This picture of Luo Zhan intercepted is very long, very long.

However, Su Qianci looked at them one by one, and felt that it was very short.

The login location of this account is very unstable, and Su Qianci looked down from the first one, and saw Italy, Australia, Maldives, China, and the United Kingdom...... Both.

Since five years ago, the location of this account has not returned to Huaxia.

Looking at the time, it is also very unstable.

From five years ago to four years ago, he didn't log in for a year in between, and when he landed again, it was the first time he chatted with himself.

The time of waiting for the login even coincided with the time he sent a message to himself.

In other words, he logged in to this account except when he sent a message to himself, and the rest of the time, he would not log in at all.

Specifically logged in to her account to find her?

Who's this?

Originally, Su Qianci suspected that it was Li Sicheng.

However, Li Sicheng has been in the country since before his disappearance, and after that, he was injured like that, and he couldn't move at all.

Bo Xiao took him away, it must be useful, it can't fly around with him, right?

Su Qianci was puzzled, a picture has exposed the life and history of this account.

Could it be that this man is an exile?

Otherwise, how could they run around?

Mysterious.

It's getting more and more mysterious, this Mr. L.

If you can't figure it out, you just don't want to.

But the kitten in my heart refused to give up, kept scratching, and couldn't calm down for a long time.

I turned off the computer, lowered my head and started reading the information again.

After all the documents were processed, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

Su Qianci walked to the room of the three children, and there were three little ones lying on three small beds.

The outermost is the small bed of Leemosen.

As if he heard the movement, he turned over, turned his head, and looked at her with a pair of eyes open, a pair of blue eyes, which seemed to reflect the light outside, flooding with light.

Su Qianci was taken aback, but quickly came back to her senses, stepped forward and whispered, "Go to sleep, cover the quilt." ”

Li Mosen didn't answer, nodded and lay down obediently.

This child has always slept lightly, and the slightest movement can wake him up, which is not a good habit.

However, the thought that this was a habit he had cultivated from the orphanage made his heart hurt a little.

Poor child.

Going in again, it was Li Jianqian's small bed.

I slept upright, breathing steadily.

And the worst sleeping appearance is Li Jianyue.

Li Jianyue's whole person was in a large font, with her mouth open, and saliva flowed down the corners of her mouth.

The head and pillow were separated from each other, and the quilt was lifted in one corner, but the rest of the place was very neatly covered over her body, and it was obvious that someone else had covered her from behind.

Needless to say, it must be Li Mosen's insecure little guy.

Su Qianci was a little helpless, wiped her saliva, raised her head, stuffed the small pillow under her head, and then adjusted her sleeping position to let her sleep well.

Li Jianyue didn't notice it, turned over, and kicked the thin quilt away.

This sleeping appearance is too bad!

Su Qianci covered her with the quilt again, tucked it under her arm and fixed it, and only after making sure that she couldn't kick or run away, did she turn around and walk out.

Li Mosen was still looking at her with a pair of eyes open, Su Qianci went over and touched his head, kissed him on the forehead, and said softly: "Good night." ”

(Po Sing Shek Academy)