Tang Tang looked at the palm-sized paper man in his hand, a little speechless, he was still a paper doll a few days ago, it's only been a few days, how did he become a paper man with a simple painting style......

Moreover, the small piece of paper is not the size of a palm, and it looks unreliable.

Tang Tang just wanted to refuse, but before he could open his mouth, An Lingling's crisp voice sounded in the corridor.

"Sugar Bao'er, you're waiting for me at the door, I'm so moved!"

After that, An Lingling trotted and came over to hug Tang Tang.

As soon as An Lingling entered the door, the paper figure disappeared instantly.

Tang Tang looked at his unsuspecting friend with a look of despair.

Tang Tang: "......" forget it, this friend was made by himself!

"Sugar Bao'er, today is a big day for you to move, I'll help you pack your things." Letting go of Tang Tang, An Lingling rolled up her sleeves and looked ready to do a big job.

"Little bell...... I'm almost done packing! Afraid that she wouldn't believe it, Tang Tang pointed to the schoolbag in the corner.

She left home suddenly, except for a few sets of changes of clothes and daily necessities, she didn't bring anything else, saying that she was moving, but in fact, she packed her bags and left.

"Okay......" An Lingling looked disappointed.

After a simple wash, Tang Tang asked An Lingling to help him check out of the room.

Subsequently, the two drove to Tang Tang's newly bought apartment together.

The hardcover room is equipped with all kinds of furniture except the kitchen.

After settling in, Tang Tang looked at the empty kitchen and couldn't help but think of Mo Fei - that old pervert, nothing really happened, right?

"The king is fine, princess, don't worry." In Tang Tang's ears, a familiar female voice suddenly sounded.

"Who? Who's talking? Tang Tang turned his head, but he didn't see anything.

Tang Tang looked at the palm-sized paper man in his hand, a little speechless, he was still a paper doll a few days ago, it's only been a few days, how did he become a paper man with a simple painting style......

Moreover, the small piece of paper is not the size of a palm, and it looks unreliable.

Tang Tang just wanted to refuse, but before he could open his mouth, An Lingling's crisp voice sounded in the corridor.

"Sugar Bao'er, you're waiting for me at the door, I'm so moved!"

After that, An Lingling trotted and came over to hug Tang Tang.

As soon as An Lingling entered the door, the paper figure disappeared instantly.

Tang Tang looked at his unsuspecting friend with a look of despair.

Tang Tang: "......" forget it, this friend was made by himself!

"Sugar Bao'er, today is a big day for you to move, I'll help you pack your things." Letting go of Tang Tang, An Lingling rolled up her sleeves and looked ready to do a big job.

"Little bell...... I'm almost done packing! Afraid that she wouldn't believe it, Tang Tang pointed to the schoolbag in the corner.

She left home suddenly, except for a few sets of changes of clothes and daily necessities, she didn't bring anything else, saying that she was moving, but in fact, she packed her bags and left.

"Okay......" An Lingling looked disappointed.

After a simple wash, Tang Tang asked An Lingling to help him check out of the room.

Subsequently, the two drove to Tang Tang's newly bought apartment together.

The hardcover room is equipped with all kinds of furniture except the kitchen.

After settling in, Tang Tang looked at the empty kitchen and couldn't help but think of Mo Fei - that old pervert, nothing really happened, right?

"The king is fine, princess, don't worry." In Tang Tang's ears, a familiar female voice suddenly sounded.

"Who? Who's talking? Tang Tang turned his head, but he didn't see anything.