v4 Chapter 1740： Time and Space Merchants (17)

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"Nothing." This kind of thing is not useful for saying good cards, and it can't help, so I still don't say it, lest I have to explain it.

The mat was not an unreasonable person. He knew that the kite had something, but she didn't want to tell herself, so he didn't ask.

Returning to the residence, the bench pushed the kite to wash.

"What?" I still don't want to wash!

"You wash first." The trail will advance the kite.

"..."

The first kite was inexplicable and was promoted. She had to wash it first.

When she finished washing out, she found a darkness in the house: "Suit?"

嚓——

A small cluster of flames lit up and reflected the face of the path. There was a bowl-sized cake with a candle in front of him.

The kite smashed down and walked slowly, and took the mat directly into his arms: "Are you born?"

Struggling under the path, the first kite was dead, and he shook his head nervously: "No."

The kite chin rested in his shoulder pocket: "What are you doing?"

The voice of the mat is subtle: "No...nothing, just want to eat with you."

"Ok?"

The first singer’s ‘Uh’ did not know what it meant.

The question asked: "No... can't you?"

"Of course." The speed of the first zither is not too slow: "You can do whatever you want." After all, you are my good person card, picking up the stars... It is impossible.

The seat seems to be a sigh of relief, holding the hand of the kite: "Can you blow the candle together?"

"Not..." Birthday, blowing a candle!

The first kite did not say the words behind, silently pulled the cake a little, the candlelight dispelled the darkness, and cast the shadows of the two on the back window.

The candle 'call' disappeared and the room fell into the darkness.

-

ten minutes later.

The mat was forced to shrink in the pocket of the first kite, holding the cake with a spoon and eating a small mouth.

"When did you have a birthday?"

"I?" The seat was pinching the spoon and pointing to himself.

"Ok."

The mask licked the cream on the lips and swallowed slowly: "February."

"Several number."

"Nineteen."

February 19... I will have a birthday for him next year.

The spoon poked the cake with a spoon. For a while, he replied: "Are you still next year?"

The kite raised his hand and touched his head: "Of course. I will be here later."

The sneak peeks, the faint and delightful lustrous flow: "Really?"

"Ok."

After the rejoicing, I fell down again and asked: "Would you leave me?"

"Why are you leaving you?" Can a good guy card be lost? I don't want to live? !

"My existence is unfortunate."

His mother accidentally embraced him. After giving birth to him, he was resentful because of his fear of rumors around him, and then he left.

The grandfather has suffered a lot because he has to take care of him.

Sometimes it is a mistake to suspect that you are alive.

He should not be alive...

"You met me."

The sound of the first kite interrupted the cranky thoughts, and he turned his head to look at the people around him.

He heard her voice, like coming from a distant sky: "You will be lucky."

Someone said that he would be lucky...

The mat suddenly reached out and hugged her neck: "You must not leave me, I will be very embarrassed and obedient."

"Well, no."

She is not holding her hand, but the trend is getting tighter and tighter.

"Suit?"

The path did not respond to her.

The kite continued to ask: "Are you crying?"

"I don't." She said that the boy can't just cry, he doesn't.

"Really?"

"Well..." The nasal voice was slightly heavy and clearly lying.

"Then you let me loose."

"Don't..." The whispered refusal.

The first kite gritted his teeth: "But you put the cake on my clothes!" I have to change my clothes when I step on the horse, no trouble!

Seat: "..."

The band flustered and loosened the first kite. At first glance, he saw his reddish eyes: "Don't you say that you didn't cry?"

"No... no tears." The whistle whispered.

"..."

Line.

If you say no, there is no.

The kite sat with him on the side of the bed, the cake in his hand was confiscated, and then changed clothes and washed again.

Listening to the sound of the water in the bathroom, there was a moment of shaking your feet.

When the first kite opened the curtain, the seat was immediately seated, and the two words were written on the body.

The kite came over and took advantage of the situation: "Come on, wash."

Sliding out of bed, reaching out and messing with his own hair, taking his own clothes to take a shower.

The mat is washed out, the kite has been lying down, looking at the phone.

I went to find the quilt and went to the ground floor. The result was not turned over for a long time.

"I... my quilt?" The scalp bitterly asked the kite.

"Throw it." The kite eyelids were not lifted.

"Throwing..." The shock of the face was full of faces: "Why?"

"You don't need it." The first kite is taken for granted.

The expression of grievances: "How do I sleep..."

The kite put down the phone and reached out to him: "You will come over at night, so that you won't wake me up."

Seat: "!!!"

The kite throws away all the quilts and blankets, and now she is left over there...

What can I do with the mat?

He stiffened for a while, slowly reaching over and accepting the rogue clause of the kite.

-

Every day, the kite is thinking about how to raise the mat a little better, and better, change the party to buy him.

Not to wear it, the first time the kite took him to buy clothes, the back clothes did not need him to try, they bought it directly to let him wear.

In a short time, the change in the diameter of the mat is visible to the naked eye.

From a small pity to a beautiful and beautiful teenager.

The surrounding residents are amazed, and this is completely like a personal...

The mood of the first kite is not very beautiful.

The countdown is only over fifty hours left.

-

A high-end restaurant.

"Peng Zong, I really can't do anything about it, or are you looking for someone to try it?" The man shook his head with a look of regret and got up and left.

Peng Wenchao, who stayed in his seat, was as dead.

His company will not be able to pull the funds, it will be completely over.

But now everyone is avoiding him, and no one is willing to help.

What Peng Wenchao seems to think of, draws a business card from his pocket.

Just before he left here, he met a man who gave him this business card and said he could find him if needed.

The man was a bit strange. Peng Wenchao was in a hurry and didn't think about it.

but……

咔哒——

Peng Wenchao just wanted to dial the phone number on the business card and put a bottle of wine in front of him.

"Sorry, I didn't call..."

When Peng Wenchao looked up, he found that the person who gave the wine was not a restaurant staff, but a beautiful little girl.