Chapter 280: Mid-Autumn Festival (1)

"The Hidden Guys?"

"yes, that's the hidden man."

"Why is it different from the last time I saw it?"

"When was the last time yours?"

"Three months ago."

"Huh, I said this big brother, don't you know the hidden situation?"

"I know, it's the strongest spatial ripper in the hidden game."

"Hehe, that guy has a strange temperament, he smiled with you in the last second, and he can turn his face and not recognize people in the next second, don't look at him and a few colleagues in the hidden bureau seem to have a good relationship, tsk, I only know that in this year, the hidden bureau has changed three batches of members."

"The elders don't care?"

"What's the matter? But what is that, a rare genius for thousands of years, the elders are not good, let him do whatever he wants. ”

"The high-level of the hidden bureau is about to cry, and if he continues to kill him like this, there will be no one for the space ripper."

"Spatial abilities are so precious, and there aren't many people who can have spatial talents..."

I don't know who shut up, and the originally noisy voice gradually lowered.

The teleportation light fell.

Several black-robed figures walked ahead, faintly revealing a beautiful and demonic young man in a white shirt behind him.

His posture was languid, his body was indescribably cold and gloomy, and his extremely long black hair was tied behind him.

The eyelashes as long as a black finch fell gently, and a treacherous shadow fell on his skin as white as porcelain jade, and the beautiful and narrow phoenix eyes outlined by the lines were as deep and enchanting as the abyss.

The black tear mole under the corner of the right eye seems to come from the depths of hell, dying this beautiful young man who looks clean and bright and innocent and ignorant of the world.

It obviously amazed the eyebrows and eyes of all beings, but it gave rise to a chill that made people chill for no reason.

Wait for a few people to cross the corridor before everyone dares to speak out.

"It's the Hidden Guy who has returned."

"It's only been a few months, and you've finished investigating new resources?"

"The people in the hidden game are all ridiculously strong."

"Each has its own strengths, the Hidden Bureau is responsible for investigation and handling, the headquarters is responsible for force, and the Yan Department is responsible for exploration."

“...”

After resting for more than a month, the anger on his body gradually faded.

Qingluan carried a kettle and watered the newly bought cacti on the balcony, fortunately, they were very good at dealing with anger, and if they changed the core members, they might kill people like crazy.

Hey, why hasn't Shi Mo come back yet?

After pouring the water, Qingluan sighed, put down the kettle, picked up the lollipop from the table, opened the wrapper and bit it into his mouth.

"Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, I'll go out and order some mooncakes and come back, what flavor do you want to eat?" A woman's voice came downstairs, as if asking her children.

"I want to eat lotus seed paste!"

"Mom, I want to eat egg yolk mooncakes! Big moon cakes! ”

It's already the Mid-Autumn Festival, huh? Qingluan tilted his head, speaking of which, because he was on an expedition last year, he didn't remember such a thing as a festival at all.

But...

Ever since I became an Adenocrity, I don't have much of a sense of festivals and seasons.

Qingluan leaned against the balcony, biting on a lollipop while listening to the noise downstairs.

The faint and refreshing fragrance seems to be absent.

Suddenly smelling this familiar fragrance, Qingluan was stunned for a moment, hurriedly turned his head, and the next moment he was hugged into his arms, and his slightly hot breath sprinkled on his skin, like a ripple of gentle white feathers across his heart, "Xiao Qiqi~I miss you so much~"

The cold and coquettish voice rubbed the white and tender little ears with the soft lips of the voice.

"Shimo! When did you get back? "Feel the scorching heat in front of him, and the familiar scent of his body.

Qingluan couldn't help but reach out and hug Shi Mo hard, and her heart trembled slightly.

It's only been a year, but for some reason, I miss him more than ever.

"Today~Xiao Qiqi misses me~"

"Not really!" Qingluan snorted, only to realize that there was still a lollipop in his mouth.

"Xiao Qiqi didn't miss me, I'm so sad." Shi Mo bit his pale earlobe aggrievedly and licked it lightly with the tip of his tongue.

“!!!”

Boom!

fell over-the-shoulder, and Shi Mo fell to the ground gorgeously.

Qingluan touched his ears, this demon...!! Why do you keep making this kind of action, if she can't help coughing... Stopped, Qingluan bit the lollipop and glared at Shi Mo on the ground unhappily.

"Ah~It hurts~"

"Pretend to be you, it's not like you haven't been dropped!" Qingluan squatted down and glanced at him disdainfully.

"Little Qiqi, what are you eating?" Shi Mo's gaze moved downward, and the narrow and deep phoenix eyes fell on the lollipop in Qingluan's mouth, deep black, bewitching and charming. "I want to eat it too~"

"It's sugar, there's still it in there, I'll get it."

Qingluan said, just about to get up.

The slender and smooth hand reached over, snatched the lollipop from Qingluan's mouth, and put it in his lips.

"I like to eat Xiao Qiqi's ~sugar~"