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"Well, why did I mess up my life?" Lan Qin asked in confusion.

He lay on the sofa for another half an hour before he returned to his room. Coincidentally, Mumu had just finished showering and changed from her casual fashionable clothes into the Mickey Mouse pajamas that Lanlan had bought for her.

Her facial features were very good, and the shape of her face was also very good. A tall figure with wavy hair that seduced people sexually could actually be abandoned by someone as a beauty. This was something that Lan Qin could not believe for a long time. It should be rather hard to find someone better looking than Mumu, because what Mumu had was natural. Even if someone else went to get a facelift, they might not be as beautiful as her. That man was really too ignorant.

Lan Qin felt her heart flutter as she watched. "Stay on the bed obediently, I'll pounce on you after I take a shower."

Mumu raised her brows, "I think it's me who should be the one who should pounce on you, Little Qinzi."

"Aiyo, then let's see who will pounce on who." Of course Lan Qin would not admit defeat, she stubbornly faced Mumu.

She then found a set of pajamas that was similar to Mumu's. Lan Qin had always felt that Lanlan's darling Mickey Mouse was in this way more like a kid's pajamas, and the things he picked for her were pretty much those of a weirdo mouse.

He went into the bathroom, put down his dark and smooth hair, and opened the shower to wash off the fatigue from the day.

Just then, Lan Qin's phone rang. Mumu respected the privacy of others and did not even look at who it was. "Little Qinzi, your phone is ringing."

Lan Qin who was in the bathroom replied loudly, "Help me pick it up."

Mumu obediently picked up the call, "Hey, Little Qinzi is busy right now, I'll call you later if there's anything you need."

He didn't even ask what was going on and just called for someone to call him later. This was Mumu, she did not like listening to other people's phone calls, nor did she like helping others with the transmission.

"Wait, who are you?" A voice filled with magnetism came out of the phone.

Male? This voice was enough to tell that it wasn't her brother. Who else would call Little Qinzi in the middle of the night? Who are you? "

His curiosity was piqued. He raised his eyebrows and thought for a moment. Who could it be?

"You called my Little Qinzi in the middle of the night, and it was a man. Why did you call him from the real world?"

Lin Yitian was wondering why there was another woman's voice. Recalling that Lan Qin had picked up the call this afternoon, she asked tentatively, "Are you Mumu?"

"Are you the one who called me Mumu!? Call me Fang Mumu! "Thank you." Mumu would never bother to bother with someone who tried to get close to him.

Fang Mumu! Fang Canjun! Lin Yitian's face instantly turned black, he seemed to have thought of something, as long as it was related to Fang Canjun, they were all not good people, and immediately hung up.

He gloomily looked out of the window like a Yama coming from hell. Coldness, Fang Canjun, don't think that you can have your sister. Lan Qin is me, he can only belong to me. Lin Yitian looked out the window at the night sky and secretly swore in his heart that if he didn't get it, I will destroy it.

He tightly held the tappet in his hand, and it became tighter and tighter until it finally shattered just like that.

The remaining red wine in the glass splattered with the texture of the hand. The broken pieces of glass scraped against the skin of the hand. The drop after drop was incomparably enchanting, deeply stimulating one's eyeballs.

After finishing her bath, Lan Qin wiped her hair with a towel and asked, "Who is it?"

When Mumu thought about how that person was angered again, she immediately told her that the person before him was not a good person, but she was too lazy to chew on the tongue of others, "I don't know, I didn't look at it before picking it up."