immeasurable

"..."

"That's not the point." Liu Xiaofeng closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "We should let Maoqiu find someone to save us." He said with a smile.

"How to find it?" Wu Meng stared at Liu Xiaofeng suspiciously.

"Brother Meng can write?" Liu Xiaofeng looked at Wu Meng expectantly.

"Word... word..." Wu Meng squeaked to avoid Liu Xiaofeng's eager gaze, what the hell was that?He felt his face get hot.

"Alas..." Liu Xiaofeng sighed old-fashionedly, like the elder's hatred for the younger generation.He shook his head because he was embarrassed to say that the older brother was wrong. After all, he was already past the age of four or five to start enlightenment studies. The seven-year-old Liu Ergong will let others find that he can't read. This embarrassing fact?Silence is the best option in this case.

Liu Xiaofeng glanced around and said regretfully, "Cough...it's a pity that there is no writing tool here."

"That's right, that's right, I'm also worried about this." Wu Meng patted Liu Xiaofeng's shoulder dejectedly, "Ah..." sighed, like a scholar who was full of talent but had nowhere to display it.

As for the truth?The two people here are pretending to be confused with their own understanding. This is the real hello, me, hello, everyone. Wu Meng said that some things really don't need to be too serious, and you lose if you are serious.

"Ah, that's right..." Liu Xiaofeng suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Isn't furball good at everything? Brother Meng, you must have a way?" Liu Xiaofeng smiled and stared at Wu Meng with adoring eyes.

"Hehe..." Wu Meng laughed dryly, "That... that is." As if afraid that Liu Xiaofeng would not believe him, he puffed up his chest, looking very confident, but his actions...

Wu Meng retreated to the corner farthest from Liu Xiaofeng with her ignorant fur ball in her arms.

In this situation, Liu Xiaofeng naturally wouldn't follow up, and he couldn't help it, no matter how intelligent Mao Qiu was, he couldn't change the cruel reality that he couldn't speak human nature.People are children who have the right not to worry so much.

"Furball, furball, it's up to you whether I can save my face this time." Wu Meng said solemnly, "You have to fight, or I... I'll..." For a long time, I couldn't think of anything. So, Wu Meng was a little frustrated.

"Jiujiu..." Maoqiu continued to stare at Wu Meng with wide eyes. These human beings are really strange, always saying things that Maoqiu can't understand.

"Maoqiu this time, you must find a way to tell Brother Qing that I am here." Wu Meng stared at Maoqiu with bulging eyeballs, without blinking, obviously not to be rejected.

"Chirp Chirp... Chirp Chirp..." Mao Qiu suddenly screamed terribly, struggling to get out of Wu Meng's palm.

The word "Brother Qing" evoked Mao Qiu's unbearable cruel experience. Ever since he was thrown away by Yan Qing, Mao Qiu shuddered when he thought of the last glance of the 'big devil'.This way, it only dared to follow Wu Meng secretly. It was cautious, and never dared to show up easily. God knows how painful it is for it to just watch Wu Meng eat and drink.

"..." If you don't want to go, you don't need to resist so fiercely.

"I promise that as long as this is successful, I will treat you very well." Wu Meng vowed, enduring the frustration of being "rejected".

"Chirp." Very good?Mao Qiu stopped struggling and looked at Wu Meng with wide eyes.

"You will share half of the food, Xiao Er's cooking skills are excellent." Wu Meng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and her stomach growled in response to the occasion.

"Jiujiu..." Delicious!Fuqiu's bean eyes narrowed into a slit.

Wu Meng took a deep breath, "Let me be my son, and you will be my baby bump from now on." This was the most attractive temptation he could think of.

"Chirp Chirp... Chirp Chirp..." Baby Pimple.Fuqiu kept cheering as if he had taken a stimulant. After traveling in the human world for so long, he already knew what the baby pimple means. How can this make Fuqiu not excited after being hungry for so long? .

"So my son agrees." Wu Meng looked at Maoqiu with a smile, "Bring brother Qing here."

"Chirp." Mao Qiu lowered his eyelids and let out a low cry. He shook his chubby body and was about to complete that arduous mission.

"Boom." Floating slowly for a few meters, Mao Qiu quickly turned around and kissed Wu Meng, then flew away quickly.

"Hehe...my son." Wu Meng held the place kissed by the fur ball and smiled silly. Right and wrong, even he switched positions.

"Brother Meng?" Liu Xiaofeng hugged Wu Meng. He was a little uncomfortable with such a sad Wu Meng. Although the person in front of him was not very reliable, Liu Xiaofeng still liked him. Wu Meng was always easy to like. Besides, as the only person who can give Liu Xiaofeng warmth in this situation, it's hard for Liu Xiaofeng not to like him.

"Oh, it's Xiaofeng." Wu Meng shrank back and hugged Liu Xiaofeng, feeling very warm, and under such circumstances, he would also be afraid.

