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"Ok?"

Xia Yao looked at Fang Ran with a slightly puzzled look.

Being stared at by the schoolgirl, I felt restrained, and finally trembling in my hand and crying without tears, my heart shouted, "Xiaoor, you don't love me today!" ’

Then he took out his cell phone and called the group.

I drop to the sky, so why do I still have to call the group of brothers in the end... (covering his face)

At the moment the call was connected, the hand tremblingly pressed the hands-free, and the cold voice of the high-cold male **** resounded from Nuo's house.

"Huh? Fang Ran? Still thinking that you are almost up and want to call you, what's the matter?"

"Ah... the big brother in the group is about the senior sister. I want to ask what is going on?"

Fang, in fact, just asked clearly last night, but his eyes were slightly complicated, and then he held the black line in his heart silently.

To be clear, I inevitably sleep until 8 o'clock every day, the big brother of the group, you are really amazing... (Khan)

"I want to call you to explain this too, is that girl by your side now?"

"Yes...ah, ah."

Fang Ran raised his head and glanced at Xia Yao. He was still beautiful and not inferior to the stars on TV, with the morning light from the balcony behind him.

"Really, because of the experiments that someone has done, it is not impossible for ordinary people to be involved in the scene although the probability is low,"

The voice of the host group had not been heard for a long time, and it still rang as coldly but reliably as before on the other end of the phone.

"I don't know why that girl appeared in your scene, but since she has been affected by your scene, you cannot rule out the possibility that she will also be involved when you enter the scene later."

So even ordinary people who are incapable will encounter the danger of the scene?

Gou Yu frowned and listened. Even in the most difficult transition scene they had encountered before, the goal of the E-Class was not something ordinary people could deal with, and when he heard this sentence, he lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"And unlike us, ordinary people will not be affected by the recovery effect of the end of the scene, so once you encounter danger inside the scene, the consequences are likely to be unpredictable. I will post information about this to your phone later."

"Ah, um, I see."

Fang Ran nodded softly, his eyes flickered slightly, thinking about what he had already seen on the sea.

The material with keywords such as "lost mind", "vegetative", "unconscious" and so on.

"Of course, I don’t think I need to worry too much. Let’s not say that there are only a handful of such examples in the world. The chance of being involved in the scene again is even smaller than the chance of encountering a passerby who once rubbed shoulders from all the people in China. "

The calm voice of the lodgers spoke objectively, with a reassuring power.

"So in view of this almost impossible possibility, I originally planned to locate that girl through public security channels without affecting her private life,"

"But yesterday I received a call from the lady of the Shui family, saying that since she is your acquaintance, it seems more appropriate to arrange to be by your side, so that even if that almost impossible situation occurs, because she is involved in that near you I won’t be too far away from you in the scene.

Sure enough... is that person...

Although I guessed it roughly, Fang Ran glanced at Meng Lang, who was actually peeking at Xia Yao, when he heard the confession of Su Qun....

Before everything happened that night last month, on the roof of the manor, in the courtyard of the auditorium,

That noble figure engulfed in the faint mist, wearing a dark blue dress,

She had a smile that made herself unable to understand and hid the vicissitudes of time.

But he doesn't want to face that person now,

because...

"Oh, that's the way it turns out, uh... Anyway, I'm worrying about you."

Fang Ran grabbed his hair, and said to the phone with some embarrassment, thinking in his mind, ‘Sure enough, I’ve always felt like a cold male president when I’m calling with my brother Suqun’.

"It's okay, I just arranged the relevant procedures for her. Is the life in Beijing still used to it? Is there anything I can help?"

Listening to the words of the group, I sweated for a while thinking that the male **** is indeed the male god, and when he started to care about this kind of hard-core caring about ‘I can solve all your problems’, he quickly sneered:

"Ah, I'm used to it, I don't need help anymore. I've had a good time here."

"Well, that's good, but even though the headwaters are no longer there, we still need to have basic vigilance against threats."

"Hmm, I know."

"In that generation, I would say hello to Miss Ling Yan."

After hanging up the conversation with the "Gao Leng Male God", Fang Ran pretended to cough, and then looked at the opposite Xia Yao and said in a little embarrassment:

"Um... in short... it's almost like that, but don't worry, elder sister, the eldest brother in the group has already said that there is basically nothing wrong with you. It's just to prevent you from coming to the capital... "

"Well... whenever you feel inconvenient, Senior Sister, or if you want to move out, you can tell us, that... in short, the big brothers in the group will help you solve everything."

Wearing the mask, he stammered hard to speak with a smile on his face, and under the mask he sighed with a bitter smile in silence.

If the senior sister asked why she was involved in my scene at this time,

How can I answer?

However, the scene he was worried about did not appear. Bathed in the morning light, he heard what Fang Ran said in the group just now.

