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after returning the camera photos to Luo Yinghao and LAN Yaya, Yang Zimei returned to her room and was about to sit down when Zhen Zi knocked on the door. "Master, I'm coming in."
"Well."
At this time, Yang Zimei didn't want to be disturbed, but she was curious what Zhenzi was looking for, so he let her in.
Zhenzi pushed the door and came in. She was used to spreading her hair or wearing her hair. She even tied up her high ponytail like Yang Zimei, overflowing with the flavor of youth.
"Master --"
Zhenzi walked in a little briskly, "I want to take my picture."
"Zhenzi, you are not like me at all, but the photos are so. What's your opinion?"
Yang Zimei picked out the photos of Zhenzi and put them on the table one by one and asked about Zhenzi.
With a smile, Zhenzi took those photos in her hand and looked at them carefully. "No idea. The servant is like the master. It's a matter of course."
"Zhenzi --"
Yang Zimei looked at her, "but I don't want you to be like me. I am a unique me, and you are a unique Zhenzi."
"The master will always be unique. Even if she looks like her master again, she will not replace her master. Please rest assured."
Zhen Zi's sincere way.
Hearing this, Yang Zimei's heart sank.
Yes, Zhenzi looks more and more like himself. In the end, will he be eaten back by her and replaced by her?
And you end up dead?
Thinking of this, a cold rose up, let her goose bumps suddenly, the heart more and more uneasy.
She only left a picture of Zhenzi, let her take it away, and then turn to Xiaoqian's room.
Since the disappearance, Xiao Qian has become sleepy and spends a lot of time in bed every day.
Yang Zimei comes in and pushes him awake.
"Elder sister, don't you want to accompany big brother day by day? Why do you still have time to come to me? " Xiao Qian rubbed his eyes and asked.
"He's back in the United States again, Xiaoqian. Look at this picture -"
Yang Zimei shows the picture of Zhenzi to Xiaoqian.
"Sister, when did you wear Zhenzi's maid's clothes? Hehe, it looks like Zhen Zi. "
Xiao Qian said with a smile.
"Xiaoqian --"
Yang Zimei's expression was dignified, "this is not my photo, but Zhenzi's photo. Luo Yinghao just took a picture of Zhenzi, but found it was like me. It's just so weird."
"Chaste son?"
Xiaoqian looked at the photo carefully and nodded, "yes, your forehead has a little cinnabar red. This photo doesn't have it. What's going on? How could her picture look like you? Zhenzi is more beautiful than you
"Yang thought," instead of me, she was afraid of death, and then turned to be a little sad
Small thousand one listen, also take back just the frolic, immature face becomes serious, "your worry is not unreasonable. This strange existence of Zhenzi is very insecure in itself
"Xiaoqian, I really want to break the contract with her. I don't want her to follow me any more. Think about it. What kind of spell can I have?"
Yang Zimei knows that although Xiaoqian has lost his previous memory, he seems to have some special ability. Moreover, he is also familiar with many magical magic spells, such as invisibility.
"I try to think about it. However, in my understanding, once a blood contract is made, it can never be released. "
Xiaoqian frowned.
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