Lanna doesn't know why she can still think so much in such an emergency, shouldn't she run away at this time?

Milk cake hugged her, looked around, more and more malicious eyes looked over, they were unconsciously surrounded, I have to say, these little gangsters still have a set.

"Lanna, do you know what is the best way to deal with violence?" Milk Cake laughed.

"I don't know." Huddled in the arms of a man who had only seen two faces, Lanna's brain had been temporarily short-circuited, where was there logic to answer the question of milk cake, she just wanted to leave this place of right and wrong quickly.

Milk Cake touched her head, and stroked her hand down along her length, "Fighting violence with violence is the most effective, don't you believe that I hit a hundred of them at a time?" Then you can see clearly with your eyes open. ”

After saying that, the milk cake actually pulled Lanna into the alley. "Are you crazy?" Lanna's face turned pale with fright, but the hand of the milk cake was so tight that she couldn't break free in the slightest.

Seeing the two running into the alley, those who were about to come up to intercept them were stunned for a moment, thinking that these two people were stupid and chose the most dangerous path. Don't the little gangsters like to open films in small alleys the most? I've never experienced it, but I've watched TV!

Faces with sneers suddenly disappeared from the bustling streets and rushed into the dark and damp alleys.

Milk cake hugged Lanna and stood quietly in the alley, a dozen or so people divided into three directions, and just poured in from the three alleys, squeaking like rats in the sewers.

Milk Cake glanced at it, and only recognized the three girls who had just been lectured by him this morning, they all shrank behind a yellow-haired boy, babbling something, among them, the girl who was smashed by the can and bleeding, and the whole person was attached to the yellow-haired boy, splashing vigorously, and the face that was smeared red and purple was wrinkled, like a clown playing monkey.

The yellow-haired boy dangled an iron rod in his hand, as if showing off the slightly shaped muscles of his arm, and he walked ahead of the crowd with one hand in his pocket, a cigarette in his mouth, and staggered over step by step.

The milk cake was holding back his laughter, this walking posture was so funny, trembling and shivering, as if he was convulsive, but he had to hold back, otherwise it would ruin the atmosphere. The yellow-haired boy looked at the awkward expression of the milk cake, laughed loudly, smashed a stick on the milk cake's ear, knocked on the wall, and made a loud bang, which frightened Lanna's whole body to jump, lowered her head, curled up, and couldn't help bending her knees.

"Boy, I heard that you are very capable, move my woman?" The yellow-haired boy spat out a puff of smoke and shook his head with smoked milk cake, "Who the gave you the guts!" ”

As he spoke, the rest of the people also gathered around, making Lanna and the milk cake a mess. The air in the circle became muddy and unsettling, Lanna only felt that her mind was blank, the pressure that suffocated her, deprived her of the ability to think, she couldn't understand why this man was so stupid, he ran to hit people's guns, could he really shoot a hundred?

Milk Cake frowned, covered her nose and said, "Wow, your breath is so stinky, haven't you brushed your teeth in the morning?" It's so close! ”

The yellow-haired boy's smile froze instantly, and the yellow teeth looked very dazzling in the sun, especially when the milk cake said this, it was impossible to take his eyes off.

"What the do you say again?" The yellow-haired boy was furious, and smashed it down with a stick. He was fast, the milk cake was faster, and the stick was firmly grasped by his hand in mid-air, and at the same time, his knee was pushed up, just under the crotch of Huang Mao.

The milk cake snatched the stick and smashed it on the head, and before the yellow hair could feel the pain of the gun, he passed out, and a pool of blood flowed away, centered on the yellow hair's head, and spread around.

For a while, the whole alley was extremely quiet, and everyone froze in place, still maintaining their original expressions. Too soon, in the flash of lightning, their boss fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead. And the little white face in front of him was still playing with the blood-stained stick.

Milk Cake smiled, "Let's go together, or what?" ”

"Don't be sassy, there are a lot of us!"

"Yes, you wait, we can still call ......"

"Call your mother......" The milk cake was impatient, grabbed the stick and shook it indiscriminately, and a blood flower bloomed on the tip of the stick and withered. Seeing this, Milk Cake waved his stick and pointed forward, and everyone looked at the blood dripping from the tip of the stick, and their legs and stomachs trembled with fright.

"You, you, you......"

Milk Cake frowned, and the stick pointed at the person who spoke, "I, I, I...... What am I, me? ”

"Ah......h

This scream, like unscrewing the valve of a faucet, was like water, and it instantly infected other people, and then one after another screams resounded in this alley.

Milk Cake held the iron bar, his expression was a little sluggish, he thought that so many people could still deal with him for a while, but he didn't expect to be scared away like this? After all, it's just a bloodless gangster!

