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"Well, I still saved you, which proves that people with superpowers are not invincible."
Zhuang Mengmeng: ""
Mingshu patted her shoulder: "Go back and rest first. If anything happens, we'll eat tomorrow then talk about it."
Zhuang Mengmeng: ""
I heard it.
"The room is locked. I'm not sure if those people will do anything." Mingshu sent Zhuang Mengmeng back to the room: "You are here, I will protect you."
Zhuang Mengmeng was very moved when he heard this.
But¡¡
"You must not run away, I will be sad. If you run away, no one will prepare delicious food."
She now doubts her purpose in bringing herself back.
Zhuang Mengmeng felt a little unreal when he was lying on the bed.
Since a month ago
She no longer dared to trust strangers casually.
¡°I¡¯m afraid that if I trust someone, I¡¯ll be lying in a strange place and face some strange people when I wake up.
Zhuang Mengmeng crossed her hands on her abdomen and stared at the ceiling
But she still wants to believe that there are still many good people in this world, right?
She exhaled slightly.
Good morning-
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Mingshu stared at the ceiling, as if he was trying to find a hole. What was the childhood sweetheart upstairs doing?
Mingshu took two bites of snacks irritably.
She took her mobile phone and went to play a few games with Jiang Le's unremitting efforts. Jiang Le didn't know how to talk about Lu Zhan.
"I called Brother Zhan just now, but he didn't answer the phone. I couldn't find anyone when the weekend came. Do you think Brother Zhan is going to save the world?"
"Hahaha, you have a good idea." Tang Zhe laughed, and he didn't know what he had dropped, and there was a loud crashing sound.
"Brother Zhan is not an ordinary person!" Cheng Xiang sighed: "You can't compare with ordinary people like us."
"We agreed to have dinner tomorrow night. Brother Zhan, please don't let me go. Otherwise, Miss Sangyin will block me and never take me to eat chicken again. I will never be able to reach the top of my life. This is absolutely impossible. !¡±
"It's okay, you can pay for it yourself." Mingshu said, "I don't mind."
"Poor!" Jiang Le said sadly and indignantly: "I have been so poor recently that I only have my pants on. I will sell myself. Do you want me?"
Tang Zhe: "No, next one."
Chengxiang: "No, next one."
Mingshu: "No, next one."
Jiang Le: "You guys"
Chengxiang: "Sang Yin, what's that noise over there? Why does it keep banging? Is there someone decorating it late at night?"
Mingshu: ""
She also wanted to go up and beat her childhood sweetheart.
It was almost early in the morning, several people had spoken, and Mingshu threw away the slightly hot mobile phone.
The sound upstairs hasn¡¯t stopped yet, it¡¯s very regular.
Mingshu got up and opened the door and went out, preparing to go upstairs to teach this childhood sweetheart the principles of life.
As soon as he reached the stairs, he was stopped by bodyguards in black.
"Miss Sang, you can't go up."
Mingshu resisted the urge to beat him and smiled: "Then can you ask your young master to be quiet? Understand, this is my home! What about demolishing the house in the middle of the night?"
"I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused you." The bodyguard bowed ninety degrees: "I will go up and talk to the young master."
Mingshu: ""
If you don¡¯t argue with me, you¡¯d be embarrassed to hit someone.
Mingshu slowly went downstairs, drank a glass of milk, ate a few snacks, and returned to the room¡ª¡ª
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It¡¯s still a regular sound.
Mingshu pushed open the window, stepped on the window sill and climbed up.
The window facing the third floor was locked. Mingshu grabbed the edge and walked around to the balcony next to it.
She jumped into the balcony, which was also locked.
Mingshu reached out and knocked on the glass.
The room was dark. As soon as Mingshu swayed, a white figure suddenly stood in the middle of the room.
Mingshu took a step back.
What the hell!
What on earth did grandpa pick up at home?
but¡¡
Mingshu frowned slightly and raised his hand to knock on the glass.
The white shadow stood for a moment, then came over and opened the window bolt.
Mingshu pushed open the glass door, and the cool breeze blew into the room from all around her body. The window screen flew up, blocking the space between the two of them.
The boy held a jumping ball in his hand. He raised his hand and threw it out. The jumping ball bounced on the floor a few times and accurately hit the light switch not far away.
Snapped!
The room suddenly became brighter.
The boy was wearing white pajamas, pure white, without the slightest pattern.
His face is very white, abnormally white, and you can almost see the small blood vessels under the skin.
It is in sharp contrast to the black and white eyes.
There is a kind of morbid beauty in the young man.
The young man took two steps towards her, almost face to face with her. The young man was taller than Ming Shu, and his eyes were lowered.
"Last time, you betrayed me."
"So what?"
The young man looked at her intently, then turned around and walked back to the room after a moment: "No."
Um?
Doesn¡¯t it count?
Mingshu looked at his bare feet on the floor and frowned slightly.
The young man's voice came slowly: "I can't do anything to you, after all, you are the master of this place."
He picked up the jumping ball and stared at it without moving for a long time.
Mingshu entered the house and closed the glass door. The night wind disappeared and the noisy sounds also disappeared.
The room was silent.
"You know I am the owner of this place, but you still disturb the people at night?"
The boy smashed the jumping ball on the floor. The jumping ball landed on the ground with a thud. After it jumped, he caught it with his hand, and then smashed it down again, and so on.
"Did I bother you?" The young man looked over and said, "I won't apologize."
Mingshu: "" Okay, okay, great! It¡¯s almost like heaven!
The boy kept hitting the jumping ball. He didn't show any reaction to the invasion of his territory when there was an extra person in the room.
It¡¯s like there¡¯s one more person, just like there¡¯s one more object.
Mingshu stood aside and watched him for a while, and he remained in that position, motionless. The jumping ball would land accurately in his palm every time without any deviation.
The boy threw the jumping ball again, and with a 'pop' sound, the room fell into darkness. Mingshu saw the jumping ball bounce back from the other side and was held by the boy.
"Are you a superpower?"
"Master, aren't you asleep yet?"
The voices of Mingshu and the bodyguard outside almost overlapped.
"Sleeping." The young man responded softly.
There is no hint of concealment, it is simply telling lies.
The bodyguard outside seemed to be used to it, and said respectfully: "Master, if you need anything, call us."
"knew."
The young man deserves it quickly.
But his attitude towards hitting jump balls did not change.
Apparently the bodyguard outside the door also heard it.
There was silence outside the door for a few seconds, and then there was the sound of footsteps leaving.
¡°You haven¡¯t answered my question just now.¡±
The young man suddenly raised his hand and threw the jumping ball towards Ming Shu. At this moment, time seemed to be slowed down.
Mingshu could almost see the trajectory of the jump ball.
The young man still kept throwing the jumping ball. His pale face showed either indifference, sarcasm, or no expression at all. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com