When I arrived at the store, I didn’t see the mummy version of Song Shijing sitting in a wheelchair, which made Mu Qian feel very grateful...

It's right to think about it. That guy probably has no reason to stay now... In just a few days, such a big mess has already occurred, which has attracted the "meteor shower". If she stays here, she will probably completely destroy the town.

Suddenly I feel like this fool is still a disaster star...

Mu Qian jumped into the store door, landed silently, quietly ran behind the young girl mopping the floor, and suddenly shouted: "Sister Qing!"

"Ah!" Miss Qing's hand twitched, turned her head weakly and looked at it. She found that it was Mu Qian, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"I was shocked again! Why are you all saying hello now! What should I do if I have a heart disease!"

"You?" Mu Qian keenly captured the word, "Who else is here?"

"Xiao Jingjing, she just went out to give her away."

Hum? She is still there... Mu Qian has a few black lines hanging on his forehead...

"Why haven't she left yet?"

"Xiao Qian, are you? Are you treating her..." Sister Qing glanced at the side, looking a little guilty, and lowered her voice and said, "Do you hate her very much?"

Mu Qian was suddenly surprised, "Did I show it so obviously?"

"Damn, do you really hate her?" Sister Qing suddenly looked frowning, "How could this happen? She obviously treats you... Alas, you were rushing her away the day before yesterday."

"Just kidding, how could I hate this guy?" Mu Qian started wearing an apron, and Sister Qing was working next to him and tied the button on his waist. Mu Qian said seriously: "Even if Song Shijing is useless and has no advantages, she is still a beautiful girl after all, and my aesthetic taste is not as perverted as Zhu Su..."

"Yeah!" Sister Qing interrupted his words.

At the entrance of the store, Zhu Su and Song Shijing stood side by side, and at the same time, they were filled with some dark style...

"I'll go to the kitchen to work! I'll mop the floor and leave it to you!" Sister Qing ran away happily, patting Mu Qian on the shoulder, "Take care."

Mu Qian:...

A few seconds later, Zhu Su, who rushed up, hugged Mu Qian's legs, and Song Shijing strangled his neck and tried to perform a simple version of the five horses to dismember him.

Lord Demon King was so amused that he was caught by the person involved in saying bad things after hundreds of years.

After a while, Zhu Su ran to buy snacks for his sister.

Achievement: The brother who is always running on the way to buy snacks for his sister.

The next achievement preview: The brother who always encounters various abnormal situations on the way to buy snacks for his sister.

There were no customers in the snack bar. The fat aunt seemed to trust Mu Qian's work ability very much and hadn't come to take a nap at home yet... So, he and Song Shijing were alone again.

Sister Qing, who was hiding in the kitchen playing with her mobile phone, somehow left two lines of tears silently.

These tears are her accusation of existence...

Mu Qian began to continue the mopping work that Sister Qing had just completed halfway; Song Shijing stood next to the air conditioner with her little hands on her back, slowly took off her windbreaker and took off her glasses.

She seemed to enjoy the process from ‘sultry’ to ‘liberation’.

It seems that there is no topic to talk about, or there seems to be no topic to talk about, it is... who will break this delicate silence first.

The sound of air conditioning fans rotating, vehicles passing by on the street, cicadas calling on the trees, and whispers passing by in the distance...

"Hey." She shouted, holding the folded windbreaker and battle robe in her arms.

It seemed like I had changed into new clothes, the white shirt, and the outline of the underwear could be vaguely seen, and the white gauze skirt that had just reached my knees.

Just now, there was part of this gauze skirt under the corner of the windbreaker. Mu Qian thought she had changed into a new lace-edged windbreaker...

She was standing next to her, and when she took off her sunglasses, she lost the cool feeling, and became a kind of tenderness that made people want to get close to.

"Hey." She shouted again, because Mu Qian kept mopping the floor with his head down.

"What's wrong, b." Mu Qian pressed the mop's left arm against the end of the mop and said helplessly, "I have a name."

"That, Xiao Mian, Mian."

"You can move the one behind, but my mother has never shouted that."

"Xiao Qian," Song Shijing bit her lip, "I am really useless in your eyes. Nothing can do."

Mu Qian blinked: "Didn't you praise you for being beautiful?"

