After that, the five people in the room sat together to eat, chat, and even watch a movie together after the meal.

Although Chen'an was silent, he was not rejected by Lan Lan and Xuan Lingyu, and both of them accepted him naturally.

He found that Lan Lan in private was a very gentle woman, not only Yilin and Xuan Lingyu, but even the eldest Emily was taken care of by her.

After learning that Chen'an was about the same age as Irene, he naturally took care of him.

The black-haired boy named Xuan Lingyu was just as taciturn as him, and even a little more autistic than him.

Except for the occasional glance up and eye contact with everyone, the rest of the time I kept my head down, and I didn't know what I was thinking.

After Jiu'er ate and drank, she lazily lay on the top of the cat's climbing frame, and Irene was also surprised that Jiu'er finally used the cat toy she bought.

Through the conversation, Chen'an learned about everyone's plans for tomorrow.

The plan is simple, and it doesn't sound complicated.

Tomorrow, he and Ireen are in charge of attracting Rehe's attention; Lan Lan is responsible for creating chaos on the sidelines and attracting others; And Xuan Lingyu is responsible for stealing things.

What exactly was stolen, no one told Chen'an, and he didn't ask.

Night falls on Moonless City.

Tomorrow's thank-you meeting will be held at nine o'clock sharp, and the next day, when there is still a lot to do, everyone decides to rest early.

Chen'an and Xuan Lingyu slept in the same room.

The little boy was quiet and fell asleep not long after he lay down.

Chen'an was also busy all day, and he couldn't hold it anymore, his eyes blinked a few times, and he also fell asleep.

The three girls in the other room were not sleeping.

Emily was seriously taking care of Irene's skin, while Lan Lan was looking at the night sky of Moonless City through the window, not knowing what she was thinking.

"You're still looking for Yeyi." Lan Lan's voice broke the silence between the three.

Hearing Lan Lan's words, Ireen was not much surprised.

Later, she felt that she was too naïve to hide from Sister Lan Lan, maybe Lan Lan recognized him from the moment Chen An entered the room.

"He's a dust now, not a night one." Irene slapped the mask on her face and lay down on the bed to cover the quilt.

"Don't fall asleep, it's not over yet!" Emily reminded from the sidelines.

"Got it, little Ai's mother."

Emily's face suddenly flushed when Irene's voice turned like this, and she turned to clean up the things on the table, no longer looking at Erin on the bed.

"That's just a personality that people with schizophrenia seem to get along with." Lan Lan opened the window and lit a cigarette in her hand.

Red dots of light shimmer in the darkness.

"Sister Lan Lan, I must correct you this time, your information is wrong, Chen'an is not a schizophrenia at all." Irene's tone was very serious.

"People with schizophrenia are very good at hiding their ......"

"Maybe that kid has histrionic personality disorder?" Emily added that she remembered the prince she played during the rehearsal today, and he couldn't be more different from himself.

"Can't Chen'an be a normal person?" Irene asked rhetorically. "I've always felt like dust is normal."

"And no matter how you say it, it's also the time I've spent with him the longest, and if you want to understand, it should be that I know him better."

After listening to Irene's words, Lan Lan, who was standing by the window, smiled, she snuffed out the cigarette in her hand, walked up to Irene, and looked at her condescendingly.

"Linlin, what's wrong? You're not going to fall in love with that mysterious boy, are you? Lan Lan had an inscrutable smile on her face. It's the first time I've seen you defend someone like that. ”

Emily on the side also nodded repeatedly, affirming Lan Lan's words.

"I know the two of you have experienced a lot of danger together in the past few days, but the mystery and the drawbridge effect are deadly poisons in the relationship, do you really see your heart?" Lan Lan continued.

"I didn't ...... No, I'm just thankful to him, after all, he's helped me several times. Irene muttered quietly, a little hesitant in her tone.

Under the cover of the mask, Lan Lan couldn't see Yilin's face clearly, but her ears were half red, and she had betrayed her mood.

"Besides, we don't have a lot of work to do, a lot of things to do, and a lot of dangers waiting for us...... People like us don't deserve to think about strange things. Irene's tone grew firmer.

Lan Lan stretched out her hand and flicked it on the door of her head while Ireen wasn't looking.

"Ahh Sister Lan Lan, what are you doing, it hurts! Irene covered her head with a look of grievance.

"Don't learn from Uncle Boone."

As if remembering something annoying, Lan Lan lit another cigarette.

"What's wrong with people like us? People like us don't deserve the right to pursue love? ”

This time it was Irin's turn to laugh at Lan Lan.

All of them could see that Sister Lan Lan liked Uncle Boone, but Uncle Boone himself didn't see it.

Maybe it's pretending to be stupid, or maybe it's not understanding at all, Uncle Boone has never responded positively.

"He's dangerous." After a moment of silence, Lan Lan suddenly spoke.

"I'm just as dangerous as he is." It seems to be a response, and it seems to be a determination.

"Okay, get up and get the next item, hurry up and go to bed when you're done." Emily dragged Irene out of bed. "Tell me about you, I haven't seen you for a few days, so I made my face look like this, can you have a little self-consciousness as an idol......"

"Got it!"

Lan Lan looked at the nagging Emily and the obediently reprimanded Irene.

She suddenly wanted to stop time in this moment, what's wrong with people like them, don't people like them deserve happiness?

——

Evening time always flies, and the time quickly arrives in the morning.

Chen'an touched the empty waist, and suddenly felt empty in his heart, this was the first time he went out on a mission without even bringing a weapon.

"What, does our prince want to take out a gun on the stage and kill the demon king directly?" Jiu'er sighed and lay on Chen'an's lap.

Chen'an sighed.

Jiu'er is right, you really can't bring any weapons on this mission.

He only hopes that everything will go smoothly now, so that he has no chance to do it at all, as long as he silently performs his stage play.

"How long have you been asleep, why are you still sleepy?" Chen'an rubbed Jiu'er's little head.

In normal times, Jiu'er would have jumped up and played with him, but today Jiu'er was still lying on his lap and didn't open his eyes.

"Maybe you've been using too much mental power lately, and even I've been implicated." Jiu'er twisted her body and changed to a more comfortable position. "Let me sleep a little longer......"

Chen'an scratched his head a little embarrassedly, he has indeed been working too hard lately, and he should find a chance to rest for a while.

"Let's go, we're all set."

Irene leaned out from the back of the car and took the initiative to pick up Jiu'er from Chen'an and put her in her arms.

Chenan nodded and pressed the switch to start the car.

The car he drives today is no longer the usual sports car, but the nanny car that is standard for every celebrity idol.

I felt the power of the nanny car, and I was worried, what if the task and failure were to run away, I couldn't drive this car to run, right?

Clearing the strange thoughts from his head, Dusty Ann drove out of the apartment.