Chapter Twenty-Six: A Broken Palm
"Now that you know to beg me, don't you suspect that I scared you of the daughter?"
Seeing the aggrieved Mengran, Jiaming grabbed her hand with both hands and shook it and said:
"How can it be, how can you scare people if you are so beautiful, only others can scare you."
Mengran finally blew on the big lock under Jiaming's soft and hard flattery, and the hard big lock and chain fell to the ground with a clatter.
"Thank you."
Push open the door and pick up the chain and hang it on the door again, take a few steps forward A cold air hit, it seems that I was in a hurry, there are still some messy office supplies on the table, and there is a black computer monitor diagonally on the right corner of the desk.
He wanted to go to the manager's office, but he was attracted by a rag doll under the table, with a golden ponytail and a red fluttering little face in a small dress, the main thing was that the doll had a loneliness on its face, like a little liver abandoned by its owner waiting for its owner to claim it.
Jiaming bent down and reached out to pick up the rag doll, accidentally touched a plug, the display suddenly lit up, and the rag doll he picked up fell back to the ground in fright.
"Ah......h
"What's wrong......
Meng Ran saw Jiaming's hand, and kept patting his chest and walked over.
"The Story of People and Ghosts" Chapter 26 The broken palm is being hit by the hand, please wait a moment,
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