Daddy, Pursue Mommy Quickly

But then came the boundless pain of losing Xiaohei and devoured her.

He began to cry again.

The hand of the clown holding the note paper trembled slightly.

In the eyes that looked at Barbour, the tremor became more and more obvious.

He seemed to want to say something.

But in the end, he didn't say anything.

Just went up to barb and opened his arms.

Baba raised her eyes, wet and wet eyes saw the clown's warm arms in front of her.

The clown is really like Blackie.

Even the broad chest is like Xiaohei.

Barb didn't know whether he was for comfort or because he wanted to temporarily treat the clown as a clown.

When she saw the clown open her arms, she almost did not hesitate to jump into his arms and began to cry.

The sound of crying reverberated in the deep and large foreign-style house.

In this thick ink like night, composing heartbreaking melody

When I wake up, it's daybreak.

Barbara rubbed his head sleepily, and his mind suddenly remembered what happened last night.

How did she get back to her room? Why doesn't she have any impression?

Is it the room that cried and fell asleep and was carried back by the clown?

At the thought that she was carried to the bed unprepared, the whole person suddenly a Lin, hurriedly check the clothes on the body.

Fortunately, everything is in good condition.

It seems that the clown didn't do anything.

Barb breathed a sigh of relief.

Get up and make up.

Looking at herself in the mirror, barb couldn't help being stunned.

Somehow, my mind went back to last night.

Last night, she told the clown her thoughts, but how could she feel excited when she saw the clown's appearance?

What is he excited about?

And the bowl of noodles.

I didn't feel anything last night, but the more I think about it, the more I feel something wrong.

Are there really two people in the world who make noodles so similar?

Before that, she only thought the clown looked like Blackie.

But yesterday, when she held him, she felt that her broad chest was so familiar.

She knew little black well enough.

Yesterday, was it just a little black breast?

Suddenly, a bold idea came to her mind.

The clown is not

Barb was about to call the clown over. As soon as she went out, she saw Gordon sitting in the living room early in the morning.

He is dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with his legs overlapping, which shows the elegance of a gentleman to the extreme.

But Barbour knew that hidden under his elegant skin was a cold and vicious heart.

Barb didn't have a good look at Gordon, and he sneered at the exit: "Oh, what's the wind that brought you here in the early morning?"

"Don't be with me here." Gordon's voice was still cold and warm.

Barb snorted coldly, not paying attention to Gordon's unhappiness.

She looked around and found no clown, so she went straight to the table for breakfast.

"Did Xiaohei contact you later? "Asked Gordon.

Barb sneered: "you made me reply so heartlessly. Do you think he would contact me?"

Gordon squinted, as if exploring the truth of barb's words.

After half a ring, he said: "Xiaohei didn't leave the state of Z. my people almost searched the whole country of Z, and they didn't find any trace of him..."