Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 281 Severe road idiot VS online game master (50)

Without saying a word, Shen Jue took out her phone and took a look.

The doctor immediately stopped smiling and said, "Don't be impulsive, don't report it, ahem, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Tao An'an suddenly became the center of the topic, and she still couldn't react.

"No, there's nothing wrong with it."

"Okay, the premarital examination is over..."

Shen Jue took out his phone again.

"Don't, don't, how about it, girl, I'll prescribe some routine inspections for you, I'll do it first, and I'll bring you the test sheet later."

"Okay... okay." Tao An'an responded with some fear.

They all look like big bosses, and they can't be provoked.

Later, on the way to the examination, she pondered for a long time before answering: "Shen Jue... Well, I haven't graduated yet, I'm still young, and I don't want to get married..."

"You think I'm going to marry you?" Shen Jue said with a slightly sneering tone, as well as a bit of feigned contempt.

Tao An'an blinked, and then blinked again.

Hey……

This strategy is wrong.

"Actually, I want to sell you." The corners of Shen Jue's lips rose, "Isn't this under inspection? At least the quality of the goods sold must be guaranteed."

"Ha, ha, ha!" Tao An'an laughed a few times and rolled her eyes.

"Isn't that a funny joke?"

"Not funny."

The inspection results showed that everything was normal and all indicators were within the standard range.

The east is slightly white, and the morning star hangs in the sky with nostalgia for the night.

Trial.

An Podong arrived, and Tao Anan sat on the plaintiff's table, dressed in formal attire, with a pale complexion.

The memory of losing my parents is a secret hidden in the deepest part of my heart, like some frozen scars, which have not healed, and are occasionally exposed, dripping with blood.

"Defendant Anpalton..." The lawyer stood up with absolute majesty and overwhelming momentum.

Tao An'an's face was pale, staring at An Podong who was smiling evilly not far away, a little flustered.

[System, what is the ability of BUG?Teleportation or Shadow Clone? 】

[It's an illusion. According to the observation at the scene of the car accident, Anpodong will arrange illusions for individuals. 】

[Then is what I see now true or false? 】

[True for the time being, but master please be careful, the system cannot predict the behavior of the BUG, ​​and all the actions of the BUG are not included in the plot. 】

【it is good. 】

An Paodong is smiling, it is a child's successful prank smile, with a bit of mischievousness and innocence in the evil.

Probably haven't gotten it yet.

Tao An'an was highly nervous until the end of the trial. Because the evidence was conclusive, An Podong was undoubtedly sentenced to death.

strangeness.

An Podong didn't move yet, he just let the police take him down.

Like a salted fish.

call……

"Master, why are you sighing?" Tao An'an looked at Shen Jue with some doubts.

"we lose."

"What? Isn't An Pao Dong sentenced? We won!" Tao An'an was alert, the BUG's ability was an illusion.

"What? Are you dreaming...Who is An Podong? Hurry up, we won't be able to catch up with the fifth anniversary of Soul III!" Shen Jue took Tao An'an's hand, hurriedly and slowly, and finally took her with him back home.

The pot of cactus next to the computer is still there.

Tao Anan tilted her head and looked at the door of the room for a long time. Custard Bun just glanced at her, then changed his face and went to sleep.

Well, so indifferent.

This is an illusion, she knows it clearly, but suffers from the fact that there is no way to break it.

"Shen Jue..."

That boy looks a bit unreal, young and crazy...

juvenile?

"An'an, come here." His voice was clear and transparent.

Like clear water in a glass in the sun.

"come over."

Tao Anan pursed her lips and shook her head, "I won't go."

　emmm...

　　Sorry, the previous chapter labeled the plaintiff as the defendant...

　　I spent a long time in Nanxun Baijianlou today and talked a lot with the aborigines.

　　There is an old man who is very talkative. From the excessive commercialization of the ancient town to his refusal to install glass, he is very cute and friendly.

　　The lady in the teahouse was very gentle and taught us how to use tea sets to make tea, and then brought out the best Pu'er tea... She said she was afraid that we wouldn't be used to drinking it.

　　Other than burning money, everything is fine.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)