens in the north all year round.

It's just a pity that you can't take its meat and add food to it after killing the soul beast.

After eating the breakfast on the table, someone stepped out of the carriage and saw Ye Weilan running around the camp with the soldiers.

The neat steps, the loud military horns, and some formations and rhythms that Zhao Han couldn't understand.

What Zhao Han couldn't understand the most was that at the end of the formation, the two lieutenants, Chi and Lu, held horsewhips in their hands and kept waving at the back of the crowd, and one after another Ling Qi fell on the soldiers at the end of the formation under the swing of the two.

And the soldiers who were in the back row and were whipped by the air flow did not say anything, but gritted their teeth and insisted on running, even though the samurai uniform on the back had been whipped out, and a trace of blood seeped out of it......

Shaking his head, Zhao Han controlled the character and said hello to Ye Weilan, wanting to go over and correct her practices, but before he could open the dialog box, the mobile phone on the computer desk on the side rang.

Pick up your phone and put it next to your ear.

There were no words for a long time, and then a greeting came from the other side.

"Why haven't you contacted me for so long?"

......

......

Qinghe Garden, this is the name of an upscale community in this third-tier city where Zhao Han lives.

The community is full of small duplex residences with detached families, coupled with a fairly good green environment, which is one of the most popular residences for some middle classes.

And Zhao Han came here at this time.

He was coming here to meet someone, someone who had left the deepest marks on his heart in his last life.

The area of Qinghe Garden is not too large, but it is compared to some high-class communities in some big cities, so he walked in the community for five minutes to reach his destination, a small single-family villa in the northwest corner.

He didn't knock on the door, but pulled out a key from under the side of the pot, opened the door and walked in.

"Xiao Han is here? Don't forget to take off your shoes! ”

Perhaps the door opened, and a question and answer came from inside the room.

Shaking his head with a wry smile, he put his things on the table beside him, and then took out a pair of blue and white slippers from the shoe cabinet to put on himself.

"You're not afraid of being a bad guy!"

He said as he stepped inside.

In the living room, a woman in a white lab coat was reclining on the sofa, holding a pillow in her hand and staring at the TV, which was playing children's programs such as Xiyangyang and Big Big Wolf, and I don't know why she was watching it so intently.

"Now, you want a barbecue!"

Putting the white plastic bag in his hand on the coffee table, Zhao Han went to the sofa and hugged the shoulder of the woman who was still watching TV and hugged it in his arms.

Surprisingly, the woman did not resist, but leaned on his shoulder, and stretched out a hand to take out the mutton skewers from the white bag and eat them.

The tranquil atmosphere, the slight chewing sound of the wolf and the woman eating on the TV, as if the world was like this, and as if it had been repeated a thousand times.

Ten minutes later, the TV turned into a breast enlargement advertisement, and the woman he was holding in his arms also finished the lamb skewers in her hand.

She turned her head to look at Zhao Han and didn't speak.

Someone touched his nose a little embarrassedly and let go of the hand holding him.

"Miss Teng, how old are you, why do you still look happy?"

The woman glanced at him and got up from the sofa, looking down at him with a height that was not much worse than Zhao Han.

After that, the woman showed a faint smile, and used the sofa cushion that she was still holding in her arms just now, and beat Zhao Han violently.

"You don't care if I look at it or not, sister, I'm keeping my innocence!"

"My sister still looks at desperate housewives, I don't need to tell you!"

"I'm very bold, I don't blush when I eat my tofu."

"You've got a lot of skills, right?"

The sofa cushions are soft, and they won't hurt even if they hit your body.

But Zhao Han still pretended to be very painful, and at the same time kept begging for mercy.

However, his pretentious appearance made people even more angry.

The attack from the pillow was even more violent......

Zhao Han is naturally not the kind of wood who doesn't fight back just after being beaten, he took advantage of the woman's rest to snatch the cushion in her hand, and started to shoot back at her with his backhand.

In exchange for several screams and begs for mercy from the woman.

The joke lasted for ten minutes, until Zhao Han threw the woman down on the sofa.

Both sides...

Heavy wheezing sound ....

It seems that time has stopped there.....

In addition to the joy and gray wolf that are still playing on the TV.

"Get up, stop making trouble!"

"Don't, you're soft, let me crawl for a while!"

"Hurry up and get out of here!"

The female voice had a hint of laughter and tears.

After Zhao Han finally got up from her, she stripped her long hair, which had been messed up, and gave him a blank look.

"What's going on with you and that ex-girlfriend of yours?"

"That girl came to my house some time ago and cried, you know?"

"I think that girl is fine, why did you remember to break up with her?"

The woman paused as she spoke, and then kicked Zhao Han with her bare feet.

"Go get me something to drink!"

Zhao Han shrugged his shoulders, got up and walked to the kitchen to open the refrigerator, and after opening the refrigerator door, he couldn't help but reach out and cover his forehead......

Speechless.

I saw that there were only two items in the refrigerator.

Green apples and cans of beer, nothing else.

"Miss Teng, do you dare to fill your refrigerator!"

"Unlike you, who can live on beer and apples, I haven't learned the ability to sleep in the open yet, can you leave me a way to live!"

"Sister, I'm all healthy food, do you like to eat it!"

A female voice came from the living room, and the voice was undisturbed.

A nostalgic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and Zhao Han took out a few cans of beer from the refrigerator.

"Poof"

He opened the tab and handed it to someone who was still eating.

"I'm not talking about you"

"Have you ever heard of a girl who weighs less than 100, is either flat-chested or short?"

Someone who was munching on a lamb skewer gave him a blank look, put the beer can on the table, and gave him a middle finger.

After she finally ate the lamb skewer in her hand, she picked up the beer and took a big sip of it with an indifferent expression.

"Am I short?"

"Uh....."

Zhao Han was speechless, who dares to say that this eldest lady is short?

One hundred and seventy-five centimeters tall, and it's still a net height!

I also like to wear thirteen cm high heels!!

"But that's not the point, right?"

As he spoke, Zhao Han glanced at someone's flat part with his eyes, revealing a sad expression......

(ps: I recommend a good book to everyone [Black Mountain Prison Master], Yuchen said that he went to Sanjiang this week, so envious!) ）

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