Zan Jinyu got into the car.

He quickly took out his mobile phone, dialed the number, and quickly cut it off the moment he dialed it again.

He sat in the car and thought silently, thinking that it shouldn't be, he was just a child.

He looked at the two words Qu Ming on his phone, fell into melancholy, and then remembered the vague fragrance, if it wasn't for his good nose, not many people dared to move the painting, he might not be able to smell it, but that smell did belong to that teenager.

How can a teenager have such a pleasant fragrance on his body?

Zan Jinyu looked at the word Qu Ming on the phone and fell into melancholy.

……

Zan Jinyu returned to his home, walked into the formation, meditated quietly, and he didn't sleep all night.

Bright but dreamless all night, I slept well.

She already knew what happened to the Zan family yesterday from the dumpling, and the head of the Zan family tossed all night, and early in the morning took the painting to invite experts to appraise it, and then took the painting to meet the original owner of the painting.

The owner was pleasantly surprised and said that the painting was real, and the head of the Zan family put a heart in his stomach, and went to Zan Jinyu with good news to take the opportunity to walk around and brush his favorability, but he ate Zan Jinyu's closed door.

When the dumpling said this, he snorted proudly, "You deserve it!" In the past, they ignored the son of luck, but now they can't climb high, is the son of luck so easy to touch? ”

Mingmei: "Why does he need a formation?" What do you need a formation for? ”

Fan Tuanzi was speechless, and when he didn't know how to answer, the main system finally killed the mutant virus and sent the information of the son of luck, and Fan Tuanzi hurriedly said: "I'll send you, you can see for yourself." ”

Mingmei raised her eyebrows in surprise and smiled, but she didn't say anything after all.

She carefully filtered the message from the dough.

Zan Jinyu's life experience is roughly the same as what he described, but the information provided by the system is more detailed and more miserable, and Zan Jinyu can ignore the details when he tells it, and it doesn't seem so miserable.

It is not easy for a child who grows up in a big family to implement the mountain.

Zan Jinyu was not only predicted by the Zan family, but also because of his special physique, which was not obvious when he was young, and when he reached adulthood, he had to arrange his room into a special formation to form a special magnetic field to suppress it, otherwise, his eyes would be inexplicably painful, as if someone was about to gouge out his eyeballs.

Fortunately, the adult Zan Jinyu has the ability to arrange such a formation, and he has not borrowed the power of the Zan family at all, so he has no desire for the Zan family, and the Zan family is helpless against him.

Mingmei thought about it for a while and understood that it was probably because Zan Jinyu's luck was incomplete, so there would be such drawbacks, and after finding the son of pseudo-luck and recovering all the luck, everything would be fine.

Bright Sunny packed up her things and went to school.

At the school gate, I met Xia Huiying.

At this time, Xia Huiying was in a very bad state, there was some mental trance, as if she had not slept peacefully, she saw the brightness, first shrank for a moment, and then said boldly: "This vase is for you, you go and return it to Qu Donghong." ”

Mingmei glanced at the vase, the red swimming fish on the vase became more and more vivid, and it felt as if it could jump out of the vase at any time, flexible and realistic, as for Xia Huiying, she looked like she was dying.

It seems that this vase is also the same as Luo Yueyao, after seizing the longevity noodles of several people one after another, she was a little unbearable, and in a short period of time, Xia Huiying was sucked into this appearance?

She didn't pay attention to Xia Huiying, but walked straight inside.

Xia Huiying was in a hurry, and hurriedly stopped her, just wanting to stuff the vase into Mingmei's arms.