Lanna had already sat on the ground in fright, her face was bloodless, her eyes were scattered, and she couldn't believe what was happening in front of her. Who the hell is this teenager?

Milk Cake threw away the stick and quickly helped Lanna up, "I'm scared of you, I'm so sorry, are you okay?" ”

"Who the hell are you? Why help me? Why? Lanna twisted her body, flapping her hands wildly, saying that she would not let the milk cake touch her, and she often panicked when the darkness met the light, not knowing whether to embrace the light bravely or continue to cower in the shadows.

Seeing Lanna like this, Milk Cake didn't dare to step forward anymore, so she had to squat down and look at her, "Please believe me, I just want to protect you, I have no other meaning, I will definitely not hurt you." You helped me once, maybe you don't remember it yourself, but I do, and will remember it for a lifetime, so please let me send you home, okay? ”

"I ......" Lanna lowered her head and sobbed under her breath.

Milk cake gently picked up Lanna and walked slowly towards the house. Lanna didn't lead the way, she just leaned on the chest of the milk cake and numbly followed the footsteps of the milk cake. It wasn't until the custard stopped that Lanna consciously stood up straight.

"Well, you can go up by yourself, it's inconvenient for a boy to go to a girl's house." The milk cake let go of Lanna, and her face was flushed.

Lanna nodded, and was about to leave, when she suddenly turned around and held the hand of the milk cake,

"Will you come again tomorrow?"

Milk Cake smiled and took Lanna's hand, "Of course." Every day. ”

"Thank you."

……

Milk Cake hurriedly sorted out his messy fur in the room, and when he heard the familiar footsteps, he wagged his tail and stuck out his tongue and ran to the door to wait for his little master.

Lanna pushed open the door and saw the milk cake that pounced on her, "Eh, do you miss your mother?" ”

The milk cake happily rubbed against Lanna's face, and her whole body stuck to Lanna like kraft candy, greedily sucking the familiar body temperature, like a baby longing for its mother's embrace.

Lanna rubbed the soft fur of the milk cake, a little distracted, but soon returned to her usual gentle mother.

"It's stinky, it's time to take a shower."

"Wangwang......" milk cake barked happily a few times, and sighed again in his heart: It's good to be a dog.

……

It's still that bubble tea shop, Zhang Yue no longer needs to do ideological struggle, and continues to dutifully observe them with soul power. Sometimes, Zhang Yue feels that he is very perverted, but if the dog demon takes advantage of him to relax his vigilance and does something, he can't afford this responsibility, and his conscience will not go. Besides, Yan Xi's naked body is much better looking than her, doesn't she feel it at all?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yue felt more at ease, her face was not red and her heart was not beating, she drank milk tea calmly, and ordered a fish ball by the way.

It seems comfortable, but Zhang Yue is entangled in her heart. It's been a month, and this dog demon's injuries have already healed almost, even if his strength has not yet recovered to his peak, he has the strength to fight with him. By this time, the situation had gradually gotten out of Zhang Yue's control, and he didn't know how long it could drag on.

Lanna's words always lingered in Zhang Yue's heart, and he even thought about giving up, so let this dog demon be the guardian saint of this girl and protect her growth! But everything that was born today made Zhang Yue worried. Even in the alley, he couldn't help but make a move, if it weren't for the fact that he still controlled the strength of the dog demon and didn't intend to kill, he would have endured it. After they left, Zhang Yue treated the gangsters as soon as possible, but fortunately there was no problem.

But Zhang Yue herself can't guarantee what this dog demon will do next. Zhang Yue sighed helplessly, he didn't expect that there would be such variables in this task, it was really getting more and more troublesome.

He looked at the house not far away, and in his eyes, Lanna was playing in the bathtub with milk cakes, and the happy smile on the girl's face was so beautiful that it was distressing.

Perhaps, what Xiao Xi said is right, I am really not a qualified alien person. Zhang Yue laughed at herself in her heart, lit a cigarette, and smoked it to herself. Recently, he has become more and more fond of smoking.

"Sir, this is a non-smoking area."

Some young service ladies came over timidly and whispered.

Zhang Yue was stunned, glanced at the no-smoking sign on the table, and then smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry." With that, he hurriedly extinguished his cigarette, and his face looked more uneasy.

What to do?

Zhang Yue settled the account and left with a sigh, the back was depressed like never before. The long school road, covered with fallen leaves, seems to be covered with a golden carpet. The hot summer has come to an end, and the cool breeze of early autumn knocks on the door and walks into the city, this school.

Lanna stepped on the gold carpet, and the gold leaves flew around her