"I'm so dizzy. Beautiful can be artificial now, but it's not a good thing."

"Oh," Mu Qian suddenly realized, "It turns out you are artificial."

"You are still smart! Sister is pure natural! No pollution!" Song Shijing raised her face, and the subtle feeling just now disappeared.

Mu Qian smiled and continued to work with his head down.

He was not worried about whether Song Shijing would go back or not. After all, that was her own business and she had no right to interfere with anything.

Song Shijing carefully stepped on the ground, and the sneakers left a shallow mark on the floor.

"Just leave, I have to drag it again later." Mu Qian said beside him.

"Well," Song Shijing then walked to Mu Qian with a smile, put the windbreaker on the table next to her, and reached out her hand with her grasp, "Give it."

"What?" Mu Qian was stunned for a moment and stared at the little hand in front of him.

Somehow, the recently updated "instant memory screen" scene appeared in front of me. From that night she came to her eyes, she had just rubbed her forehead secretly last night...

Mu Qian actually blushed!

A demon king who has lived for countless years, and a demon king who has decided to re-become a human society, turned red!

"What's this?"

"Here, pay back the money!" Song Shijing smiled, spread her hands, and there was a wrinkled hundred-dollar bill inside.

Apparently, she caught it all the way.

"No, I'll treat you and the uncle to that meal," Mu Qian shook his head and asked, "Do you have money now?"

"Although I'm sorry to say it, I asked my mother for some pocket money yesterday," Song Shijing stuck out her tongue, "I still have to continue handling cases here, and continue to act as bait to attract those people who have regained their souls... Uh, I can't tell you this, bah, just pretend you didn't hear it!"

Based on the principle that more things are worse than less, Mu Qian nodded: "Well, I didn't hear anything."

This serious topic suddenly makes me feel like I am playing house.

"Then where will you live next?"

"Where is the hotel," Song Shijing seemed very disappointed, "I can't go to your house to get the bed... Alas, my cute little sister, you bring it to the store more."

Mu Qian turned dark: "That's my sister!"

"You are so stingy, maybe you will be my sister in the future... Well, cough!"

Mu Qian was stunned, and Song Shijing's face turned red quickly.

She turned around suddenly, her skirt and long hair were fluttering, and ran out towards the store door, "I'll buy it, buy something!"

The figure quickly disappeared, completely without the influence of yesterday's injury... Her spiritual power has been trained very well in recovering from her injuries.

"Ah?"

Mu Qian scratched her head, what did she say just now?

Stop kidding!

Lord Demon King clenched his fist: Who dares to take away his sister and destroy him!

Yes! The demon must be destroyed!

In fact, he also knew that the meaning of Song Shijing's words just now was not to take it away, but... share it, probably.

Actually, I was a little cautious.

...

"Ah Yee Yee Yee Yee Yee Yee..."

Xiaoling rubbed her little nose and caught a cold as soon as she went out. She felt that the whole world was not very good.

Dad was driving in line to cheer up, and she was waiting for her mother to come out in the shade of the tree not far from the very luxurious toilet door of the service station.

The teacher said that we must learn to think about the problem in a different way. The sneezing just now...

‘Hehe, it must be my brother thinking about himself!’

Xiaoling squinted her eyes, her face turned slightly red, and she stood with her hands on her back, falling into beautiful reverie.

The breeze blew her neat short hair, and the beautiful era of a girl was just beginning...

Not far away, two men and women wearing incombinable gas station uniforms. The man lowered the brim of the baseball cap and could not see his true face; the woman's chest was too full, and the buttons of the shirt seemed to be broken at any time.

"Did you see her?" The man's voice was a bit weird and feminine.

"See, boss." The woman's voice was a little charming and charming.

The man said: "Although you just conquered you and asked you to work, which is a bit inconsistent with the style of a human gentleman, I don't think you should mind...go."

"As for orders, boss."

The woman swayed the thin willow waist and walked under the tree, while the corner of the man's mouth exposed to the sun was filled with some fun and expectation.

If Chen Shaoyong was here, he would probably be able to recognize him at a glance.

This woman with a charming figure... the leader of the Fuhun team once made the Iron Jade helpless.
Chapter completed!