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"Hua Ning, is there any pen and paper in the room?"

"Yes. ”

Mu Zhaoling waved his hand, "Hurry up and present it to the teacher." ”

――A little bit of a stinky fart.

"Uncle-" Feeling the awe-inspiring momentum, Hua Ning had no choice but to change her name, "Master...... What do you want pen and paper for?"

"Figure it out yourself," Mu Zhaoling stretched out four fingers and pushed at Hua Ning's little head, "Hurry up." ”

His own master said so, Hua Ning immediately climbed to the side of the bed, did not go down, just knelt on the bed, and then stretched out his hand to open a drawer of the bedside cabinet.

Because of the distance, the weight of her upper body fell between the bed and the cabinet, and she supported the cabinet with one hand while rummaging through the drawer with the other.

took out a small notebook from it, threw it on the bed, and then turned out a stationery box, threw it back, and threw it on Mu Zhaoling's waist.

Mu Zhaoling: "......"

"Hey. Hua Ning pushed the cabinet sensitively, and with the help of the reverse thrust, the center of gravity of the upper body returned to the bed.

Quite a lively child......

Tearing off a piece of paper from the notebook, and taking the pencil handed over by Hua Ning, Mu Zhaoling picked up the pen and was about to write, but the small light bulb next to him was in the way.

"What to see, what to see, go to bed. ”

Mu Zhaoling has always been mysterious, how can it not make people curious, the little girl pouted, so she had to promise stupidly, and then pulled over the pillow and lay down obediently next to him.

Holding the pencil and shaking it for a while, Mu Zhaoling conceived several words to write to Hua Ning's parents, but in the end they all felt that they were not appropriate.

It's not that it's inappropriate, it's just... It's too ordinary, and it doesn't reflect his godly aura at all.

glanced at Xiao Hua Ning, who was pretending to be asleep next to her, just after tossing for a while, her hair was messy, quite a beautiful little face, it was not good to look like this, so Mu Zhaoling gently brushed the hair on her face to the side.

"Master, when will you take me out to play?" Hua Ning's eyes that were originally narrowed into a slit suddenly widened, and the relationship between them had not been seen in the light, although the process was very happy, but during the day, she sometimes remembered it, but there was an indescribable sadness and powerlessness in her heart.

-- The feeling of stealing food is really sad for the really helpless.

The night outside the window was as deep as ever, and Hua Ning's voice seemed to be a lot deeper.

Slender fingers swept over Hua Ning's white forehead, and Mu Zhaoling felt that he had mistreated his apprentice at this time, separated by a mask and a pair of glasses, and the eyes of the two met at this moment.

"Are you worried?"

"Hmm. ”

After being silent for a while, Mu Zhaoling looked away, he looked in the direction of this study, and his voice was ethereal, like a whisper, "It's past zero o'clock, it's Monday." ”

At this time, his voice increased slightly, and the next thing was to clearly listen to Hua Ning, "Next week, I will come in through the main gate openly, and then take Hua Ning to the largest amusement park in the city." ”

Hearing such gentle words, Hua Ning felt as if there was a flower blooming in her body, a very beautiful and warm flower.

She closed her eyes tightly, and leaned against Mu Zhaoling tightly, "Hua Ning is asleep." ”

Helpless and gentle, Mu Zhaoling chuckled in his heart, this paragraph of fate is more fragile than lotus silk, even if he doesn't tear it off, how long can he last it?

In this world, there will be no more immortals.

However, if you appear here, there may be times when things are not certain.

After this time, the next time they got together would be a week later, so this time he didn't use mana to make Hua Ning fall asleep quickly, but slowly, after waiting for more than an hour, listening to Hua Ning's immature and full of vitality breathing, he set off to do the next thing.

After tidying up Hua Ning's sleeping posture a little, Mu Zhaoling sat on the corner of the bed with a paper and pen, and in the time he had just meditated, he had already thought about what to leave behind.

If you want Hua Ning's parents to accept him, it is almost impossible to use mortal means, whether it is his current identity or the background of Hua Ning's family, these need to be considered too much, rather than spending effort to find the most efficient way, it is better to spend more obsession points to achieve this goal.

It's like... Seven-year-old Shota, who has the ability to live completely independently......

However, there are indeed too many causes and effects involved in this matter, and in order to save obsession, Mu Zhaoling also needs to consider a more 'reasonable' background.

If he kept his current background, it would be too difficult to make a comeback, so he had to make up a background, such as a child of a super powerful family......

And the distorted results will make them convinced of this, and force the unreasonable to be reasonable, he is Hua Ning's high school master.

Pinching the end of the pencil, Mu Zhaoling wrote a word in a casual pencil holding position.

Fold the paper in half and throw it into the air, the paper turned into a faint golden light and disappeared into the air, and in the next moment, a beam of golden light fell on the desk in a room in this room, and the golden light was gone, and the folded paper appeared on the desk.

"Okay, what should I do next~"

The visit post has been placed, and Mu Zhaoling has to complete another daily routine.

[Mission: I have to say bad fate with Pans!] [Twist]

[Description: The night is charming, the wind is pleasant, and the heart is just empty. 】

[Time limit: before sunrise.] 】

He does feel empty sometimes, but—

"Absolutely nothing to do with pans. ”

――The Night of the Flying Thieves -

Although the action is absolutely secretive, but when it comes to the girl's close-fitting old clothes, no matter how careful you are, it will also attract the attention of people with a heart, which involves some specific groups of people who love their daughters or sisters, the forest is big, there are always a few more perverted, and the more shameless ones will exchange information in the circle of friends, and as soon as the information is concentrated, they found a more perverted existence.

Since there have been no eyewitnesses, this 'perversion' is still only theoretical, but in fact, almost everyone who knows about it affirms the reality of this hypothesis.

After all, dozens of girly pans......

If every pans represents a kind of happiness, then how happy the person should be.

"Hey, number 2375, what are you doing?"

The senior's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and the newcomer of the Lingmeng Office with the number 2375 came back to his senses from his daze, and he smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry senior, I thought too deeply just now, and also, I have a name, can I not call the number, it's shameful." ”

2375's figure is on the thin side, about a little more than one meter seven tall, and his speech and smile are a little humble, and he also gives people a slight homely feeling.

And the person he is talking to now is the old man in the office, a middle-aged fritter with a beer belly and a half-moon baldness.

"Newcomers come here like this, and it feels cool to call newcomers like this, you will know if you try it later. ”

But I'm still a newcomer, and it's rude to say that in front of a newcomer, right?—2375 complained a few words in his heart, but on the surface it was a slightly embarrassed smile.