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His mouth suddenly let out a light noise, and then he laughed: "can you help me? These people are really interesting. "

Luochuan eats food in silence, and has a deep sense of merit and fame.

He used a vest when he sent the message, so no one knows where the trend started.

"Boss, have you seen the origin community?" Demon Ziyan looks at Luochuan.

"Yes." Luochuan nodded without change.

"I don't know who was the first to say it. Now the origin community has all comments in this format." Demon purple smoke opened other applications to see, "other applications are also."

Luochuan didn't make evaluation, but he kept Gong and Ming: "eat first."

After the business hours of the origin mall ended, Jiang Shengjun did not have the mind to wander around Jiuyao city at all, and returned directly to Zuo Xiangfu.

"Where's my father?" He took the towel from the maid and wiped the place where the rain had splashed on his body. Jiang Shengjun couldn't wait to ask.

"The master is in his study." The maid replied respectfully.

After getting the location, Jiang Shengjun stuffed the towel to the maid and walked across the long corridor toward the study.

He is going to ask the reason why he went down to the river to train in the sky.

"It's easy." Jiang xiuran put sprite on the table, "I feel troublesome."

Jiang Shengjun:??

"Ha ha, that's a joke." Jiang xiuran laughed and patted him on the shoulder. "The strength of walking in the sky is stronger than me. Training with him is certainly better than following me."

"That's right." Jiang Shengjun nodded his head, and then his face was suspicious, "but how do I feel you didn't look like you were joking?"

As the commander of Zhennan, bu cangqiong is a general commanding the army. His strength is stronger than Zuo Xiangjiang xiuran. It is not a secret thing in Jiuyao city.

"Go and go." Jiang xiuran immediately waved his hand when he heard this, "I'm busy. Don't bother me. Go and see if dinner is ready."

Jiang Shengjun curled his lips and left the room. Jiang xiuran took the magic mobile phone and left a comment on a new post.

"My son almost understood what I really thought. Can you help me?

after dinner, Luochuan was lying on his chair and didn't want to move.

At noon, he didn't have a nap because he wanted to watch the auction house live broadcast by chuyang. He felt that the whole person was not energetic.

"Boss, you don't look very energetic." Demon purple smoke upstairs down, see the appearance of Luochuan some worried said.

"Not bad, just a little sleepy." Luochuan couldn't help yawning.

Demon Ziyan felt that she had guessed the reason, probably because the boss didn't take a nap.

"Go to bed first, boss." Demon Ziyan proposed.

Luochuan shook his head: "sleep is not urgent, first look will magic mobile phone again."

Demon Ziyan thought for a while: "that still go to the coffee shop in Santa NIA?"

"Not today." Luochuan is not interested in touring in Santa NIA today. It is better to lie down and watch the magic mobile phone.

Demon Ziyan took out the magic mobile phone, ready to write the new plot of glory. Because there is a manuscript, so these days a lot of laziness, lost the enthusiasm at the beginning.

"Boss, you're right. As long as you write a work, you will be in a state of procrastination for no reason." Demon Ziyan sighed, and her words were full of emotion.

"This is equivalent to the operating rules of the world, as long as you are in it, sooner or later it will appear." Luochuan has completely given up resistance and the ultimate meaning of life is to eat and die.

Demon Ziyan nodded. From her expression, she should be ready to overcome it.

Coro, Santa.

With the advent of the night, twinkling stars dotted in the black night sky, the Star River is brilliant, and two rounds of bright white moon complement each other.

The streetlights have been on, and the bright light band has divided Saint NIA into small squares. The faint fragrance of flowers diffuses in the air, which makes a little dream for the coming flower fair.

"Herman, are you going out again?" Behind the counter, jottis looked up and frowned at Herman, who was tidying her collar.

"Why say" you " Herman chuckled gently. "Jottis, you should know, this is..."

"It's a job thing, isn't it?" Jotis preempted Herman's words.

"Of course." Herman nodded and wiped his stick with a flannel. "The Commission of the bombing has not been completed, but I am very anxious."

"In a hurry? I don't know. I remember you went to the opera with ehad during the day Jottis began to look through the books. "Although you are the boss of zhumeng office, you should also recognize your responsibility."

Herman didn't resent jottis' nagging: "I know, I'll be back on time."

Came to the door, took a deep breath, all kinds of flowers into the nasal cavity, the light from the street lamp dissipated the darkness.After walking a certain distance, he found a magic car waiting for the guests. After saying where he wanted to go, the scenery on the window immediately started to retreat.

Herman looked out of the window and couldn't help but recall what happened in the coffee shop last night, the warm light, the young boss

Everything about the shop was shrouded in thick fog. After leaving, Herman looked through many books and found no relevant information.

For detectives, mysterious things always arouse the desire to explore the secret, even if they know that there may be danger, they still want to try.

Herman knew he was in such a dangerous state, but he didn't change his mind. Curiosity drove him to do these things.

Maybe that's what Ronald thought, if it wasn't because he couldn't find the store himself

"Here it is." The driver's voice let the wishful spirit of Herman return to reality, after paying the fare, he got off the magic car.

Seeing the familiar figure in front of me, my eyes brightened and I quickly followed up.

"Mr. Ronald, what a coincidence. We meet again." Herman said hello with a smile.

Ronald is still a long black windbreaker and a black top hat. With his progress, the hem of the windbreaker also makes bursts of sound.

Noticing Herman beside him, nodding slightly is a response.

Although Herman said he was just looking for information, Ronald was still wary of him. After all, the positions of both sides were always hostile.

After passing through a few streets, the surroundings quickly become cold, as if suddenly passed by a long time.

The light of street lamp is bound in the aging lampshade, emitting orange light, dividing the road into sections.

There are also street lights that have been abandoned, and that area is occupied by the darkness of night.