"Hello, may I ask if An Xiaoxiao lives here?"

A teenage boy was carrying a child of about four or five years old behind him, with a canvas bag hanging around his neck, the original white had been replaced by gray.

He smelled rancid, like he had climbed up from a garbage can.

The little girl at the front desk pinched her nose in disgust, "Go, go, there is no such person." ”

"But some people say she lives here."

The front desk said impatiently, "I said no, but no, hurry up, don't believe it or not, I'll call the police and arrest you." ”

The boy's gaze suddenly became fierce, he clenched his fists, and the muscles in his arms tensed.

The front desk psychology is a little hairy, but it's still big

Chapter 126 I love you, nothing else matters is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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