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Eyes down the mood, white quietly soft grasp the long hair before the body, a sharp scissors down, a large number of hair from the head is separated.

With the continuous click, she was gradually covered with long hair of tiny rolls.

She cut it very quickly, not long, and she had lost much hair on her head.

The cut was very clean, and she also carefully cut the scalp with her hand. The white scalp was matched with the remaining hair. She was still a bit pitiful and funny.

Su Luan can not help but smile in his eyes, and he feels not very kind, and turns to the smile that Mu Yucheng eats and eats.

Mu Yu city deep eyes flashed over connivance, expression gentle doting, back to Sunnan deep voice:

in the first floor to pack a room for her to live. Bai Jingrou, if there is any wrong mind, I will let you want to die can not do. "

The last warning was full of the momentum of killing the felling. Seeing Bai Jingrou shrunk, he led Su Luan away.

White quiet soft paralysis sits on the ground, the scissors in hand are powerless drop, hands hold the scattered hair on the ground, crying liver and intestines broken.

Shangnan, Shangbei only looked at it for a while, and turned around to clean up the room.

Su Luan went upstairs and sat in front of the dresser and was sullen.

"What's wrong?"

Mu Yu Cheng came together and turned her face to face herself.

"I should not have been quiet and alive. She was used to death, which was a reward. I promised to help her for you, just declare war with Lu Shaoyu. "

Su Luan grabbed the hand of Mu Yu City, and gathered his face to bury his face in his arms, and his voice was dull.

"It's not a day or two to declare war. We left Bai Jingrou as a plug for Lu Shaoyu, which was a little interest on the things he had been involved in yaolele in advance. "

Mu Yu City smiled and appeased.

He never wanted Su Luan to be blind and kind, and everything she liked.

She let white Jingrou cut hair is completely unexpected, but it is an unexpected surprise.

Her Luan Luan, will not be good, nor will it really ignore.

"I'm not happy even if you say that."

Su Luan beeps his mouth and feels disgusted at the thought that he saved Bai Jingrou.

"So?"

Moyu City smiled and bent his head to come over.

The breath of the crisp into the nose, Su Luan has not yet responded to, eardrops are contained, inexplicable heat dispels the cool in the air.

The act of refusing becomes powerless, a little like refusing to welcome.

At the end of the day, Su Luan had no idea what he was angry about

After a day off, Su Luan and Mu were up in the morning of the next day.

Su Luan washes well to knock on the door of Xiao language. When he just knocks the door, he opens it. Xiao Yu is dressed neatly and stands at the door.

Su Luan was frightened and laughed: "you get up so early, I don't think you have yet to get up."

"I slept early yesterday, and I couldn't sleep at five."

Xiao Yu embarrassed low head, small face slightly red.

"Go, go and grave my parents and grandpa today. Do you remember aunt Ling? "

Su Luan smiled to take her hand, only felt that Xiao language after recovery was as cute as before, soft voice and whisper let people warm.

"Aunt Ling is the mother of her sister-in-law, and she is very nice to me."

Xiao Yu sipped the lip corner, some gloomy.

When her parents died, she was still small, with no impression, and she couldn't talk about how much emotion she had.

Aunt Ling treats people kindly, and always smiles softly when she talks to her, and she is patient.

She will not be impatient because she is a fool, not very understand her words, always try to find common topics, speak with the words she understands.

Although she didn't get along for a long time, her mother's image almost overlapped with aunt Ling.

She didn't know much about Aunt Ling when she died before. Although she was a little sad, she didn't understand what death meant.

"You haven't seen uncle Su, and uncle Su is a very good person. Uncle Su loves aunt Ling very much, so we will be reunited with them. "

Su Luan blinked a water eye, blinked to the wet corner of the eye, smile way.

"Aunt Ling told me uncle Su was also a very gentle person. She said uncle Su was very nice to her, and said she wanted uncle Su very much. She said that the family was reunited three times, and I didn't understand it. I was all blamed for being a fool, or I should have understood that Aunt Ling had already had the idea that she didn't want to live. "

Xiao Yu's eyes were bright and then he became depressed.

"Xiao Yu is not stupid, but he couldn't think about it at that time. Actually, if you don't know, my mother won't say that to you. You don't have to blame yourself. Now that they are together, we should be happy for them

Su Luan held her hand tight and her heart was tingling.

She didn't know when mom died, she didn't even remember her.She's not a good daughter. She didn't find out at the beginning that she wanted to commit suicide.

In fact, when she planned to blow up Fang Congfeng, she already had this idea in mind.

She clearly knows, but selfish hope that her mother alive, hope that she accompany themselves, pretending to know nothing.

"Luan Luan."

Mu Yucheng's deep voice sounded in front of him, with doting and a trace of worry.

Su Luan looked up, the clouds in his heart seemed to be blown away by a soft wind, the corners of his eyes and lips unconsciously bent up, showing a bright smile.

"Brother."

Xiao Yu called timidly beside Su Luan.

"Good morning. Did you sleep well yesterday?"

The smile of Mu Yucheng's lips is full of tenderness, and a simple greeting warms one's heart.

"Well, a good sleep."

Xiao Yu nods hard.

"Come on, go out for breakfast."

Mu Yucheng stretched out his hand, Su Luan handed it over and took his arm with a smile.

Walking down the stairs, she saw Bai Jingrou wearing an apron and a scarf on her head. She came out with a breakfast plate. Four dishes had been placed on the table.

"Brother mu, I have breakfast."

There was a look of joy on her face when she saw them coming down the stairs.

Su Luan's face sank. She left Mu Yucheng's hand and walked forward two steps to block her sight.

Three people go downstairs, she only saw Mu Yucheng.

Is it still a thief?

Seeing her behavior, Bai Jingrou's face froze for a moment, and she felt embarrassed:

"Su Luan, Xiao Yu, good morning."

"I don't dare. I don't know you that well. Just call me Miss Su."

Su Luan coldly raised the corners of her lips, heard a chuckle behind her, and raised her chin haughtily to declare her sovereignty.

Bai Jingrou's stiff expression is chapped. She is embarrassed to bite her lower lip and bow her head to stop talking.

"Where did the ingredients come from?"

Mu Yucheng walks slowly behind Su Luan. Discontented, he reaches out and clasps her hand. Then he looks up and sweeps several breakfast tables on the table.

He didn't plan to live in Z city all the time, so he didn't plan to buy vegetables from the beginning. He took Su Luan and Xiao Yu around these days, and the food was solved.