"Don't be afraid, we will be able to leave here successfully." Wu Meng forced a smile.

"En." Liu Xiaofeng replied in a low voice.

"Crackling..." The cold wind howled at night, the sound of broken windows and doors shaking was particularly obvious and regular, and there was a sudden burst of shock.

"Huh?" The two looked at each other, and then turned their heads in the direction of the door in an extremely tacit understanding.

"It's fur balls." Liu Xiaofeng said excitedly, waiting for someone to save them is a good choice, but no one can guarantee that the people who come to rescue them will arrive in time.

"Shh."

The two covered their mouths, and under the halo of the moon, they could clearly see the light shining in each other's eyes.

……

"My heart is always jumping around a lot, and I suspect that something bad is about to happen." The white ghost woke up the sleeping black ghost, the sweat from his forehead was still dripping down.

"Stop messing around, people in our line of work are always begging for life on the knife's edge, you said that your hunch is always right." The nigger complained and directly covered the whole body including the head with the quilt.

The white ghost looked at the black ghost sadly. Although he had this premonition before, it was never this strong.

"It'll be fine." Thinking of the adults above them, the white ghost heaved a sigh of relief and soon lay down again, his brows were furrowed tightly in his sleep, as if he had fallen into some terrible nightmare.

……

"Chirp..."

"Who?"

"Chirp..."

"Why is it you?" Yan Qing stared coldly at the hairball that was far away from him.

The fur ball drooped its head and circled around in place for several times, then it rushed to a dangerous area like a martyr about to die.

"Mengmeng is Mengmeng, do you know where Mengmeng is?" The familiar smell came from Maoqiu's body, Yan Qing was ecstatic, "Take me there quickly."

"Chirp." Mao Qiu stared blankly.

"If you can successfully find Mengmeng this time, I will allow you to stay." Yan Qing gritted his teeth, never expecting that this little meat ball would be so thoughtful.In fact, Yan Qing really misunderstood the fur ball, it just didn't react, and the fur ball was once again remembered by Yan Qing unknowingly.

"Jiujiu." The fur ball swayed its bean eyes a few times, and then it rushed out of Tianzi No. [-] room.

In the night, the shadows flickered away.

"Huh?" Looking at the brightly lit Shiwei Building, Situ Qingyun became suspicious. When did the previous Shiwei Building not turn off the lights early?

"Lord, it's because the master is back." Everyone was so excited that no one was aware of it. Situ Qingyun's eyes lit up, and he couldn't even care about his embarrassment at this time and shouted loudly, "Little Er, Xiaoer, quickly open the door for me."

"Are you?" The door was suddenly opened, and the person who opened the door was not the waiter he had expected, but a stranger who didn't know him at all.

"Zhuo Jiu."

"You are?" Shopkeeper Situ is very famous in Wancheng. Apart from his iconic red dress, shopkeeper Situ is also famous for his abhorrent cleanliness. As we all know, Situ The big shopkeeper pays great attention to his appearance, and can't see any unclean places or people.

"Cough..., Situ Qingyun." Situ Qingyun was embarrassed for a moment, and he gave out his name with a dry cough.

"..." Although the person in front of me is also dressed in a gorgeous red dress, but if you want to associate him with the famous shopkeeper Situ, tsk tsk, how is this possible? There was not even a trace of cleanliness including his face, if he didn't speak, even Xiao Er might not be able to recognize him here.

"Treasurer Situ?" Zhuo Jiu looked at Situ Qingyun suspiciously, obviously not believing it.

"Exactly, ask Xiao Er to come out." Situ Qingyun was obviously displeased, he was used to ordering others around, how could he allow others to question him like this?

"Wait a moment." With a bang, the door closed again.

"..." Situ Qingyun just stared at the familiar door in a daze, did he touch the ashes on the nose?

"Forget it, my lord, you actually dare... brat." Situ Qingyun gritted his teeth.

"Scary, so scary." Xiaoer murmured, "Oh, Xiaojiu, let's pack up and leave!" Xiaoer sighed, and he suggested in a low voice, grabbing Zhuo Jiu's clothes tightly.

After worrying for so long, he didn't dare to run away alone. He needed someone who would accompany him and be willing to give him courage.

Zhuo Jiu looked at Xiao Er strangely, obviously thinking that Xiao Er's idea was unrealistic, "Someone is looking for you, claiming to be Situ Qingyun. Thinking of the impolite person outside the door, he frowned, and finally told him news.

"It's not important, what's important is that we quickly make an escape plan... you, you... say it again."

"The person who claims to be Situ Qingyun is looking for you." Looking at the obviously unresponsive Xiao Er, Zhuo Jiu said helplessly.

"The big shopkeeper, you mean the big shopkeeper is back." Xiaoer exclaimed, as if he had found a backbone to support him.

"Haha..." This was the best news he had ever heard.

Zhuo Jiu looked strangely at the back of the person who was flying out, "Are you sure that is really Situ Qingyun?"

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