The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 572 Why are you dancing on the street in the middle of the night?

No one noticed that on the deserted street outside at this moment, a beggar with a broken bowl and blue thread was dancing cheerfully on the street, and at the same time there was a crazy smile on his face.

Murong Ying was the first to hear it, because it was so quiet outside that even a gust of wind blowing past on the street would be very refreshing, let alone the sound of dancing footsteps.

It's so late, are there people from Baicongzhuang on the street, or are they outsiders like them?
Without waking Chacha up, Murong Ying retreated from the bed and tiptoed to the window.

Chong Han in the next room heard the sound, and met Murong Ying's gaze.

"Good evening, brother."

While watching the beggars dancing on the street, Murong Ying greeted Chong Han happily.

Unexpectedly, Chong Han didn't pay attention to him at all, and Murong Ying didn't even get a smile. After he looked away, he landed on the beggar again and remained motionless.

"I'm not your second brother."

Murong Ying said in the tone of "what are we seeing?": "When I become your brother-in-law, won't you be my second brother?"

With Chong Leng's face turned to warn, Murong Ying was stunned, and raised his hands to acknowledge his defeat: "Okay, okay, I won't say anything."

The beggars on the street are immersed in their own world and dancing. It seems that the person below is a middle-aged woman. The reason why it is difficult to distinguish is because her face is covered with dirt. I am afraid that even her relatives stand in front of her. Can't recognize them all.

"What do you think she is? Why is she dancing on the street in the middle of the night?"

Murong Ying took the initiative to find a topic.

Standing with Chonghan, the ice cube man, was really a test for him.

Originally, Chonghan had put on a face of not being close to strangers, but since that day when Shuangxi left and Chonghan shut himself up for several days, it seemed like he had changed a lot.

To say a big change, it is more accurate to say that it has become harder to get close to than before.

"Want to know?" Chonghan asked back: "Then go down and ask yourself."

After saying that, he turned around and left. He heard the voice and left the room. After Murong Ying glanced at Chacha who was sleeping soundly, he quickly followed.

"elder brother……"

Murong Ying's footsteps were staggered by Chacha's voice, "Chacha, why are you awake?"

Chacha sat on the bed, rubbed her eyes, and opened her arms to him: "Brother, where are you going?"

Murong Ying temporarily gave up the plan to go out, and went to hug Chacha in his arms: "Just now I noticed a little movement, brother is going out to have a look."

Chacha's sleepy face opened and closed, and Murong Ying couldn't help but smile and gently kissed her forehead: "Go to sleep again, brother will accompany you, huh?"

A kiss from Murong Ying dispelled Chacha's exhaustion a lot, and he tried to open his eyes, "No, I want to go with my brother."

"Okay, let's go together then."

In the middle of the night, Murong Ying was worried that Chacha would catch a cold if she just woke up, so before leaving, she took a pure white cloak decorated with cat ears and put it on Chacha.

Chacha wore a big white hat with cat ears, and followed behind Murong Ying holding big and small hands. Chong Han and Chong Jin had gone far away.

Murong Ying followed the direction of the beggar, and when he was looking for him wearing tea, he saw five or six killers dressed in black jumping down from the high roof, holding big knives towards Chong Jin and Chong Han. Direction to kill——

(End of this chapter)