Chapter 269 Meet You, the New Year's Elegance

"Sir, I know I am sick, like a psychopath, very sick. I have tried to treat it before, but no one can cure me."

"Don't say that to yourself," Mu Yeqin hugged her in his arms with heartache.

Nian Bai's face leaned against his chest, his eyes drooped slightly, Wu Shen looked at the little bugs flying from the windowsill outside, lingering around the petals.

"Sir, my life in more than 20 years was as blank as paper. At that time, it didn't seem important whether I was a lyrics or not."

"But since I met you, I have become more greedy. I should take you as my own and not give you to others. But it's strange that I have never had this idea before. I can tolerate Momo.

, able to tolerate Bing'er, as if in his own consciousness, he felt that we are a whole..."

Mu Yeqin hugged her tightly, Nian Bai hugged him back, feeling assured as he had never felt before.

"noob……"

Mu Yeqin didn't know how to comfort him. In his heart, they were always the same person, but their different personalities were revealed more clearly, that's all.

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Couplets, door gods, word blessing...

Qianmo parked his car on the side of the road.

"Dad boy, you shout again?"

The woman's throat rolled, her heart was sore, and there was a feeling of unclear words lingering. She wanted to ask, A Jin, in your heart, does it matter if anyone doesn't matter?

One day, will you abandon me as much as you walk on me, treat me like them?

The man pinched her cheek, "Where is Zhou Yan?"

I picked out the most beautiful one and posted the ugliest one on my door. This one was painted by Mu Yeqin.

Fallon, who had lost his soul and lost his self, walked towards them step by step, lowered his head in front of the man, "Sir."

Qianmo looked at the door opposite, then at his own door, his eyes gradually became big with a bronze bell.

Then the sister's door was the second ugly one. The one on Qianmo's door was not different from the one on his sister's house, but the ones left for the residents below him were all very beautiful.

"Assistant, manager, come, pick me up..."

The man beside him smiled coldly and ruthlessly, "I have obtained the experimental data. What are the useless people left to do?"

"Well, are you doing well?"

Mu Qingshen slid the double-sided anti-stick paper and was about to go to the door when the door opened.

Juechen: "..."

Qianmo pointed at the opposite door and said, "Hey, hey, hey..." "Damn kid, isn't that what I want? You'll post the ugliest one for me?"

"Tsk," Mu Qingshen sat back.

There are always bodyguards in black coming and going, and researchers in white coats shuttle through every room.

"Call mom."

He glanced at him and entered the elevator.

The most superficial picture of Maitreya Buddha was made up with a sleeping fist, and it seemed that he was fighting monsters. Mu Qingshen chose it at a glance and bought it at a high price.

"Hey, I booked this New Year painting last night. Give me the ugliest one..." Qian Mo came over and poked his head and pointed, "You kid, you have a wife, have you forgotten your sister, right?"

The boss greeted him warmly, and he specialized in selling things. The rusty bicycle was filled with "Nianhong". Mu Qingshen looked around in the red, "Boss, do you have that...the one who exorcized the demons and evil spirits.

Planting New Year pictures?"

"You are not my sister."

When I saw the man in the cold wind, Mu Qingshen said: "Ao~~~~~"

After he got into the car, Juechen Youyou scratched his eyes into the rearview mirror.

The few people chatted casually, and it was very prosperous outside, and there were dancing yangko and laughing in the cracks in the bricks, haha, with joy.

Mu Qingshen looked around and looked perfect.

Mu Qingshen poked his head out from behind her shoulder and read it word by word. Qian Mo slapped and slapped his head, "Stupid brat, it's rude to peek at other people's phones."

The couplet was only glued to one end, and as the door opened and closed, it swayed loosely.

As he walked, he left bloody footprints.

Many people buy New Year’s goods on New Year’s Eve, and there are a lot of cars on the street.

Mrs. Xuanyuan behind her secretly looked at them.

The two walked towards the elevator, and Qianmo looked down at his cell phone.

“Assistant, parking.”

“This is not sticking.”

Although there is no one living in the Peach Blossom Hall, the etiquette that should be available is still indispensable.

With Uncle Ying here, no one is afraid of any monsters and monsters.

Behind a glass door, in the green cylindrical glass water tank, the curled body suddenly opened its eyes, its eyeballs were congested, as if it could burst in the next second.

The man glanced at the side and the bodyguard took him down.

There is also the New Year pictures that Nianbai came out after working overnight yesterday. She outlined in the middle, and Mu Yeqin was there to polish her.

The cage under the sea is just like the past where ghosts echo. The countless bright lights inside are blazing and dazzling, and the elevator goes all the way to the lowest floor.

Qianmo wanted to stuff the shoe board into his mouth.

The hospital was on vacation, but Juechen was not on duty.

The person I met expressed indifference to this, as if he was no longer surprised.

"It's solved, I've watched him take the medicine with my own eyes."

She has been home since her elder sister came back, and Mu Qingshen felt that she hadn't seen her for a long time.

The couplets bought for ten yuan on the street stall were not spread out. Mu Qingshen smoothed them from top to bottom and pressed the bottom of the couplet on the glue.

Mu Qingshen looked at her up and down. Qianmo was already dressed and had a bag on his shoulder.

This girl is a little stupid?

On the way, he took Mrs. Xuanyuan again.

"Yes," the boss pulled out a stack from underneath.

He struggled, pulled out the snorkel in his mouth, and punched the water tank instantly shattered. He then landed on the ground, and his bare feet stepped into the glass fragments, and he didn't care.

The roadside stall outside the window crossed his sight, and Mu Qingshen said, "Assistant, stop, I'll go buy something."

"I am your mother, I..."

Welded in the center of the door roof.

The elevator door is opened, and the corridor under your feet extends endlessly. The snow-white walls and white air seem to linger in the ground surface, giving people the illusion of coldness all over the body, but in fact, it is just an illusion.

When getting in the car, Mu Qingshen consciously sat in the back seat. After not being well-behaved for a while, he couldn't help but poke his head out, "Sister, who are you doing as an assistant?"

"Young man, let's have two couplets?"

Maitreya Buddha was dug to the door of the Peach Blossom Hall. Mu Qingshen went home to find a marker and drew a talisman with the word "Uncle Ying".

Mu Qingshen looked at the New Year pictures in his hand and stuck out his tongue.

"Nothing," Juechen looked away, covered his hand on his mouth, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Qian Mo kicked him, and Mu Qingshen jumped and dodged.

All posts are ready, let's go.

Mu Yeqin and Nian Bai are gone long ago. This point is probably already at Yuyun Castle, and Fu Xi...

The woman in front of the elevator door caught the open door, watched the person inside walk out, her pupils slightly widened, "Falon? You made him..."

Juechen sat in the co-pilot, the car was warm, and the temperature difference inside and outside made him feel comfortable and shouted "huh~".

...

Mu Qingshen got up early and posted the New Year red.

"Have you packed up?"

Juechen looked at her, Qianmo turned his head and met him, "What are you looking at?"

He acted in a zombie movie, and Mu Qing deeply liked it.

When he finished everything, two yellow leaves were swept by the wind, empty.

Several people waited in the car for a while, but thought he was slow and left on their own.

Helplessly, Mu Qingshen had to turn back and ride the small electric donkey.
Chapter completed!