Xia Yao blinked her beautiful bright eyes slightly, before chuckling softly at him, and her hair swayed.

"That's right, then it seems that I have taken your light from my younger brother."

If... you think that even if it is minimal, there are risks of getting involved, it may not be troublesome...

Seeing Xia Yao's charming look that makes people unable to look away, Fang Ran thought with a wry smile, not knowing what to say.

Also... Sister, are you really just asking this enough?

You really don’t ask me, why are you involved in the scene...?

Why does the dress with blood appear in an unimpressed place?

Opening his mouth, all these answers were that his selfish words circled around his mouth, and then Fang Ran bit his lip and swallowed it.

It seemed that he hadn't noticed the look in Fang Ran's eyes at all, and it seemed that he had learned that he was not in danger.

The reason for staying here was just to take precautions before it happened. Xia Yao, who had already let go of her heart, chuckled and joked, put down the tea cup she was holding in her hands, and did not ask anything else. She slowly started from the small table and spoke softly. Stand up from the carpet:

"Anyway, since I moved here, I plan to live here for a while, so I won't cause trouble to you guys?"

"No, no!"

Hearing her asking, the ‘quilt monster’ holding the gluttony doll and the ball hurriedly raised his head and waved his hands in a panic, smirking that it is not troublesome or troublesome.

In the morning light when the balcony door opened, Xia Yao's figure with slender and perfect legs was bright in the light. The moment before she walked outside, she seemed to have only remembered something. The toe of one foot touched the floor lightly and pulled her fingers. With her hands behind her back, she turned and smiled brightly at Fang Ran:

"Then junior, can you help me move my luggage in a while?"

...

...

Night Bureau Building.

From the sparkling infinity pool on the roof to the bright glass interior that reflects the sunlight, there is a neat, orderly and organized office area with various documents. The clean and tidy look shows that the owner of the office is quite the same. A person who is disciplined and organized.

But at the moment his neat desk is being occupied by various things,

There are steaks, coffee, nutritional products, but also various old chicken soup, fresh fish soup, fruits, and many women’s small mirrors, facial masks, and cosmetics.

In short, apart from leaving a small office area for the hostel group, all the other desk space has been taken down.

And watching him hang up, the frivolous question of the ‘culprit’ that caused all this:

"Did Fang Ran hit the lucky little egg?"

"Well, about that thing that Mrs. Water informed me yesterday,"

Su Qun nodded and replied, and then glanced at the messy desk that he had just finished finishing last night, and he held his forehead helplessly with a headache.

"Sister Hualing, can you not use this as a restaurant or a ward, okay? I'm fine by myself, and I can't eat it either..."

"Stop talking!"

In the morning, Hua Ling, who routinely pushed the dining car to the office of the dormitory, gave a cold snort, and then put the cut steak into his mouth and said proudly:

"It's not enough to have this lady taking care of you, and all of your participants with ancient martial ability are particularly good at eating it, so quickly give it to me!"

Looking at the steak that was almost unreasonably handed over, the group could only bite it, and then sighed, not knowing how many times they explained:

"My injury really doesn't matter, Hualing sister, you don't have to take care of me so deliberately~www.NovelMTL.com~ and you eat steak in the morning, too...

"Less... 啰...song..."

Hua Ling, with a light but exquisite makeup, threatened with a smile, and then hummed disdainfully:

"Since you are trying to save this lady from the injury, then I will naturally take care of you until you recover. In short, before the recovery and I say you are completely healed, you will listen to me honestly, understand?"

The group of people who could not refuse or resist looked at Hua Ling whose words were incontrovertible, and had to sigh and admit and accept it.

The fact that his desk will continue to be occupied by him for some time to come.

"By the way, that little guy Fang Ran lives in the capital now, right?"

What do you think of, Hua Ling, who is a bit enthusiastic about feeding the ‘cold male god’ one by one, keeps moving her hands, raising her delicate eyebrows and asking with interest.

Recently, he had been confined and couldn't exercise according to his biological clock. The group of people who felt they could not eat anymore nodded and replied, and then watched Hualing had prepared another breakfast, slightly silent.

Sister Hua Ling, how much misunderstanding do you have about the appetite of participants with the ancient martial ability,

Will use this amount of pigs to prepare breakfast...

"Well, yes, but Sister Hua Ling, what do you want to do with him?"

Listening to the Qun Qun’s question, the white fingers of the nail manicure are stirring the bowl of gruel mixed with nutrients and oats she brought from home, because Ye Sheng has been busy dealing with all kinds of battles last month and the city’s fever. With the subsequent disturbance and influence of Ye and other things, Hua Ling, who was left out, pursed his red lips in dissatisfaction, and said casually to the group:

"Well, I'm fine, but I heard that Sister Sheng had been talking about Fang Ran's life a few days ago. By the way, the recovery said that he also wanted to ask that guy something..."