Chapter 103 When Dodder Flower becomes the boss of the end of the world (18)

Finally the man squatted beside her.

He stretched out his cold little hand and held her hand.

Yan Chumiao's eyes finally changed a little. She lowered her eyes and saw only the soft top of the boy's head.

She closed her eyes without moving.

The two of them stayed like this for a day.

—

I saw An Sizhu again half a month later.

She changed her name and had a completely unfamiliar face on her face, walking on the streets and alleys.

No one knew her except Yan Chumiao.

I heard that she was a wood-type supernatural being, but because she thought Beifu’s base was good, she applied to come in.

He looks honest and diligent in people.

Yan Chumiao's eyes swept across her without stopping for a second, and seemed to have not noticed at all.

It was only a few days later that the person began to find ways to get close to her little by little.

Yan Chumiao followed her plan and tolerated her approaching.

Of course this refers to the apparent closeness of the two.

Not long after, An Sizhu nervously invited Yan Chumiao to have a meal at her house on her birthday.

Seeing her extremely clumsy performance, Yan Chumiao nodded and agreed.

"sure."

—

An Sizhu always felt that all this was developing too fast and too smoothly.

But every night when she touches her face in the mirror, she feels that she is too nervous.

She thought about what happened that day, which made her life worse than death, and hatred gradually emerged in her eyes.

That day she was picked up and then controlled to help those people do things.

Of course, the target of her eyes is Beiyao, which is Beifu’s base, and she is very willing to do it.

—

When it was An Sizhu's birthday, Yan Chumiao came by the spot.

This made An Sizhu who was waiting both nervous and scared.

Fortunately, Yan Chumiao finally came, and it looked no different from the past.

An Sizhu was relieved.

This so-called birth to Japan is fake. An Sizhu made it very simple on the grounds that there was not enough supplies in the end.

Not even a cake.

She first said a big remark about her experiences over the years and how lucky she was to come to the base and meet Yan Chumiao.

The girl's smile remained unchanged at this.

When he said nothing, An Sizhu couldn't pull it off, and ended the topic a little awkwardly.

Yan Chumiao seemed to have no idea.

"Glaze glaze, you should be hungry after so long, eat something."

An Sizhu took out the fruits prepared in advance.

Su Yi seemed to notice something, but Yan Chumiao held his hand down.

He looked at Yan Chumiao and stopped all his movements. After a while, he slowly lowered his head, with a little blush on his ears.

An Sizhu was nervously waiting for Yan Chumiao's actions at this moment.

The little girl picked up a green pickle and pinched it with her thin white fingers.

"You have quite a lot of fruit."

An Sizhu didn't understand why she asked this. Did she find out what she found?

But she still said the words she had prepared.

"Glaze, I'm telling you about this because I treat you as a real friend. Don't tell anyone after hearing this."

After pausing, she lowered her voice and said.

"Actually, I still have a space power, and I can still plant things inside."

It was those people who helped her upgrade, which was not possible at first.

"Is that true?" the little girl smiled, her voice falling into An Sizhu's ears, and she always felt a little unrecognizable.

"fine."

"It's pretty good." Her heart became more and more nervous.

Seeing that Yan Chumiao hadn't eaten for a long time, she was so anxious that she was about to speak up and find a way to trick her into eating.

Yan Chumiao suddenly threw the lift in her hand towards her, and it was impartial, just into her mouth and immediately slipped into her throat.

The tiger was not big, but she was caught off guard and was still a little choked, and she was more frightened and scared.

She held the table and tried to cough and induce vomiting, but it was useless.

The little girl's voice rang above her head.

Soft and harmless.

"Miss An, you still like this gift I gave me."

In an instant, it was like a bead falling into an ice cave.

She used a pseudonym this time, and she didn't have the word An.

Since she can say it, she can only explain it one thing.

She has always known her true identity and disguise.

Looking at her like a clown.

This feeling of being fooled by people as monkeys and the fear of eating things that shouldn't be eaten made her look a little crazy.

She looked up, her face twisted, "So you got it!"

"But there is no such thing. That person's plan has begun. Do you think you are amazing? No! In front of him, you are nothing!"

"He?" Yan Chumiao's eyes were clear, "You are talking about Ji Zhong."

Ji Zhong is Uncle Ji.

The expression on An Sizhu's face was stiff.

She had known this a long time ago...

At this moment, An Sizhu was uncertain again. She was not sure that the person's plan could really succeed.

But she could no longer give up and she had no way out.

"So what if you know, you can't be his opponent!"

An Sizhu roared, trying to use this to support her last confidence.

But Yan Chumiao felt her voice sharp and noisy.

"If it had a hole, guess what would happen?"

She suddenly asked, a sentence without any beginning or end.

An Sizhu's anger stopped. She didn't understand what Yan Chumiao was saying, but she felt instinctively scared...

"What do you mean?" she asked with a trembling voice.

"Shh..." Yan Chumiao put a finger on his lips, his almond eyes calm and thorough.

An Sizhu's gaze was a little confused, and finally she fell straight to the ground.

Yan Chumiao turned his head and looked at the opposite direction, with a little disgust in his eyes.

The mice hiding in the gutter are indeed the most disgusting and disgusting.

—

In a small basement.

The middle-aged man stood in front of the operating table, knocking his fingers on a thin iron pipe. The dense sound was heard, not loud, but it made people feel upset when they listened.

"Why, why haven't you moved yet?" After a while, the man's irritable murmur sounded.
To be continued...