When I returned to the room, I was lying on the bed with no image at all.

The little ginseng survived and curled up under Cangran's arm, which was very cute.

In fact, Cang Ran has not deliberately hidden her identity, because she knows that sooner or later, someone will find out.

She also knew that the first person must be Wei Banmad.

Although she was ready, she didn't expect that when she was really poked, she would still have some feelings.

It's been so long that she's even forgetting that she still has an ontology.

He stretched out his hand and looked at the chandelier.

Thinking of the past of fighting, she smiled bloodthirsty, she really missed that time when she did whatever she wanted.

How many people opposed her prosperity, and how many people died at her hands because of opposition.

It will be a success, not to mention the establishment of a new regime and a new civilization.

So none of this can escape the killing.

At first, I didn't adapt to modern life, but now I feel that this is better than the days of licking blood from the knife before.

Dragons? If it's just a dragon, it's a little too embarrassing to key her identity, and she wants to laugh when she is embarrassed.

didn't want to mention what had happened, Cangran withdrew his legs, hugged the little ginseng and fell asleep.

Not to mention, the little ginseng feels really good.

The key is that the spirit of flowers and plants is the spirit of heaven and earth, and no matter who is around him, there will be a sense of happiness.

Just when he was about to fall asleep in a daze, the little ginseng talked in his sleep and muttered a word of Daddy.

"The little thing has a good conscience."

Hearing him call Daddy, Cangran felt that his conscienceless problem should indeed be changed.

Because she was too busy and accidentally put Wu Qianqian behind, it caused such a result.

Now because she is too busy, she didn't even think about Qi Che, if it wasn't for the little ginseng mentioning it, she probably fell asleep.

The strange thing is that when I think of Qi Che in the dead of night, I have a strange feeling in my heart.

When I think back to the time when he left, it was also such a night.

Four Seasons Butterfly gave it to him, and I don't know how he studied it.

Just as I was thinking about it, a butterfly suddenly flew in the door.

The window was closed, and the butterflies came in through it as if there was no barrier at all.

"Four seasons butterfly?" Cangran stretched out her fingers, and the butterfly slowly landed on her fingertips.

It seems that Qi Che has studied and understood.

Four Seasons Butterfly was a spell for war reporting in her time.

It can transmit messages, and if caught by an enemy, it will dissipate instantly, leaving no message behind, and the caster will also be sensed when he dissipates, so that he can prepare for the next step.

Cang Ran looked at this crystal clear butterfly, only to see that it turned into a little fluorescence in the air.

"Do you like tea?"

It's such a simple five words, and it's worth using the Four Seasons Butterfly?

Isn't there a mobile phone? Wouldn't it be nice to send a text message.

This kind of butterfly is a one-off, with one less one, that day it was a whim to draw some, now to let Cang Ran paint, she doesn't want to waste that energy.

Picking up her phone, she edited a message to Qi Che.

"It tastes good, I'm going to sleep."

Simple and clear, he answered his questions and talked about his current situation.

didn't know that she talked about the sky directly.

Qi Che tossed and turned on the bed on her mobile phone for more than half an hour, and she didn't know what to give her back.

The tone seemed to be a little impatient, as if I didn't want to continue talking......