The carriage, the carriage was quiet and weird, the little boy fell asleep quietly on He Xianmei's lap, Qian Mian looked worried and lowered his head to play with the corners of his clothes, He Xianmei closed her eyes and recuperated, she seemed to be a little accustomed to this kind of life.

Wow~

The door of the carriage closed, and Zhang Fan walked in, whistling, looking intoxicated, waving his hands as if he was conducting a large concert.

A smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and he quietly activated the new equipment he had obtained from Li Jia.

"What's that...... I want to go back......" Qian Mian whispered.

So, Zhang Fan continued to whistle and conduct the imaginary concert, the little boy was still asleep, and He Xianmei was still closed to recuperate.

"I'm serious! I want to go home!" Qian Mian shouted loudly, he stood up abruptly and walked in front of Zhang Fan, and his arms were propped up on both sides of Zhang Fan's body.

Zhang Fan took out a small earphone from his ear, then took off the contact lens player he was wearing, and looked at Qian Mian's eyes seriously, "Are you trying to knock a man?!Did you just confess?" He tilted his neck to look at He Xianmei.

"Please, I really, really want to go back, all this...... It's all terrible," he knelt in front of Zhang Fan in a traditional Chinese way of praying.

"So at that time, you were in a hot mood or had a secondary and secondary illness. Zhang Fan stood up and looked at Qian Mian condescendingly, there was no disdain in his eyes, just a faint helplessness and sympathy, it was not the first time he had met such a teammate, and some people had even done things that gave up their personality even more.

Qian Mian didn't say anything, just knelt there. Apparently sobbing quietly.

"Stand up, Qian Mian. He Xianmei whispered softly and said a word of nonsense.

"What are you going to do when you go back, study? The knowledge here is enough for you to read Saint Seiya, and you don't need to waste any effort to understand it.

Family, with all due respect, your family is ...... Oh, I'm sorry I can't think of any beautiful words to describe them, but your main motivation for studying so hard seems to be away from them.

Hahaha, this is the most ridiculous part, this is an era that is beginning to rot, and, on your terms, it seems that you are destined to live with a two-dimensional girl for the rest of your life, or find a dust girl who plans to find an honest person to live this life, and then be exploited and exploited by the so-called superiors at all levels, and finally send your savings to the hospital?"

Zhang Fan shook his head and sat down again.

"Tear away your boring disguise, and, pay attention to your position. As he spoke, he reached out and touched Qian Mian's head, Qian Mian also looked up, a somewhat hard object was just right to touch the tip of his nose, Qian Mian looked up at Zhang Fan with a wicked smile on his face, blinked, and then jumped away.

"Ahem......" Qian Mian glanced at Zhang Fan and then sat at the back of the carriage, suddenly realizing that his behavior belonged to a corner of his heart that could not be revealed, "Just now...... What the hell?!"

"Black literature, just now should be the function of spiritual guidance. The little boy suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, "You should have just gotten a new toy." ”

"Hahaha, that's pretty much it, I've been preached for years, so now I'm going to experience what it's like to preach to others. Zhang Fan continued to laugh evilly, and then He Xianmei couldn't help laughing, "Sure enough, there must be other reasons why a child of your age will come here because of original sin, I thought that modern education was open to this extent." ”

"Oh, you're right, so my original sin should be lust. The little boy said with a serious and regretful face, and glanced at He Xianmei with a knowing smile.

Then He Xianmei dodged away.

"That's why I said that minors should stay away from the Internet," Zhang Fan nodded, and looked the little boy up and down, "You are a split personality, or is it a secondary school illness that has not been cured for a long time and has become a lifelong terminal illness." ”

"Uncle, you have seen a three-year-old child with a second middle school disease and a lifelong terminal illness, it is clear that it is a split personality. The crisp children's voice said old-fashioned words.

He Xianmei walked over, squatted down, touched the little boy's head, took out a flashlight and turned it on to shine into Xiaoxiao's pupils.

Xiaoxiao pushed away He Xianmei's raised hand, "Sister, when have you ever seen such an inspection." ”

"Hahaha, little ghost, you are the most valuable harvest of this trip" Zhang Fan took out the black literature from behind his back and read something very interesting.

"What the hell are you, little ghost. Zhang Fan's eyes were flashing little stars.

"Little ghost, what else can it be, am I like a three-year-old boy who is obscene? "The little boy put on a cute face.

Qian Mian walked over, picked up Xiaoxiao, and looked at it carefully for a while.

"You have the potential to be a pope. Xiaoxiao said suddenly, accompanied by Zhang Fan's evil smile.

Qian was puzzled.

"There was a slight deviation in the papal orientation in the Middle Ages. He Xianmei took out a book to cover her face, and then reminded in a whisper.

Qian Mian felt that he wanted to roll his eyes a little too many times in this short period of time, "Isn't this the point, you count yourself as a soul? and then possess the body?!

Syllable!

Zhang Fan raised his hand, and the back of his hand intimately touched Qian Mian's right cheek.

Syllable.

Xiaoxiao's little hand was also raised, and the back of the hand intimately touched Qian Mian's left face, but because it was a child's body, it was not strengthened, resulting in extremely weak strength, and it didn't hurt, but Qian Mian's right face was swollen, and the recovery function of the carriage was not intended to help him recover.

"You've accepted the space we're in, and you don't believe in souls. When Qian Mian was beaten, he had already put Xiaoxiao on the ground, and the child with high legs who had not yet Qian Mian looked at Xiao Mian with his head raised with an unhappy face, "Does black literature have the ability to lower people's IQ?"

"Ah~ sequelae, he's usually quite smart......" Zhang Fan continued to wear contact lenses to watch the film, and casually replied with a smile and complained, "Well, I have to tell you, the time flow rate of space to the body is zero." ”

"Well, I was wrong. The little guy decisively admitted his mistake and quietly found a place to sit, as did Qian Mian and He Xianmei.

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One hour, two hours, three hours......

This time the journey back to the space seems to be extraordinarily far, except for He Xianmei, everyone takes a nap, Xiao Mian leans on her shoulder, the ghost knows if this kid did it on purpose, anyway, He Xianmei doesn't care so much.

Syllable.

After about eight hours, the train finally arrived at the station, Zhang Fan yawned and looked at the time, "Is the bear child so boring?" He muttered under his breath and walked towards the exit.

"I'm back. The woman sat in the waiting room and saw Zhang Fan who appeared at the door of the carriage happily.

"I'm hungry. Zhang Fan put on the appearance of a minor and pulled the woman back to the residence of the space, as for the other three, He Xianmei took on the responsibility of the nanny, she woke up Qian Mian, and was pulled back to the space living area with a smile.

Ps. En...... I'm hungry too, so I'm begging for feeding