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I was about to have a serious argument with the little fox about the issue of combat units, but when I saw the little ghost appeared, I decided to hold back for the time being.

Anyway, there is no point in arguing with this little fox. The important thing is that Elijah must not be adopted by her, otherwise a few years later, a guy with a tail on his butt will face a guy with a spray gun in his hand.

The red neck showed contempt - he was a scumbag with only 0.49 combat effectiveness of Mr. Wu.

I don’t know if it’s a serious hot-blooded shounen comic or a comedy about making jokes.

Looking back at the little ghost again, she went her own way as always and was unscrupulous. She didn't show off at all in front of the guests. When she walked out of the room, she floated up lightly. She regarded the stairs as nothing, and she drifted in a daze.

Floating, as if he hadn't woken up, he floated directly from the second floor to the living room on the first floor.

The arrogant little saint in reality turned into a super otaku in the fantasy world of another world. She never went out all day long. Based on my observations and precise calculations in the past few days, she only stepped out of the door 3.75 times a day on average.

Three of them are breakfast, lunch and dinner.

The other 0.5 times were when I went out at night and attacked my brother-in-law at night. Do you know what it felt like when I woke up and suddenly found myself holding Willas in my left hand and the little ghost in my right hand?

Fragrant and charming, I would be swallowed up by a strong shock in an instant, for fear that Tamoya would break in the door the next second, bring me the silver bracelet I longed for, and become the owner of the Jiangnan Textile Factory in the fantasy world.

I think I am quite adaptable. I have been here not long ago. In addition to reading, watching TV and playing on my mobile phone, the most common thing I do is pick up the thick book on marriage law every night before going to bed.

Just like a believer with the Bible, they memorize a few items no matter what.

Then I thought about it and calculated how many years I would have to sit there if I lived according to reality.

Because I am still not fully proficient in reciting it, I can't draw a conclusion for the time being. I only know a rough idea - I did stand up to the punishment.

Fortunately, Sarah was allowed to wait for a few years, otherwise she would be sentenced to more punishment.

Although Sarah's appearance makes people think that even if she waits for another ten years, she will still be punished.

Let’s talk about the remaining 0.5 times, which happened during the day, that is, now. Usually the little ghost’s [brother-in-law energy] is insufficient and needs to be replenished, so it will float and forcefully charge regardless of the atmosphere of the occasion.

I still clearly remember that a few days ago, Sarah came, the dragon Lena came, the little mermaid came, the little girl and Ben Zina came, and the twins were also there. The little fox saw the atmosphere at that time and immediately called the tower.

Moya also called over, preparing to go deep into the crime scene to catch the perpetrators. Seeing how busy the house was, Vilas happily prepared fruits and snacks.

The little ghost appeared at that time, in that atmosphere, and then turned a blind eye and crawled directly into my arms. With its soft, slippery and fragrant body, it meowed and meowed violently, and turned on the DC fast charging mode.

I still clearly remember the situation at that time - Tamoya's hand reached to the side of her waist, Dragon Reina's flying kick completed the take-off steps, Benzina's back revealed the dark muzzle of the gun, Tia took out the gun with a smile

After using her mobile phone to angrily sell three oil fields, Veras's hands peeling fruit were as steady as an old dog's.

All in all, I spent the most thrilling five minutes since I entered the fantasy world, and then everyone stared blankly as the little ghost slowly drifted back to the room after eating and drinking, leaving me alone and messy in the coming storm.

At that time, I only had one thought in my mind.

It would be great if my mobile phone could also charge at this speed.

Eating, sleeping and finding her brother-in-law, this is the simple and unpretentious life of the little ghost in Broken Illusion.

As for the remaining 0.25 times, they were due to many uncertain factors that occurred at home, such as my memory loss, or my memory loss, running away from home, and a slight glitch in my sense of direction.

Perhaps one day, as time goes by and the little ghosts grow, this number will become larger and larger. There is a future that we can look forward to and within reach.

That's when I go to jail. The little ghost visits the prison three times a day. Doesn't the number of outings double? It seems that whether it is reality or fantasy, it has to be me. Only I can save this little ghost.

Saint.

Closer to home, the little ghost appeared this time, not surprisingly, it was also to replenish my brother-in-law's energy. As expected, after floating down, her drowsy eyes were directly locked on me, but this time it was different from the past, instead of just ignoring her.

Drill in my arms.

She first strode forward, pulled me away from the little fox, and then pushed me to another sofa, the one farthest away from the little fox, and then started charging.

When he got into his arms, he wiggled his little nose and sniffed, showing an expression of disgust, and muttered a complaint.

Slightly, foxy smell.

Although the voice was small, Lucia, who was about to evolve into a [real little fox], couldn't hear it. She raised her eyebrows and glanced at the fox hidden in her skirt unhappily, considering

Because of his status as a guest and the other party's strange character, he tolerated this.

