Fancy froze on the spot and couldn't move.

No matter what kind of injuries the tasker suffers in the world, even if he is disabled or old, even if he only has one breath, he can recover as long as he returns to the book city world.

Why is Tang Yulin still ......

Tang Yulin pulled the corners of his mouth when he saw her, as if he wanted to squeeze out a smile, but failed.

She stretched out her hand to the fancy and said with red eyes:

"Whistle, hug me."

Fancy walked over and hugged her tightly.

Tang Yulin lay on her shoulder, sobbing silently.

Fancy tears were about to fall, patting her back to comfort her, and comforting herself.

Tang Yulin cried on her shoulder until she fell asleep.

Fancy gently put her on the bed, covered with the quilt, and went out.

It's good to be able to cry, but I'm afraid to hold it in my heart.

The ancestor was waiting for her in the studio downstairs, and when he went in, he took a pack of cigarettes from his drawer, took out one, and lit it.

She had barely taken two puffs when she saw him take one out of his mouth, put it in his mouth, approached her, and lit it with the spark of her cigarette butt.

Looking at his contoured perfect side face, smelling the smoke of the two blending together, a little shaky.

But she still remembered that she had something serious to ask, pushed him away, pulled him away, and asked:

"Why can't she recover from her injuries?"

The ancestor leaned over again, spit out a puff of her cigarette, and before she could get angry,

Naturally, he wrapped his arms around her from behind, took her in his arms, and said between her necks:

"The gunner's text is like this, irreversible, irreversible, and the injuries suffered in it will accompany the missionist for the rest of his life."

Where can the fancy still care about being taken advantage of, and asked:

"Isn't there a way to recover?"

The ancestor was not surprised that she would ask this, and said:

"I don't dare to say absolutely, but at the moment, I can't help it."

"What only a gunslinger would be like this?" Fancy is really incomprehensible.

The ancestor shook his head and said: "This is true not only for the gunman text, but also for the 'chaotic stewed text' with more than two books, because these books are not allowed to be recognized by the book city world, and to put it bluntly, they are illegal, and if they are not legal, there is no corresponding guarantee." ”

Fancy momentarily thought of the blood moon's alien pupils.

Auntie told her that Blood Moon's red eyes were not an ability, but were injured and half-blind.

This is also the reason why he likes to wear a black cloak and cover his eyes with a hat.

At the time, it was fancy and strange, but now that I think about it, the superimposed text is not only twice as difficult, but also has no life support...... Those who dare to take it are ruthless.

She really couldn't imagine what Tang Yulin had experienced inside.

"Tomorrow I'll take the rainforest to the deep sea of memory." Fancy said.

Compared with the physical injury, what Hua Huan is most worried about is that it has left an indelible psychological wound to Tang Yulin.

But if you have the help of the Nightmare Girl, it's not a big deal.

In fact, at this point, the fancy breath was also put down.

People are still alive, and it doesn't matter what injuries they have.

Time restores everything.

Taking advantage of her inattention, the ancestor took the cigarette from between her fingers and said:

"The Nightmare Girl is not in the memory of Shenhai, she has run out to play these days."

Fancy was stunned for a moment, and blurted out:

"You know her whereabouts inside and out."

A little sour.

The man suddenly picked her up, rolled her over, and made her straddle his lap and face him.

Fancy hurriedly put his arms around his neck to prevent himself from falling.

As soon as she sat down, she was gagged, and her lips and teeth were full of cigarette smoke.

Fancy was stunned for a second, hugged him tightly, and responded mercilessly.

I don't know when my clothes fell to the ground.

In the midst of the firewood, Fancy suddenly heard his inexplicable order:

"Whistle, make me a pair of shoes."

Fancy wished to sleep with him now, where could he care about his sudden gibberish, ignored him, and reached to unbutton his shirt.

The man suddenly grabbed her hand and repeated:

"Make me a pair of shoes."

Fancy, anxious and angry: "What shoes, there are a bunch of shoes I bought for you in your bedroom, and most of them have not been worn by you!" Hurry up, don't talk nonsense, undress! ”

She's actually coveted this damn man for a long time.

But this person wears strict clothes all day long, and he looks innocent and has no interest in her.

It's rare for him to take the initiative to convulsion, of course, he can't miss it.

The ancestor seemed to be screwed on suddenly, and if she didn't agree, he grabbed his collar and didn't take it off.

In the end, fancy or compromise:

"You are my ancestor! Do it for you! Do it for you! Alright, let's do it quickly! ”

Her back was heavily slumped on the soft bed......

The moment at the peak of happiness, a fancy flash of inspiration, shoes?

Make shoes for him?

When she was teasing empty ears, she said that she would give him shoes made by herself!

cao？

This man even eats the vinegar of the plot characters??

No wonder she took the initiative, this is specifically to catch her on the bait.

......

The next day, Fancy opened his eyes in a trance, but before he could fully open them, the tear mole in the corner of his eye was suddenly kissed.

Push him away like a fancy scumbag:

"You go away, bitch, I don't love you anymore."

I was crazy enough last night, I barely slept much,

If Xiao An and Tang Yulin hadn't lived here, he would have taken her to do every room.

The ancestor reached out and pinched her waist, then wrapped in the quilt and carried her to the bathroom and took a bath together.

By the time I stepped out of the bedroom door, it was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

Fancy to see the Tang Rainforest.

Xiao An was downstairs holding potato chips to watch anime, and when he saw his brother coming down alone, he let out a tsk and was ambiguous, and drove up:

"Did you do 'morning exercises'?"

The ancestor was indifferent to the car parked in front of him, and spit out three words:

"Get out of here."

Xiao An jumped up:

"You can unload the mill and kill the donkey, in order to bring your girlfriend's girlfriend out, I offended all the gunmen to death, these people are outlaws, especially careful, I will definitely be in vain in the future, you don't know how to compensate me, and let me go, Wu Zixu, you hurt my heart too much."

Saying this, he made an exaggerated action of ten thousand arrows piercing his heart, and "died" straight on the sofa in the living room.

The ancestor glanced at him and said:

"You can choose the props in my studio."

Xiao An wanted this sentence, resurrected on the spot in a second, like a bandit, and rushed into his studio.

Xiao An said while picking:

"But Zixu, in recent years, the gunmen have become more and more arrogant, and if they don't have enough people, they will kidnap people, and most of the missionaries who have disappeared from the female frequency are brought into the gunner by them, and they are no different from human traffickers, should we take care of it?"

The ancestor was silent for two seconds and said:

"You can find the Wen Demon and them, I won't participate."

Xiao An snorted and said:

"Sure enough, people with family members are different, you have to scruple about everything, you don't take over the task with us anymore, you plan to retire in advance."

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