He considered that he should be able to see this stinky girl when he went to the restaurant, so he agreed.

Where did he think that Han Mengxue accidentally tripped under a chair and rushed to him, and it happened to be seen by An Ziqi who came to look for him.

When An Ziqi heard him, she gritted her teeth and kicked him, "Hooligan."

As he walked out, he pushed him aside and moved a little away from him.

A smile flashed in Xiao Moli's eyes, and as soon as he lifted his long legs, he followed again and pressed to her side.

An Ziqi opened the distance again, and Xiao Moli pulled closer.

After doing this several times, An Ziqi couldn't help but look up at him.

Xiao Moli was naturally not afraid of her, but followed her, not afraid of being seen.

An Ziqi was angry, and the **** gave her hatred again.

At the corner of the corridor, a figure stood there, watching the backs of the two of them gradually moving away, pinching the fingertips of the railing next to the corridor because they were too hard to turn white.

He was bitten almost bleeding on his lips, bit his lower lip hard, turned and walked in the other direction.

An Ziqi originally wanted to go directly to the school cafeteria, looked at Xiao Moli beside her, or turned her feet and walked directly to the outside of the school.

When those girls were staring at them with murderous eyes while eating, she might have indigestion.

Xiao Moli was happy and didn't ask much, just walked out behind An Ziqi.

Until An Ziqi took him to a roadside stall near the school, looking at the greasy tables and stools, the black line couldn't help but drop off the forehead.

Reaching out and carrying An Ziqi, she was about to walk back.

An Ziqi tilted to the side flexibly, avoiding him, and smilingly stretched out her hand and pressed his arm directly to one of the benches.

"This pork intestine noodle is super delicious, better than the food cooked in those five-star hotels, you try it, I promise you won't regret it."

As if he was afraid that he would get up and run, An Ziqi pressed two small hands on his shoulders, all the weight of the whole person's body was pressed on him.

While talking, he greeted the busy boss on the other side in front of the booth.

"Boss, I want two fat rice rolls."

"Good." The boss over there glanced back at the two of them, then smiled and responded.

Then quickly turned around to get busy.

Xiao Moli looked at the smile on her face again, and the corners of her lips moved.

"You want a large portion, you want chili for one portion, and not for another." An Ziqi emphasized with a smile.

Turning his head and thinking for a while, he said to Xiao Moli, "You can give me the information about those five people of Jing Yu."

"The information is collected from the database of various local neighborhood committees. There are no photos. I will give you after they confirm the detailed information." Xiao Moli replied.

Only a small number of migrant workers are registered. Their people have been searching day and night for a week, and they have only found five suspected information in the neighborhood committees where migrants gather.

There are no basic photos, and there is no way to confirm who they are.

"No, they will definitely not know which one it is after confirming it anyway, it would be faster for me to look for them one by one."

An Ziqi said that she had never seen Jing Yu either.

However, she guessed that when she left Kunlun, the dream she had had was an illusion deliberately created for her by the host brother.

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