"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law." As there were no outsiders to disturb her, the little ghost nuzzled her, tugged at the corners of her clothes, and started her daily routine.

"Brother-in-law, please hurry up and touch my head while my sister is away."

I reluctantly obeyed, reached out and touched her hair, and took the time to secretly glance at the movements of the little fox.

At this time, I was really afraid that the little ghost would say "that's not what I said", because she really dared to say that.

She doesn't even dare to be a maid with pornographic jokes. After all, she is just a king of words and useless in practice. Princess Sanwu is the opposite. Except for her bad mouth, she is good at everything else and is only one step away from being a god.

Tia picked up a few scraps from Princess Sanwu. She was gifted, innocent at heart, self-taught, and finally achieved great success. She could do what Princess Sanwu couldn't do. She was the best in the side sect and the top of the heretical path, but she was still not worth it.

carry.

Only the little ghost, the top three and the bottom three, the all-around champion, the top pick in every line, yyds.

It was obviously not like this before. Alas, who did I learn from?

I sighed in my heart, and in order to prevent accidents from happening, I quickly reminded the little ghost: "Vilas is here, she is in the kitchen."

After tilting his head and thinking about it, the little ghost clapped his palms: "Wouldn't that be more exciting?"

"When she walks out holding both pans, you will know whether the pricking is irritating or not."

"Eh? My sister doesn't know that. Even though I sleep with my brother-in-law, she is still smiling."

"Who slept with you?" I watched the little fox's pupils gradually dilate from the corner of my eyes, shocked and despised. I was afraid that she would call the familiar number immediately, and quickly explained: "It was you who sneaked into my bed, and I didn't do anything.

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"It's because I'm used to sleeping with my sister, so I subconsciously got into her bed." The little ghost explained.

"Liar, Vilas told me that you haven't slept in the same bed since you were three years old."

"Oh, I remembered wrongly, it's my mother. I'm used to sleeping with my mother. My brother-in-law looks a lot like my mother."

I look like your mother!

No, a ghost looks like your mother!

No, my mother-in-law cannot be a ghost either.

My guard was broken by the little ghost's words, and my whole body was in a state of confusion.

"Ahem!" The little fox coughed heavily at the side, reminding us both that our behavior was immoral, but also with unconcealable curiosity.

"Mr. Wu, I'm a little curious. Both sisters like you so much. How did you meet?"

The little ghost also looked at me, wanting to see how I would answer.

How else could I answer? I could only spread my hands helplessly: "I have lost my memory and can't remember."

When the little ghost heard this, he immediately became excited: "Then let me help my brother-in-law supplement this memory. It was a dark and windy night..."

"Vilas!" I interrupted her, called the little dog over, and got the information directly.

"How did the two of us... the three of us know each other?"

The little dog looked at me in confusion, not understanding why I suddenly asked this question, but after thinking about it, she slowly spoke.

"Actually... I don't remember much about it."

No, both of us have forgotten such an important thing. We are a plastic couple, right?

"In my impression, I was working in a coffee shop at that time, and adults often came over to eat..."

"Wait, coffee shop? Eat?"

"It is said to be a coffee shop, but it actually has a lot of snacks and light meals, such as ramen, French fries, fried chicken, fried rice, omelette rice, curry rice, etc. If you are a regular customer, you can even order some from the menu just like you would in a restaurant.

There are no dishes.”

Oh, that's right, this line of work is quite complicated.

No, you remember it very clearly, even the menu.

"The adults often come here and chat, and we got to know each other, became familiar with each other, and then got together. So when the adults asked us when we met and at what point in time, I really can't tell."

Veras, the little dog, holding the pan, said a little shyly, recalling every bit of sweetness from the past.

If she could put down the pan, I wouldn't mind sharing it with her.

"That is to say..." The little fox listened to our ordinary story and fell into deep thought, then shook his head and felt sorry for his friend.

"In other words, if Linya cooks a few more meals for you at that time, you won't be defeated by the sky and become a defeated dog in the end."

This thinking angle is very strange, but I have to say that it makes sense.

When Linya was mentioned, Vilas was a little at a loss, with a look of guilt on her face. However, after all, there was really no reason to talk about feelings. If she had to start all over again, she would still say sorry to Linya.

"So the name [Sir] was also developed in a coffee shop. Is yours a serious coffee shop?"

"It brings some elements of a maid cafe. The work clothes we usually wear are maid uniforms." Vilas was a little embarrassed: "But most of the customers are people who live nearby and know each other, so I don't have the nerve to make any strange requests.

, except for the attire, it’s no different from an ordinary coffee shop.”

"This is the only guy you want to call [Sir]?"
To be continued...