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"There is a way."

Wu Xie smiled proudly.

"You still have to rely on me at the critical moment. Tsk tsk tsk. I am not the mistress of the Wu family for nothing."

"Okay, stop pretending. What can I do? Tell me and let me give you a reference."

Wu Xie rolled her eyes at him and asked, "Are you okay? Have you integrated your memories now? Do you still remember your slumped shoulders? I tied you up and gave you a gun."

"When did you give me a gun? He is so kind? I have no impression of him, Fatty. Don't talk nonsense. I don't owe him any favors."

"What a heck, it was when I was trapped in Zhangjia Drum Tower and I disguised myself as my third uncle and called people to rescue me. We were attacked on the road and you were kidnapped by the shoulders. It was very dangerous at that time, wasn't it? He later rescued you after I fought with him and argued with each other, and finally he led us to the entrance and gave you a gun, leaving you to fend for yourself in the ancient building."

"Well, the story is good. Keep writing it. What's next?"

"Who made it up? Do you still want to know?" Wu Xie was a little annoyed.

The fat man said helplessly: "Your story is too false. With your small body, it's Fatty and I will save you, so you can just bully me because my memory is confused now."

"...I won't bully you. Later we rescued the little brother, although the process was not very good."

After hearing this, Fatty thought for a long time but still couldn't figure out what Wu Xie's solution was. "So what's your idea?"

"It's a deal. Get rid of its control. I'm sure Tall Shoulder won't refuse. Then, he has been living near the ancient building and doesn't want anyone to break in again. At the same time, we are also preventing this secret from leaking. We have two aspects. They all have the same idea. After working together, we have more free labor, and the skill is no less than that of the younger brother."

After hearing the general idea, the fat man's mind started to spin, with a wicked smile on his face: "If you want to say you have more ideas, you are naive, oh naive, you are really like this."

Give Wuxie a thumbs up.

"Hehehe~"

"Then it's decided. Fatty, I agree with both hands and feet. So should we go to bed now, little innocent?"

Wu Xie looked at his watch, it was already late, and it was completely dark outside, and it seemed like rain was still falling.

"Then do you sleep inside or outside?" Wuxie got up and walked to the bed and asked him.

The fat man stood beside the bed with a look of helplessness on his face: "You are already lying down, do you still ask me if you are interested?"

"Isn't this just a formality? Fatty, go to sleep. Maybe you'll be fine tomorrow morning." Wuxie yawned and patted the bed inside.

The fat man cursed and took off his shoes to get on the bed.

"Tell me, why do you have to squeeze in with me when you have a bed? What's the matter, my little brother is not here, it's hard to sleep in the empty room. I'll squeeze in with the fat man, be careful, fat man, I will crush you to death. Quick, move in Move, I don't have the strength to climb up here. I don't have the strength to make trouble with you either, so go in."

Wuxie turned over several times on the bed and rolled all the way to the position inside.

I took the quilt away with me.

"Hey, you little scoundrel, I haven't been able to steal the quilt from Fatty yet."

After a lot of trouble, it was already very late to go to bed.

An ethereal voice sounded, and Wuxie found that he seemed to hear the singing of clouds again.

No, no, this is not sung by Yun Cai, but by little brother.