On the table.
Yang Ping thought the atmosphere was strange.
Xuanxuan took the spoon and tried to scoop up the soybean milk in the bowl. She tried several times but failed. She frowned and cupped her mouth. She was very dissatisfied. Sophie simply had breakfast and said something had gone out of the clinic. The little one shook his two pink legs and showed an innocent smile.
incorrect.
Mu Zihan's eyes at him were very wrong. In the past, he could be more subtle, but now he looks at him from time to time, affectionate and not direct. Yang Ping secretly wondered, just one night, sister Mu became bold and unrestrained?
"Yang Ping, is it enough? If not enough, I'll help you add a little more." Mu Zihan smiled. When he looked at each other, his pretty face was crimson and very shy.
Yang Ping was embarrassed.
"Enough."
Yang Ping said quickly.
A bad breakfast.
Yang Ping was not very lazy when he cleaned up the table. He always made Mu Zihan feel bad about his work, but just started, Mu Zihan hurriedly stopped him, pretending to be angry and said, "this is a woman's business. Just sit down."
“……”
Unable to feel his headache, monk Yang Ping reluctantly smiled and said, "sister mu, what's the matter with you today?"
Mu Zihan exclaimed and hurriedly said, "nothing. I'll do this in the future."
Yang Ping smiled bitterly, came forward to help and said, "sister mu, I'm a little flustered when you look like this." it didn't matter much, but mu Zihan's attitude was very wrong, which made him confused. When he saw the bad smile on the corner of his mouth, he clicked, and he had a bad hunch.
Finish packing.
Mu Zihan led Xuanxuan out for a walk.
Yang Ping and Xiaobu are left in the clinic.
Yang Ping, with a black face, asked, "to be honest, have you done anything? Sister Mu doesn't look at me right."
The little one smiled and said, "don't wrong good people. I won't be so boring."
"Really?"
Yang Ping was wary. He used to look like the best in the world. The weather changed this morning, and he didn't look like a beast swallowing farts.
"I wanted to help you catch Tenglong in the back mountain of Longcheng University, but I'll forget it." Yang Ping sighed deliberately and said helplessly, "I've been a little busy recently."
The little one's eyes lit up fiercely and shouted, "no, let's go together and I'll help you!"
"But I don't understand the situation on sister Mu's side."
Yang Ping pretended to meditate.
I was a little anxious and shouted, "people are interested in you at first sight. You can't understand the expression that women like men. Thanks to you or human beings, I can see it."
Yang Ping stares at Xiaobu fiercely.
The little girl secretly said that it was bad. When she exposed her stuffing, she quickly added, "I didn't do anything. People like you and want to be with you. You don't hate her. Why refuse people thousands of miles away? I'm just helping you."
Yang Ping gritted his teeth and said, "I knew you had a lot to do. Be honest, what did you do to sister mu last night!"
Seeing that Yang Ping was very angry, little one muttered, "I didn't do anything. Last night I put a thousand paper cranes at the door of her room, which only wrote a few words."
Yang Ping sneered: "a few words? What is it written?"
“……”
Little did not hesitate for a moment and said, "nothing. Just some words of concern. When shall we catch Tenglong? I want to move my muscles and bones."
Yang Ping didn't move.
The little one urged, "are you going or not?"
"What did you write?"
Yang Ping's face was ugly. He had a hunch that it must be bad. He asked.
The little one smiled and whispered, "it's nothing. I saw a bridge section on TV yesterday. Men pursue women. When I confessed, there were thousands of paper cranes hanging at the door of others, and then said I love you. I thought about your two ambiguous, so I helped you and pierced the window paper."
"Your sister!"
Yang Ping's head exploded. I tried every means to alienate Mu Zihan because I was afraid that the relationship would become complicated. His identity as a lonely star of Tiansha would make Mu Zihan's mother and daughter suffer the scourge of heaven. The son of a bitch who swallowed the sky set them up. Isn't this death?
"Well, I'm loyal enough."
The little one laughed.
Yang Ping wanted to strangle it and said angrily, "righteousness is a fart. You know I don't want to pierce the window paper in order to protect their safety. Do you know that all women who have a relationship with me have inexplicable problems. Mom, you killed me."
The little one wondered, "it's not that serious."
Yang Ping gritted his teeth and said, "it's much more serious than you think. You'd better explain it to sister mu, or we won't finish."
"Then the back mountain..."
The little one didn't know how to make trouble, so he didn't give up and asked, "when are you going?"
"Fuck your sister!"
Yang Ping didn't have a good way. He shook his head and hummed, "you solve the problem first, or I'll kill you. Don't think the sky swallowing beast is invincible. My fist doesn't know the sky swallowing beast. It annoys me and blows me up."
The little one stuck out his tongue and said wrongly, "I'm not helping you. Your marriage line has been set long ago. You're close to the door. You dog bit LV Dongbin..."
"Go to the dead side."
Yang Ping's face was ugly, and she secretly said in her heart that she hoped there would be no moths because of the small episode. Now she was worried about Zhu Xi's situation in the heavenly tomb and the disappearance of Mingzhu. She was so worried that she had no time to deal with other feelings.
"Hey, you're a real man. It's kind of like a donkey's liver and lung."
The little one muttered, hem and haw, glanced back and scolded, "you are so stupid. Even I can see that she is not an ordinary person at all. How can she have nothing to do with you."
Yang Ping frowned and lost in thought.
He finally remembered that before killing the wise men of the United States, the place had obviously gone through a fierce battle. At that time, Mu Zihan was full of magical power, which had never been seen before. The golden light belonged to another system with him, but it was absolutely not bad.
If Mu Zihan hadn't stimulated the complete energy system in his body, otherwise he would be a wise man, which is not enough for mu Zihan to shoot to death.
This is a question he has been avoiding.
Because once Mu Zihan is sure that he is not an ordinary person, there will be many changes next.
Between thoughts.
Yang Pingmeng raised his head and looked outside. His face changed dramatically. He said, "those things who don't know how to live or die are not dead!"
Boom!
One kilometer from the clinic.
The battle began quickly, but it ended quickly.
Far more than Yang Ping expected.
Under his eyelids, there were people who dared to deal with Mu Zihan, and Yang Ping's heart lit up a towering anger. He almost flew out of the clinic and rushed to the traffic lights at the intersection. He saw a light and shadow running away with Mu Zihan.
"Die."
Yang Ping's eyes were cold and pulled into the sky. At that time, the sky changed color, as if the end had come. He has warned, but if anyone dares to come, pay a heavy price.
A thunder fell from the sky.
Directly on the man.
ah
Before he could scream, the man turned into fly ash. Fortunately, there were not many people in the morning, and some people were attracted by the sudden lightning in the sky and thought it was going to rain. The man died without a whole body. There is no evidence.
Yang Ping killed a man and robbed Mu Zihan. He looked down and became more angry.
Where is mu Zihan.
He was wearing Mu Zihan's clothes, but he was just a toy.
Puppetry!
Only puppetry can simulate Mu Zihan's breath, and puppetry comes from the island country. Yang Ping's face is gloomy and moves a strong killing opportunity.
Since you want to die.
I'll help you!
Yang Ping's mental strength dispersed, and the whole dragon city seemed to be shrouded in a dark cloud. Anyone and anywhere flashed by. They soon found the breath of island experts and lurked in the hotel next to Sanyuan building.
One step.
Yang Ping came to the hotel with a dull look.