Chapter 392: Angel Kindergarten 28

Chapter 392 Angel Kindergarten 28

Zhang Yuanyuan was surprised to find that from the game to the present, without her chubby, she might have died several times.

"Did you just find out? Gao Wan who cleared a round of the game."

After confirming that there was no danger for the time being, Fu Anan relaxed a little. He touched two pieces of small bread, shared one piece with Zhang Yuanyuan, and ate it lying down under the bed.

"Where did you get the food?" Zhang Yuanyuan asked in a low voice while pinching the bread.

"I saved it."

Fu Anan gave her a white look.

The game map of this round of dungeons is too special, and there is no way to hoard a large amount of supplies.

To get something to eat, he not only has to deduct from his daily rice bowl, but also has to find a way to avoid the eyes of the nine players.

"I'm starving to save some food!"

Zhang Yuanyuan felt a little distressed when she heard the words. She just wanted to say that she had worked hard, but she felt something was wrong, "Xiao Pang, our clothes don't have big pockets, how can we carry such a big bag of bread?"

Suddenly she thought of a possibility, and her voice trembled with excitement,

"You, you got the legendary space item?"

Fu Anan smiled at her, "Are you surprised?"Gét latest novel chapters on nov(e)lbj/n(.)c/om

Hiss!

Receiving an affirmative answer, Zhang Yuanyuan gasped. Sure enough, Fu Anan was also a European emperor in the game.

After hearing what Fu Anan said, Zhang Yuanyuan was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

Xiaopang is pretending to be new!

Xiaopang is actually an old player!

When she thought of the way Xiaomeng called each other these days, and thinking of herself pretending to be a boss, she was so embarrassed that she tapped her toes.

"Fuck!"

Zhang Yuanyuan cursed uncontrollably. Then cheekily, he hugged Fu Anan's thigh tightly,

"Dad, why are you so low-key? Dad!"

"You will fly me, right? Dad!"

"Calm down." Fu An'an lovingly touched her dog's head, "Daddy can only take your dog, not fly you."

As long as you can go back alive, flying or not is formalism.

"You are amazing, you should have said earlier!

You don’t know how much pressure it is for me to bring another Mengxin? How miserable am I these days? "

Zhang Yuanyuan beat her chest and stomped her feet, and called her father very kindly,

"By the way, Dad, how many games have you experienced?"

"I don't remember this clearly, anyway, it started from the first stage."

Fu An'an heard the words, really counted on his fingers, six rounds? Seven rounds?