Thinking of this, he also asked the question that puzzled him in his heart, "Girl, why don't we run away and live for miles?"
"I feel that it is not convenient for the girl to live here after all!
Su Moran lay lazily on the beauty couch and gently fanned it with a fan, "Too lazy to change, troublesome."
There was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.
I shivered unconsciously and unconsciously, why did I suddenly feel cold?
I didn't think much about it, but the girl really didn't care about it, so she didn't worry.
The girl will solve everything, as long as she listens to the girl's optimism about this family.
"Is the girl going out today?"
Su Moran didn't answer, and thought lightly about getting some tea for the girl to drink, looking at the girl fanning, is the girl quite hot?
The light steps are more brisk, and I go to make tea happily.
The girl is a very fond of tea, but she is also extremely picky.
A few years ago, the girl taught herself to make tea, and I don't know where the girl got the tea.
Later, when you understand tea, you can know that the checks brought by the girl are all high-quality tea.
There is also a set of tea sets that look at the mountains and are very gorgeous, anyway, I don't understand lightly, what the girl gives is what it is, and she is happy to teach herself what she learns, and what the girl thinks is good.
In short, I feel that the girl is so good, and at present, under the training of the girl, her tea art can be regarded as skilled.
After one process after another, it was finally soaked.
Gently and happily took the girl who had just been lying on the floor, huh?
Could the girl be gone again?
That's it, I have to take care of my home and wait for the girl to come back.
Go make a good pot of tea.
Don't wait for the girl to be free and flustered again when testing her tea skills.
This time, I will hone and hone my tea art.
I must make my skills better, so that the girl's brow will stretch a little.
No, in fact, the girl's mood has always been very stable!
All he can do is to bring a little more warmth to the girl.
At this moment, Su Moran was standing on the street, twisting his neck boredly, and stretching his waist from time to time.
The market was bustling and crowded, but no one noticed the little girl's every move.
Where is the girl at this moment who is the stunning face that makes people dream?
Su Moran didn't change his clothes, it was still a white hemp skirt, Rao was no longer a broken skirt, and he still helped Tang Xiyan outline his beautiful curves.
But the face is indeed a featureless face, and it is the kind that has no characteristics that can be noticed by others, and the skin is pale, and it looks like a crime.
In the words of some rough men: This little lady's face looks unlucky!
Blind with such a good figure!
Beauty can be remembered by others, but ugliness can also be remembered by others, let alone the characteristics of a person's face.
Su Moran used his superb makeup skills to successfully avoid eye-catching features, not beautiful or ugly, ordinary, plain, and tasteless.
It looks like a simple diaphragm.
I turned my head and didn't remember what the girl looked like.
Su Moran seemed to be walking casually on the street, but in fact, he was looking at the pedestrians or shops around him.
This street is called Chang'an Street, which is full of traffic, crowded with people, buying, shouting, or begging.
Because this street is too complicated, various forces have been mixed, and the jurisdiction of the government is too loose, and it has even been in a state of no one for a long time, but on the surface it is indeed a registered yamen.
It's just that this yamen is so rich that he doesn't bother to do these essential things, and in the long run, he is too lazy to take care of his face, and he doesn't look too bad.
This kind of behavior has given many people some opportunities to take advantage of.
Su Moran suddenly caught a glimpse of someone walking in his direction in front of him, his eyelids raised slightly, and there was finally something interesting in his boring days.
This person is a small servant of the Wang family, who usually walks with swagger, and now he is a greasy middle-aged fat man, but isn't Su Moran the kind of person who discriminates against others?
Naturally, every enemy should be treated as equals!
Seriously remember what this person did to lightly, this little guy is the one who gently beat the already poisoned half to death back then.
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Although Su Moran was still young at the time, he did not see the process of beating lightly with his own eyes.
But just one glance is enough to remember what this person looks like.
In the past few years, he has not touched anyone in the Wang family, and it is not that he swallows his anger.
It's just that Su Moran's eyes suddenly softened, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, when he is making poison by himself, there is always a voice telling him that he can't kill if he doesn't kill him.
Although he has amnesia, this sentence is also the only thing he remembers except for poison making.
Since you remember it, it means that it is very important, and it will naturally be followed.
You can't kill people with your own skills until you become an adult!
Now that the memory is confessed, are you the kind of person who is disobedient?
But I'm almost over now, anyway, tomorrow, I'm going to do it, and Rausch doesn't break that promise, right?!
Now, let's start with this little guy!
Even torturing a person and destroying the most important thing for a person are all excellent methods.
You can let others survive but not die, it's just a strange trouble for Raushzi, so let's cut through the mess quickly!
Shoot when it's time to shoot, and those who can be killed today will definitely not stay until tomorrow, this is Su Moran's principle.
At this moment, Su Moran was thinking about something in his head, and quietly put a small silver needle between his thumb and index finger and gently twisted it.
The corners of his lips hooked slightly, and the little guy who passed by him suddenly twitched with a snap of his fingers, and was now eight feet away from him, Su Moran became a member of the melon-eating crowd expressionlessly.
The people around him were naturally frightened, but they were more curious, and their eyes stayed on the people who had stopped convulsing.
But under everyone's attention, the seven orifices bled instantly, foaming at the mouth, and the terrible thing was that the blood that came out of this little guy was black.
Everyone consciously formed a circle and couldn't help but start talking.
"Seven orifice bleeding?
Such a death is not a heinous crime. ” "What a fucking bad luck!
Rush to the market and meet such a person who was taken away by God.
I didn't dare to explain to my mother when I went back. ” "This person should be a small guy from a big family in charge of purchasing!?"
"What a bad luck, could it be some kind of disease?"
"How did you die on the street?
Don't hold back and die?
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