Pick up a monster and carry it home

Chapter 363 Aunt Seventeen? 1
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The night is lonely!
The moon mother-in-law outside, holding a round of big pancakes that are almost round, poked her head out and looked into the room with her head hooked.

Tsk tsk... what a lucky girl.

If those star daughters of hers are also so lucky, how can she use it, staring at a lot of age, so desperately working in the dark.

The big boss of the Milky Way is still a stingy man, not to mention the monthly attendance bonus, and the guaranteed minimum salary is not paid on time from time to time.

Now there is still a competition for employment.

All space legal holidays, no rest, no overtime pay for overtime work.

Hate, days are getting harder and harder!

If her old man can be ten thousand years younger, she must also find an affordable man!
Life is secure and life is comfortable.

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In the early morning of the next day, the sparrows were chirping cheerfully outside the window, and the sleeping person in the house turned over and continued to snore.

Yue Heng smiled lightly, leaned over and kissed Shen Shuyao on the cheek, turned over gently and got off the bed, and covered the quilt carefully.

Put on your clothes and walk out the door.

When Shen Shuyao woke up, it was another good day to bask in her ass.

The hard-working Siya has already prepared the wash water, and is excitedly waiting outside the door to be summoned at any time.

After washing, Si Ya said: Miss, my master has already prepared breakfast in the front hall, and said that if you get up, let me lead you there quickly, don't be hungry, girl, my master is so kind to you.

Shen Shuyao twitched, her face became hot once in a lifetime.

I hate it, why did you say it so clearly, it's good that everyone knows it, it makes people feel weird.

Passing by a small arch bridge, what do you think is such a coincidence, a small man walked across the road, none other than Lian Zhen.

After Shen Shuyao saw it, she narrowed her dangerous eyes: good boy, I finally got the chance.

The two happened to be facing each other, Lian Zhen turned around and was about to flee, but it was too late to make a final save.

Shen Shuyao rushed forward at the same speed as she used to race with Da Huang, and firmly grasped Lian Zhen's back skirt.

[It is said that Wadi’s deposit of manuscripts is close to empty, and Wajuedi is about to be unable to hold back... tears...]

(End of this chapter)