My host is always busy

Chapter 8 Did the cooked duck really fly?

"Oh, I got it, little guy." Zhu Ling watched the two people on the screen fascinated, but he didn't care what Mu Ying said.

Mu Ying: "..." He may have found a false host!
The place where Zhu Ling is staying now is a relatively deserted small street, still a short distance away from the lively urban area. 'Zhu Ling' was pressed against the wall by Mo Shangli and could not move, but she finally left her Chun. It was just a brief sniff, not a deep breath. The breath with a bit of alcohol smell sprayed on her neck, numbing and a little itchy, making her move her head involuntarily.

"Girl, don't move, do me a favor, please." The deep voice seemed to ring in my ears, the distance between the two people was a little charming, it was really a little close, and my cheeks were warm stand up.

"That... that, uncle, you, you are too close." Just after he hesitated, Mo Shangli had no time to answer, and gave her a complicated look, and then came the sound of chaotic footsteps.

"It's not far away, search for me, I don't believe it, the killer has lived for so many years, and he can still let him run away!" A roar showed that the owner who spoke was already furious.

Zhu Ling was confused. After the shameful thing was done, her soul body could naturally return to this body. She just listened to the voice not far away, and her mind was a little confused. Was the male partner being hunted?
There is no such stubble in memory.

The voice turned from far to near, Zhu Ling's heart became tense, that's all, let's help him escape, and he didn't hesitate at the moment, just touched the small stick beside him, and slapped Mo Shangli.

"I told you to find mistress, I asked you to cheat, I told you to abandon me, I am not a vegetarian, I must kill you today!" Zhu Ling roared aggressively, the sudden change made Mo Shangli stunned for a few seconds Zhong, immediately reacted.

"I, me, me, baby, I was wrong, I didn't cheat, and I didn't want you, then, that ouch! I'll go lightly, lightly, that's just my elementary school classmate!" Mo Shangli was in pain grimace in pain.

"Student from elementary school, why are you being an old lady? Ah! Do you need a bed? Do you need a hug? Ahhh! You are a heartless man! Don't run away!" Running forward, it really feels like running away.

At this time, the pursuer happened to be next to Zhu Ling, and she was about to catch up with the stick in her hand, but was stopped by a big man covered with tattoos, with a fierce face, Zhu Ling immediately faltered.

"Brother, brother, what's the matter with you?" He was trembling, looking timid.

"I want to ask you, have you ever seen a man, about this tall, wearing a Lannister suit." The big man grabbed Zhu Ling's collar and asked angrily.

"I, I, I, I, I've seen it before." After stammering a sentence, the small person almost shrunk, and the trembling appearance made the big man uncontrollably irritable.

"Which way did he run to?" Another thin and small man spoke in a gentler tone, but it was not much better.

"I, I, I, I don't know! Brother, I really don't know. I just hit my boyfriend again, and he... He cheated on me!" As he spoke, tears started to fall , The hot teardrop hit the big man's hand, and he threw it down in annoyance. The big man frowned and muttered: "Could it be that the cooked duck really flew?"

"Brother, this little girl has seen us, how about she?" The yellow-haired man made a gesture of wiping his neck, which frightened Zhu Ling and cried: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! I was wrong, brother, don't kill me, I'm wuwu" Ugh, I'm only 20 years old, I haven't tried Moss cake, I haven't tried blueberry jam, I..."

(End of this chapter)