klisemfg Chapter 395 Password
Chapter 395 Password
Chapter 395 Password
The trash can is familiar, and the graffiti on it is even more familiar.
Although she didn't name her by name, she was the only one who would choose to leave a mark on the trash can. She always had a fresh mind.
"Let's go. Xing must be somewhere in this city. Don't worry about the extraditer. We came here smuggled in, not invited." Jiang Fan held the bread in his mouth, "Maybe they are watching us. , wondering where these uninvited guests came from. "
"Well, yes, I want to see this dreamland everywhere. It... always makes me feel strangely familiar." Theresa whispered.
Just when March 7th was about to express his opinion, Jiang Fan had already turned around and walked out seven or eight meters away.
Once he makes a decision and takes action, few can dissuade him.
Moreover, his judgment rarely makes mistakes, unlike the other two brothers who often fall into serious IQ disaster areas, so everyone on the Star Dome Train rarely objects to his decisions and opinions.
Walter, Himeko and the others followed them silently, looking left and right at this strange yet familiar city. Theresa had no choice and followed behind looking very worried.
Walking along the Time Slot Square, the huge clock boy is hanging in the buildings. On March 7th, I looked from left to right, and from top to bottom, but I couldn't see a trash can anymore.
I was about to lament that the dragon of stars had disappeared, but suddenly I heard someone faintly laughing: "Aunt Tris's bread? I thought you wanted to buy oak cake rolls again, take my supplementary gold card, and use it as you like , By the way, can you feed me? My hands are occupying the space."
March 7 followed the sound and looked over. Xingzheng was sitting next to the outdoor dining car, holding a trash can in his left hand and a paintbrush in his right hand, with a look of helplessness on his face.
It means that because I am marking the trash can as a code, I can only ask you to help feed me bread.
She also opened her mouth and raised her eyebrows to signal the girl sitting opposite her to quickly stuff the bread into her mouth, as if she was hungry.
March 7th suspected that she was probably blind, and she also suspected that Xing was not hungry at all. Let's not discuss whether to feed bread or not, but she actually gave away the money she paid for her life like this?
"Wow." Jiang Fan suddenly said.
"Wow." Elise also said.
Ji Zi was surprised, Walter was also surprised, and Theresa also had a complicated look on her face. Except for Huang Quan who followed him without a shadow again, and didn't know where he was lost again, only March 7 was not wow, and his face was full of tangles.
She felt her nose was itchy, as if she wanted to grow a red cherry.
She attended the Suleda audition outside and sang and danced on the red carpet. She just wanted to find the missing star and ensure her personal safety.
But despite her exhausting work and being as busy as a mule, Xing stayed in the Dream Reef in a carefree manner, with a beautiful girl by her side, and she coquettishly wanted to drink sweet water and eat bread.
"Don't be angry, Xiao Sanyue. Maybe this is not the first time, and it may not be the first offender." Jiang Fan was afraid that Sanyue Qi's face would not be green enough, so he added fuel to the fire.
"It's very skilled, it doesn't look like acting." Theresa also made a sharp comment. She was happy to see the embarrassed look on the gray kid's face.
March 7 said nothing, but Jiang Fan next to her was very discerning. He immediately handed over the bread bag in his arms and patted her on the shoulder, which meant that we are with you.
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"The bread must be torn into small pieces, otherwise I won't be able to swallow it. It's best if you can hand me a glass of milk when I eat the bread. No straw? Don't you still have a mouth?" Xing lowered his head and drew a portrait of himself on the trash can. Taking it as a secret signal, she didn't even notice that someone holding a piece of bread had quietly approached her, and her face was filled with confusion.
Xing was engrossed in creating on the trash can, swiping her pen in rapid motion, and did not notice that Liu Ying, who was sitting opposite her, had become silent and did not move at all.
The artist was still a novice, and while she was busy talking, she suddenly realized that the bread had not yet been handed to her mouth.
Just as he was about to tilt his mouth and say, "Are you going to soak the bread in milk and feed it to me," you found that your head was suddenly covered by a shadow.
Xing pursed his lips and thought to himself that this bread soaked too fast. I am not mentally prepared yet! As soon as he raised his head, his expression suddenly changed, and he straightened his back subconsciously.
Xing was stunned. The girl in a blue and white dress stood aside. Both sides were shocked. The girl was shocked that Xing could say such shameless words. Xing was shocked by the current situation.
The girl slowly lowered her head and looked at Xing, who was sitting on the chair a head shorter than her.
Xing Xin said it was over, what the heck, what kind of bread do you want to eat?
Even if March Qi believed that she was drawing code marks in an effort to reunite, there was no reason for March Qi to believe that she simply wanted to drink milk.
For example, Pan Jinlian delivered medicine to Wu Dalang. Even if she gently shouted to Dalang that it was time to take medicine, no audience would believe that Pan Jinlian did not add arsenic to the medicine.
Xing was stared at by March Qi and felt uncertain. She tried her best to keep a straight face and showed the trash can she held in her left hand to March Qi.
It means that you see, I am marking the trash can with makeup, but the trembling in the corners of my eyes is already obvious.
March 7 had a complicated face. She silently untied the bread bag in her arms, took out a piece of bread as thick as the mouth of a bowl and handed it over, implying that she would open her mouth to stuff it.
Xing was full of tangles and prepared to fight against the thick bread, but Jiang Fan greeted Liu Ying.
After all, we had met in a hotel and had meals together, and we were relatively familiar with each other. There was no sense of separation or distance when we met. Instead, we were very familiar with each other, as if the elders in the family cared about the health and work of the younger ones. .
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My body has recovered and I am not dead yet. I just have an ordinary high fever of 39 degrees. I will continue to have more fever if I am not dead yet.