Little Mr. is one hundred years old

It's been a while since I saw King, and when I saw him again, he was still so "coquettish".Electric discharges everywhere to hook up people, the whole person is like a living hormone that can walk.

"Hi! Huan!" King stretched out his hand, and there was a bouquet of purple roses in his hand: "For you."

Qing Huan took a step back and didn't go to pick up the rose: "You don't get paid for nothing, I won't collect things for no reason."

King couldn't understand the first sentence, but he understood the latter, and he said with a hurt expression, "Huan, this is my love for you..."

Qing Huan turned around and left when she heard the words, and then was pulled by King, and turned around again, and King's expression became serious.

Qing Huan looked at him: "Seriously, what do you want from me?"

King snapped his fingers, and his two attendants brought out the two boxes.

"Give it to you."

Qing Huan raised her eyebrows, and walked over to look at the two boxes that had been opened—one contained a white dress, and the other contained a pair of wedge high-heeled shoes that girls like nowadays.

"I hope you can wear this..."

Qing Huan really wanted to smash the box in his face - "Clarence, you are going too far."

When Qing Huan called King the surname Clarence, it meant that he was really upset.

King hurriedly took Qing Huan's hand, flattering him, "Huan, listenome..."

"You'd better have a reasonable explanation."

King pulled Qing Huan to sit down on the chair, and then took out a few newspapers from the drawer for Qing Huan to read.

Qing Huan brought them over. They were all British local newspapers. He was just looking at them casually. Later, he realized something was wrong and spread the newspapers side by side. Each newspaper had a section circled, saying "The Disappearance Of The Girl" , that is, the missing girls, which happened in Coventry (Coventry), Manchester (Manchester), Sunderland (Sunderland) and Wakefield (Wakefield City), and CityofLondon (London)...

Qing Huan immediately remembered the recent missing girl case, it couldn't be just a coincidence, could it?

Qing Huan looked up: "So, your coming to China is related to this case?"

"I didn't care about this kind of thing, it's just that the suspect (suspect) has something to do with our family..."

Qing Huan frowned: "Vampire (vampire)?"

"You know Mary?"

Qing Huan paused: "That Mary?"

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On the street at night, a thin and tall girl in a white dress walked slowly with a backpack on her back. She had black hair that reached to her waist, and her face was indescribably delicate and beautiful when viewed from the front. The temperament of classical beauty...

Qing Huan regretted it, why did she agree to King to dress up like this... He has been accosted by seven or eight people, two of them claim to be scouts from a certain entertainment company... Fortunately, there is one thing that I insist on not wearing those pairs High heels, I changed to a pair of flat shoes, otherwise I would have broken my feet after walking such a long distance—as a decoy, Qing Huan expressed a lot of pressure.

Why hasn't he appeared... Do you want him to go until dawn?I don't know where King's attendants are hiding now...

Suddenly, Qing Huan's nerves tensed up because he felt someone watching him.Qing Huan slowed down and walked casually. If others didn't know, they might think that she was a girl who ran away from home and wandered on the street.Qing Huan deliberately turned into a remote alley—someone was indeed following her, and she vaguely heard footsteps... approaching, approaching, getting closer... right behind her...

Qing Huan looked at the black shadow projected on the ground, stopped in her tracks, and put a hand on her shoulder.

Qing Huan turned around, although she was mentally prepared, her eyes widened in surprise——

"Bai." The man hugged Qing Huan into his arms.

How could it be...

"Someone is talking you (someone is following you)." Qing Huan heard M whisper in her ear.

Qing Huan originally thought he was talking about the attendants sent by the King, but soon realized that he was talking about another group of people.

"Bai," M's hand stroked Qing Huan's hair: "Why didn't you go home so late and stay outside?"

"I..." Qing Huan didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"Did you have a fight with your Mom, youranaway (did you run away from home)?"

Being touched by M's hair like that, Qing Huan felt that her scalp was numb, and his suddenly serious tone was really...unsuitable...

Qing Huan could only nod: "I don't want to go home..."

"Bai, you can't make your Mom sad because I ran away from home."

What drama is it now? ? ?Qing Huan never knew that M's acting skills were so good...

"Hugme." Only Qing Huan could hear the volume.

Qing Huan had no choice but to hug him as she said, and after thinking for a while, she could only grit her teeth and say: "I miss you, M."

"Metoo."

Don't hug her so tightly, okay...it's too dramatic, right?Qing Huan felt that her waist was about to be broken——at this moment, she heard M say——

"Bai, comewithme (follow me)."

Qing Huan didn't know, so she was dragged forward by M, passed through several streets, and finally stopped in front of an open space full of tents, and the big ribbon had the words "Golden Time" on it.This is the camp of the circus - they didn't live in a hotel, but camped here...

M leaned over and whispered something in Qing Huan's ear, it seemed to outsiders that the two were whispering intimately, but in fact——

"I said you'd come with me."

Qing Huan gritted her teeth - he has serious things to do, okay?Who wants to come here... Wait, why did M bring himself here?

……

Qing Huan is still suspicious here, but there, one of the attendants has already returned to report to King. King knew that M took Qing Huan away, and the goblet in his hand was crushed, and the red liquid flowed out. one place.