Rebirth:The President's exclusive beloved

Hua Hua is a fairy: I'm sorry to trouble you.

Firefly Dance: it doesn't matter.

Hua Hua is a fairy: Thank you.

Hua Hua is a fairy: but I said, sister, you are so kind to me, don't you like me?

Firefly dance

She molested a girl, and Hua Yu was in a good mood.

She is too soft, and it is very difficult to tease her sister. However, it is a weak feeling in the game, but it is different in the game. She can release her general attack spirit 360 degrees without dead corner.

Hua Yu quits the game and takes a look at Yu Jin Huai, only to find that he has fallen asleep on the chair - the fragrance of benzoin is particularly useful to him.

When the beauty was asleep, the little fish climbed to the desk and curled up into a hairy little ball, not far from Yu Jinhui's cheek.

When the man fell asleep, it was like a static painting. The radian at the end of his eyes was more obvious. It was like the last stroke of ink splashing landscape, with the ultimate charm.

After enjoying the flower language for a while, he also yawned. He felt that it was absolutely impossible to drag the big devil to the bed with his small arms and legs, so he simply fell on his legs and fell asleep in a short time.

When Hua Yu woke up the next day, she was lying on the bed, and the way to wake up was not good - she was wakened by the meat pad on her face.

Hua Yu, with a hot temper, pulls the smelly cat away, and the dried fish immediately bows his back and looks at Hua Yu as if he is staring at Hua Yu. However, before he holds the posture that he thinks to be super fierce for two seconds, he immediately shrinks the bow cat into a ball and barks. It looks like a child who has been bullied to report to the adult.

“……”

As soon as she turned her head, Hua Yu saw Yu Jin Huai coming with a newspaper. Seeing her sitting on the bed with a few dull hairs on her head, she kneaded and kneaded for her, "didn't you wake up?"

Flower language "Oh" a, climbed over to his arms tired of coquettish: "wake up, but want to eat egg pancakes."

"Let them bring it." Yu Jin Huai took out his mobile phone and made a phone call. Then he said, "this is the morning paper that just came out today. You can have a look."

Huayu opened the newspaper in his arms, and the headlines were highlighted by bold and red characters. At one glance, Huayu saw "the strange ancient coffin of Jiexing building, the rich family was killed at night!" The title of.

Xiaoyugan performed a big show, but the beauty did not give it a look, so desolate can only nest in Huayu's small stomach, lick claws, see flower language holding newspapers, out of the nature of cats, stretch their claws and scratch.

Hua Yu quickly opened its paws and threatened seriously: "if you make trouble again, I will give you back to your single dog Dad!"

A small milk cat, also do not know whether to understand, lonely roll to one side, spread themselves into a stall of cat cake.

Hua Yu read the news in the newspaper.

On the whole, the report is well written, with gorgeous rhetoric, linking the preceding and the following, and the central idea is also well grasped. The editor is quite cultural.

The "ancient coffin" excavated from the pick Star building is very strange. After the death of a Ma Wan, Wen Zhen Yi, a famous dandy in Pingcheng, died last night.

Wen Zhenyi, who is only 19 years old this year, and his sister Wen Rongyi are twins. He is one of the five people who raised the coffin at that time.

According to the report, Wen Zhen returned home from a night club in search of glamour, and drove home alone. It must have been drunk driving. But it was very strange that he suddenly stopped the car on the way to the road. He did not know why, and the car had not moved. After daybreak, a pedestrian passed by and found that the man was asleep in the car, and no one answered the call for a long time, Reaching out from the window to breathe, I don't know how long it has been cold.

Wen Zhenyi did not have any lesions. It is said that the sudden death was caused by the onset of the disease, which is not believed by three-year-old children.

We can't help but think of Ma Jia Qian Jin Ma Wan who died in the same strange way two days ago.

At the end of the report, people who have touched the red lacquer coffin will die, but I don't know where the rich boys and daughters hid the small coffin, and who will be the next to be killed.

Hua Yu commented after reading: "the writing is still good, when the ghost story to listen to quite interesting."

Yu Jin Huai said: "now the literati are looking for monks and Taoists in Manping city. They are afraid that Wen Rong is gone."

Hua Yu narrowed her eyes, "good chance, find out where these little fart children hide their things first."

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The literary family is a well-known family in Pingcheng since ancient times. It is said that his ancestors were officials. Later, he was relegated to Pingcheng. He lost confidence in becoming an official, so he chose to do business first. Unexpectedly, he was a born businessman and soon made a fortune.

When it came to Wensu's generation, he made great business. He was the native emperor of Pingcheng.

The house of the literary family is ancient and elegant. It is a formal Hui style building. When Yu Jinhuai appeared at the gate of the literary school, he saw many Taoist priests in the dark glasses dressed as blind people who were respectfully invited in.Wen's servants saw them and doubted, "are you looking for someone?"

"My husband and I are here to exorcise ghosts." Flower language mysterious smile.

I was surprised. I didn't think that the two young people with such outstanding appearance would come to exorcise evil spirits and catch ghosts.

Yu Jinhui felt a little itchy when he heard the "Mister" in flower language.

Although I know that what she said is a kind of honorific title, it is a kind of imagination.

An old term for a husband.

"Do you want to exorcise ghosts too?" Behind him a sharp voice sounded, with a sneer: "little doll, don't look at the wealth of this rich and generous, you want to share a share of the share, you are afraid that you don't even know what a ghost looks like?"

As he spoke, the man went to the front of Hua Yu. Hua Yu looked at him. He was wearing a long gray shirt. He was thin and dry. His clothes were empty. He had narrow eyes. His cheeks were deeply depressed. He was as rich as he had not eaten for hundreds of years.

The man was followed by two young men, a man and a woman, who were supposed to be his apprentices. When the girl passed Huayu, she snorted arrogantly.

The servants of the Wen family were extremely respectful to the thin bamboo pole: "Master Wang, you can count on it. My wife asked about you a long time ago."

Master Wang said with a smile: "don't dare to miss Mrs. Lao. This is not the news that came."

Then he turned to look at Hua Yu.