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Chapter 17
In the treasure house of the Jun family.

【no! 】

【no! 】

[Not all of them! 】

A room full of valuables, none of which is indisputable!
Super angry!
Buzheng looked at the young man with extremely indifferent eyes.

Little showman!
【Ding--】

[Congratulations to the host, the merit value has exceeded [-]! 】

【Ding--】

[Congratulations to the host, the merit value has exceeded [-]! 】

【Ding--】

[Congratulations to the host, the merit value has exceeded [-]! 】

Buzheng made a dazed face: "???"

what's the situation?
【AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmhSo happy, so happy! 】

"Zhengzheng, what's wrong with you?"

Jun Mo looked at the girl who was still furious a moment ago, and suddenly became stupid, with a weird smile on his mouth, and grabbed her hand worriedly.

He stared fixedly at the young man's hand.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, it's a family heirloom!He posted all the good things you have done online, including your anonymous donation to Hope Primary School! 】

My host actually donated money to Hope Primary School without telling me!

Do good deeds, stay anonymous!
【Ding--】

【Ding--】

【Ding--】

The mechanical voice in his head was still going on, from shock to numbness, Jun Mo was deeply reflected in his dark eyes.

"Struggle?"

"Your heirloom, is it really in this house?"

Indisputably serious.

"Zhengzheng, all the heirlooms of the Jun family are really in this room."

The young man looked aggrieved, but he thought silently in his heart, could it be that the bad old man hid the treasure somewhere else?
"It's yours, not the Jun's!"

Buzheng, who suddenly got a loophole, stared deeply at Junmo.

"The Jun family's, isn't it mine?" The young man was stunned.

Buzheng shook his head.

"I only want yours!"

"I……"

A scene suddenly flashed through the boy's mind.

"What did you think of?"

"Zhengzheng, why on earth are you..."

Jun Mo suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Buzheng's face, and his star-like eyes reflected her.

【Ding--】

【warn!warn!Villain blackening value: 99! 】

Indisputable:!
Is the snake spirit disease committed again? !

"Eat candy."

"?" Fragments appeared in the boy's mind.

But his eyes were fixed on the candy in Buzheng's hand.

The taste of pink candy came to Jun Mo's mind. He once went to search for the candy in private, but ended up with nothing.

Take the candy quickly and decisively.

【Ding--】

[The villain's blackening value: 50. 】

Indisputable: It really is a snake spirit disease!

Pink sugar also has the function of reducing the blackening value?

[Sister Immortal, don't talk nonsense, Pink Sugar doesn't have such a skill! 】

Buzheng stroked his chin, observing Jun Mo's expression: "I think so."

In the bright room, the teenager tore off the colorful wrapping paper of the pink candy, rolled his tongue, and the sweet and sour taste spread in his mouth. The familiar taste made him narrow his eyes slightly.

"Zhengzheng, where did you buy this candy?"

Really delicious!
"Can't buy it."

Do mission rewards.

The boy's mouth was flattened, and he looked like "what should I do if I want to eat it in the future".

[Sister Immortal, merit can be bought! 】

Buzheng swallowed the "no more" that blurted out, and followed Wangcai's instigation with difficulty.

"If you want to eat later, I'll give it to you!"

Facts have proved that some words can not be said nonsense.

"Zhengzheng, you are so kind to me!" The young man hugged Buzheng.

Little showman!
Hi, why don't you give me the heirloom?

"Zhengzheng, if I give you my baby, will you always treat me well?"

"meeting!"

"Okay, here you go!"

Buzheng looked helplessly at the young man in front of him, and carefully took out a handkerchief from his inner pocket.

Very ordinary, very ordinary handkerchief.

cotton.

"..."

The little showman is lying to me again!
【Ding--】

Indisputable: Heh!

[Verification succeeded!Heirloom: Handkerchief! 】

Indisputable:!
There was a slap in the face.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 】

Facts have proved that you can't think too beautifully!
When Buzheng was about to take the handkerchief, the boy regretted it.

Did you miss it?
I knew it was over!
"Are you going to regret it?"

Buzheng frowned, looking at the boy who took back the handkerchief with a gloomy expression.

"Zhengzheng, you gave me this handkerchief, I don't want to return it to you!"

I sent it?

Then it should be given to me!

"Bring it!"

[Sister Immortal, it's useless to snatch it, only the 'heirloom' is willing to give it to you! 】

Facing the host who suddenly became stronger, Wangcai was worried.

Indisputable:!
Why is there such an overbearing clause? !
"How can you give it to me?"

The boy looked at the girl whose breath was changing all of a sudden.

From eager to domineering, fierce to gentle, the color in a pair of jet-black eyes is constantly changing.

"Zhengzheng, stay with me for a year."

"it is good!"

Indisputable: I can leave after one year!
Jun Mo: I want to use this year to exchange for the rest of your life!

……

Daily life for the next year.

In the early morning, before Buzheng goes out, kiss the boy.

In the evening, after Buzheng came home, he kissed the boy.

At noon, the boy Xun Buzheng had dinner together and held hands for a while.

Time flies, and a year passes quickly.

This morning, the sun was shining brightly, before Buzheng went out, he looked at the boy who was rubbing his eyes and waiting for a kiss, with a rare tenderness on his face.

"Jun Mo." She called him, her soft voice was like a Sanskrit song in the distance.

"Zhengzheng, shall we get married?"

Last night, Buzheng asked Jun Mo to give her the handkerchief, but the young man said mysteriously: "Tomorrow morning, if you promise me a request, then give it to me."

"it is good."

The boy's exquisite face showed astonishment. He thought that the girl in front of him would refuse.

"handkerchief."

Jun Mo didn't understand why the girl was so obsessed with the handkerchief.

He took out the handkerchief from his pocket and kept it next to his body.

"I am leaving."

Before going out, Buzheng took the initiative to hold Jun Mo's hand, and kissed the back of his hand.

"What do you want to eat for lunch?"

In a year, Jun Mo learned how to cook and successfully squeezed Yang Hao away.

"How about making your favorite spicy crayfish?"

Under the sun, the boy smiled innocently, and his delicate face was full of happiness.

"it is good."

Close the door, this farewell is a lifetime.

"Jun Mo, goodbye."

The moment she turned around, the handkerchief in Buzheng's hand turned into countless spots of light, sinking between her eyebrows.

【Ding--】

【The task is completed, do you want to send it? 】

Indisputable: "Teleport!"

[Sister Immortal, don't you miss it? 】

Indisputable: no nostalgia!

……

Jun Mo, who prepared the crayfish and was going to give it to Bai Buzheng, could never find the girl she liked again.

Jun Mo: "Zhengzheng, where are you?"

The boy's supposedly crisp and melodious voice was full of pain and violence.

"I will definitely find you!"

In just three days, there is no more 'Jun Mo' in this world.

(Finish)

(End of this chapter)