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"Xiaomei, are you really not willing to tear it down?"

Seeing her hesitation, song Xuan felt the cut-in point on the back of the mirror. "Even if the back is taken apart, it should not affect the effect of the mirror. I will be very careful."

Yang Zimei thought for a moment, "it's hard for Mr. Song."

When song Xuan heard her promise, he was overjoyed, "wait a minute. I'll go home and get my tools."

With that, he quickly got up and ran out.

Yang Zimei was sweating and looking at the fast walking back which was not in accordance with his usual slow and leisurely style, full of black lines.

For a long time, she thought that people like Mr. Song had cultivated to the state where Mount Tai collapsed without falling down. However, she did not expect that there was still an acute side.

She took the mirror and looked over and over again, hoping that this was what song Xuan called the mirror of King Qin.

If she could carry a mirror like an X-ray with her, how beneficial it would be for her to practice medicine in the future.

After finishing her homework, LAN Yaya came out and saw her looking in the mirror. She grabbed the mirror and took a look at her face. Then she sighed, "if there is a kind of mirror in this world that can see the front edge and future generations of people, how wonderful it would be."

"Ha ha, this kind of mirror is estimated to be in God's hand. When you go to heaven in the future, you can steal it and let me have a look."

Yang Zimei said with a smile.

"If I can go to heaven, so can you. You are smarter than me. If you steal, I will keep the wind for you."

Lan Ya squints and laughs.

"I may not be able to go to heaven, my soul is turbid, no more than 18 layers of hell has been laughing." Yang Zimei shook his head.

"Then I'll go to hell with you, and then you'll hold me fast. Otherwise, if I go to heaven alone, I will feel that heaven is hell

Blue Ya bitter face way, "I just you a friend, anyway, after you go where, I will follow you to where?"

"Hey, don't you have to get married or something?"

"I'll marry you. I'll depend on you anyway."

Lan Ya put her arm around her, wiped her face on her shoulder, bared her teeth and teased, "you are my husband, you are my everything, you are my..."

"Don't be disgusted. I don't want to be your husband. I want to be my dragon's wife. You'd better go to major Luo Yinghao to be your husband."

Yang Zimei gave her a white look.

When Lan Ya heard this, her whole face was dyed red, and she pushed her angrily, "really, why are you kidding people and major Luo? Major Luo will not look at me

"What's so great about Luo Yinghao? What's wrong with you? Why does he look down on you? I said, "you look down on him."

LAN Yaya's face became more red, and her black eyes became a little gloomy. "Major Luo is a typical Gao Fu Shuai, but what about me? Hehe, it's just that people don't look like people. Ghosts don't look like ghosts. "

It seems that she has already begun to love Luo Yinghao.

Yang Zimei hugged Lan Ya's shoulder, "Ya Ya, you remember, you are not bad at all. You are more than enough to match any man in the world. You have Yin and Yang eyes. It's because your soul is pure. God has chosen you to communicate with ghosts and gods. It's not a sin, but an honor! "

"Thank you, Zimei. You can always comfort me and make me have confidence in life. Before I met you, I was really not like a human being or a ghost."

Lan Ya looks at Yang Zimei gratefully.

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