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On the street, there is some kind of picture similar to "begging", and there is a bowl in his hand.

Because Nangong Thirteen is not dressed like a person who is really poor enough to eat and has to beg, coupled with his long red hair that emerges from his cloak, some sisters still think that he is cosplaying a certain role, but it is very cooperative with Nangong Thirteen's "begging behavior".

Nangong Thirteen looked a little excited, why hadn't he seen such an effect before?

Suddenly I feel that begging is quite popular, what should I do? It feels quite suitable for him who doesn't know anything.

If Wen Baiyu knew Nangong Thirteen's thoughts, he would definitely pull this person into the blacklist, and never get involved with him again, it was really embarrassing, he was so good-natured, and it was not that he couldn't find food to eat, so he thought about begging???

Nangong Thirteen was here to "eat and drink spicy", Yan Zhuo had already taken the plane back to Lancheng, Nangong Thirteen finally chased after him, and lost the person again.

No one has been living at home these days, and when Yan Zhuo opened the door, he only felt a cold air rushing to his face, obviously it was much warmer than the outside house, but Yan Zhuo still felt cold.

In order for the two of them to be alone, Mo Hancheng gave Yuan's mother a period of vacation, and the family became even more deserted.

Yan Zhuo looked at the empty living room, his eyebrows twisted slightly, and he felt a little lost, but he didn't know why.

Lin Wen came up with Yan Zhuo's suitcase, and saw that Yan Zhuo was still standing at the door, a little strange: "What are you doing standing at the door?" Gone wrong? ”

"No Sakura"

Lin Wen followed Yan Zhuo into the house, the light was turned on, and when he saw the decoration style of the living room, there was a moment of blindfolding.

Is this really Mo Hancheng's decoration?

The décor of the living room is almost all in warm colors, with beige sofas with fluffy pillows and dolls on top, and fluffy carpets on the floor.

Yan Zhuo kicked off the shoes he was wearing and stepped directly on the carpet, obviously used to this.

Lin Wen instantly understood why Mo Hancheng was a big man with a lot of decoration style, why it was like this, and the feelings were all because of the eldest sister in front of him.

When I thought I was a boy, I was spoiled like this, and I don't know what kind of baby she would be when she knew that Yan Zhuo was a girl.

Lin asked, where are you standing and what are you doing? Come in. Yan Zhuo turned around and saw that Lin Wen was still standing there, and said, "You can come in without shoes, if you want to wear them, there are new slippers in the shoe cabinet, I'll get them for you." ”

Lin Wen refused: "No need, when you get home, I'll go back first, I still have some things at home." ”

Yan Zhuo didn't force her to stay, the door was closed, and she was really the only one left in the house.

The air suddenly fell silent, and she seemed to be the only one left in the world.

Obviously the light in the living room was very bright, but Yan Zhuo felt that it was dark, and he shrank in the corner of the sofa alone, holding a doll in his arms, staring at his feet with his eyes blankly.

It seems that before, for a long time, she was like this.

Quietly, she was alone, no one accompanied her, no one spoke to her, no one called her name.

Gradually, Yan Zhuo forgot who he was and why he was alone.

yes, why is she alone?

Yan Zhuo was very confused, where was she before, why was she alone?

Thinking of this, there was a sudden stinging pain in the depths of her mind, and a pitch-black picture broke into her mind, and a male voice without many emotional ups and downs sounded: "The demon clan is burning, violates the rules of the world, kills innocents indiscriminately, and is sentenced to capital punishment according to the rules, and ...... immediately."

As soon as the mobile phone ringtone interrupted Yan Zhuo's thoughts, the voice in the depths of his mind disappeared, Yan Zhuo was short of breath, and in a short period of time, his back was full of cold sweat.

When he looked at the name that jumped on the phone, Yan Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and took the phone, connected it, and smiled on his face.

"Momo!"

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^