Everyone present stared at them with excited expressions, although everyone kept Shen Yan's words in mind and remained absolutely quiet.
But those pairs of eyes seemed to be emitting flames of excitement. They just didn't shout loudly for them.
The puppet player never thought that he was beaten so badly because he was just saying something fair.
He just wants justice!
After wailing this sentence in his heart, the next second, he was pushed to the ground by Zhu Huang, and his fists were slapped on his face.
Thanks to the fact that the puppet player's body is still a puppet, he doesn't feel any pain at all.
Relying on the indestructible body of a puppet, he clung to Zhu Huang.
His other two players were both ceramic dolls. They stood at a loss and wanted to come over to help, but they were afraid that they would be killed before they even took action.
The two of them were fighting vigorously back and forth, fighting chaotically in the room.
Until he bumped into the sofa cushion on the side.
They used so much force that the mat was shaken by the impact.
This made the people sitting on it widen their eyes, and a pair of light purple eyes stared at them nervously.
Zhu Huang raised his head and saw only a face as black as if it was dripping with ink. His brain shut down on the spot.
Before he could figure out what to do next, Zhou Can's impatient roar came.
"If we fight, we'll fight. Why run so far away?! It's useless!"
Zhu Huang touched his cold neck and quickly went over to admit his mistake.
The dizzy puppet player on the ground also stood up unsteadily. Although he did not suffer any real damage, he was still very tired after working for a long time.
When he looked up, he saw Fu Guanmo who looked like the King of Hell. His back was shocked and he quickly hid in the corner with his tail between his legs.
Doesn't this man look too scary? How did he have the courage to question them just now?
Fu Guanmo was originally very concerned about so many people living in the same house, but now the place was filled with smoke and smoke. He looked at them with a cold face and thought about when it would be more appropriate to drive these people out. He had to get rid of Tong Mu first.
He is so good at driving people away.
What if I teach her badly?
Zhu Huang was so tired that he was sweating all over. When he went back, he was directly rewarded by Zhou Can's flying kick.
"I told you to beat people up, not to be a monkey!"
Zhu Huang felt a little aggrieved and rubbed the place where he was kicked.
He explained in a low voice: "His whole body is made of velvet. When you hit him, it's like hitting cotton. You can't get excited at all."
He didn't get angry after hearing this. As soon as he explained, Zhou Can became even more angry and kicked him again.
"Idiot! Get out of the way."
Zhou Can looked away in disgust, with a cold look on his face, which was really annoying to see and affected his mood.
Of all the people in this world put together, none of them is as good as Tong Mu!
Tong Mu watched the farce end suddenly, but looked at Zhou Can thoughtfully.
Is the man in front of me really Zhou Can?
He doesn't look like a young master from a noble family like the Zhou family. Instead, he looks like a gangster.
The bandit temperament is deeply ingrained in him.
Such a violent temper seems to be a natural fit for him.
But……
Tong Mu thought of the people she had been with before, and felt that such a temper did not seem like him.
They are completely different from each other.
"What are you thinking about?" came a cool voice from the side.
When Tong Mu came back to her senses, she glanced at Fu Guanmo and said something softly.
The man was standing aside, but her voice was too soft and Fu Guanmo didn't hear her.
He paused and had no choice but to sit on the cushion.
The figures made of dolls come in different sizes, and when they turn into adults, their bodies are also different sizes.
Compared with the people present, Fu Guanmo's model seemed much larger.
Now that he has returned to his true form, he naturally looks more like a little giant.
As for Tong Mu, in order to look beautiful in the layers of princess dresses, her prototype was designed to be very petite.
In order to hear what she said clearly, Fu Guanmo leaned in front of her, his ear almost touching her mouth.
Tong Mu paused and asked, "I'm wondering what the prototype of your doll is."
Fu Guanmo frowned, and the chill melted away.
Seeing her staring at that man, I thought she was thinking about someone else.
He stepped away calmly, his eyes passing through her light purple eyes, slowly upward, until they landed on her golden hair.
"What do you think it is?"
Tong Mu frowned and thought for a moment, then speculated: "You must be based on the same story as me."
"Have you seen them? There are many characters in cartoons, it's like the figures are directly given a player's face, which is what we look like now."
The room was very quiet. Because of Shen Yan, everyone maintained an absolutely quiet environment.
Naturally, Tong Mu would not break the silence, she spoke in a very low voice.
Therefore, Fu Guanmo almost had to press close to her to hear her.
The air flow passed by his ears, causing waves of shivers.
He felt as if he was soaking in a hot pot, so comfortable that he couldn't move away.
Tong Mu looked at him, then at herself, and then thought back to how they looked when they first met.
She couldn't help but laugh and said: "I guess we two should be characters in a fairy tale."
"Maybe it's the fairy tale Cinderella."
Tong Mu thought for a while, maybe Cinderella put on a dress at night and danced with the prince at the banquet.
The prototype of their doll is this scene.
But if I think about it more carefully, it doesn't seem to be the case.
Cinderella wore glass slippers. Although her shoes at that time were very beautiful, they had nothing to do with glass slippers.
Fu Guanmo's eyes softened and he lowered his eyes to look at her.
The little girl's long eyelashes were thickly curled and trembling slightly.
He frowned because he couldn't think of an answer.
The fan-shaped shadows reflected under the eyelids are really cute.
A ridiculous idea suddenly came to Fu Guanmo's mind.
Even if he is really a prince, Tong Mu cannot be Cinderella.
She has always been well protected by others, and she is a tender flower that many people hold in their hands.
She is polite and well-behaved, docile and sensible. She is kind, but not stupid or sweet.
There is goodwill at the right time and decisiveness at the right time.
Even if she really is a character in a fairy tale, she can only be a noble princess.
She was the princess who, because of a ridiculous witch's prophecy, the king ordered everyone in the country not to use spindles.
She deserves it. She deserves to be cherished.
Zhou Can didn't know what was going on. He suddenly lost his temper and kicked the plastic bottle he had kicked away back and forth.
Zhu Huang didn't know what he was angry about. After all, he had long been accustomed to his boss's moody temper.
I just thought he was my uncle, and I felt uncomfortable.
Zhou Can kicked the bottle away, and he quickly ran over to pick it up and presented it back to him.
In case this guy is unhappy, then instead of kicking the bottle, you can directly kick him to death.