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At this point, the more Bai Lixia really thought about it, the more he didn't understand.

Why could she always easily recognize Nameless, whether he was wearing a mask or not?

However, the aura on Nameless's body, which was completely different from the behemoth, was so easy to recognize.

He...... It's too much like the fourth uncle.

Ming Ming had long felt that he was really similar to the fourth uncle.

However, every time she wanted to know who Nameless was, she doubted many people, but she didn't suspect the fourth uncle.

But, why is it really that much like that?

She bit her lip and suddenly stepped over as Nameless looked sideways at her.

"Do what?" Seeing her hold her face, Nameless frowned.

At this time, she should be pushed away, otherwise, it will be easy to goof.

However, when his hands fell on her waist, he couldn't help but pull her into his arms.

Reluctant to push it away, reluctant to be reluctant for the rest of his life.

It's rare for her to take the initiative to give her a hug, but if she doesn't hug it at this time, I'm afraid that before he recovers Mu Xiaojiu's identity, he won't have a chance to hug.

It's not that Bailixia doesn't know that he is holding himself, but now there is something more important than being eaten by him, waiting for her to verify!

She! Doubt his identity! She was skeptical...... He is the fourth uncle!

The hand landed on one of his faces, and in the place where he was disfigured, he vigorously picked at the so-called scars.

She really suspected that the scar was fake, would Mu Xiaojiu, this bastard, ...... Could it be that she has always been by her side at all!

Could he be the fourth uncle? Will!

The excitement made her even her fingertips tremble.

But those scars ...... Why can't I pick it out? Even if she had used her strength, they were still clinging to his face as if they were real?

Even, she was a little stronger, and she actually drew a thin blood mark on his disfigured face.

Scar...... It's true!

"My face has been ruined once, do you want to destroy it again?"

The nameless low and hoarse voice sounded slowly, and it was impossible to hear whether the words were angry or happy.

"It's not my fault that I'm ugly, you can't just hurt my face just because I'm ugly."

"I'm not!" Barisia's fingertips were still trembling.

staring at the bloodstains on his face that he had accidentally scratched, he was full of shock.

This face is real, and it is really disfigured!

He's not the fourth uncle, he's not ......

But inexplicably, she just didn't believe it.

I don't know if I don't believe it, or if I don't want to believe it.

Hurriedly taking her phone out of her bag, she dialed a certain number, but the other party showed that it was turned off.

She dialed another number, and soon, Yehua's deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Miss Xia Xia, is there something?" ”

Bailixia stared at the bloodstain on Nameless's face, staring at it deadly.

The five fingers holding the mobile phone kept tightening, and the emotions were brewing for a long time before she asked in a dumb voice: "What about the fourth uncle?" ”

stared straight into the nameless eyes, trying to see something under his eyes.

Although she was wearing a false pupil, she could still faintly see a trace of his eyes.

But alas, there was nothing in his eyes, just quietly looking at her.

Soon, Yehua's response came from the other end of the phone: "The ninth master is in a meeting, is Miss Xia Xia in a hurry?" Do you want me to go to the Ninth Master and tell you? ”

If it was usual, Bai Lixia would not dare, dare not alarm the fourth uncle and hinder him from doing things.

But now, without hesitation, she said vigorously: "I want to talk to the fourth uncle, you let him talk to me now!" ”