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The blind man looked at Xiaohua with a wicked smile on his face: "I have a very good figure. I always see you like to touch me, come on! Let me touch you hard today."

Xiaohua kicked him away speechlessly and pulled up the quilt to catch up on her sleep.

"Hua'er~~ Do you want a massage service before going to bed?" As he said this, he turned his hand into the quilt.

"Hey~ get away! I don't need it, take your hand away."

Seeing that the situation was not good, the blind man withdrew his hand angrily. He had indeed gone too far today.

"Okay, okay, I won't make any noise anymore. You can go to sleep. I'll keep an eye on you."

Probably because she was really tired, or maybe there was someone she trusted around her, Xiaohua fell asleep very quickly, almost falling asleep soon after closing her eyes.

Looking at Xiaohua's sleeping face, she swallowed unconsciously. But the blind man didn't dare to stare for too long, otherwise Xiaohua would feel it, and if he got angry, the damage would be huge. I had to find something to do to distract myself, and find some good medicine to sprinkle on my wounds. Wei Wei sighs, wondering if with such an ugly scar, Xiao Hua won’t like touching it in the future.

Also, that innocent person really deserves a beating. The mute didn't know what happened. He wasn't taught how to take down Wuxie in the cave before. Why did he do nothing for so long and was eaten to death by this little brat?

Sure enough, I am still charming enough. Those who are dumb and so on should go to the back~

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Wuxie took advantage of nothing and came to Pingzai's house looking for previous memories. I almost forgot about it, as soon as I opened the door, there was a smell of dust.

It was covered with cobwebs and in tatters. Every step I took made my feet creak.

"Damn it, this broken ground, I shouldn't be unlucky enough to step on it and fall down."

He innocently took a few tentative steps, but if there was no problem, he made a loud noise to scare people.

The space inside is not large, and the furniture is simple, just a bed, a wardrobe, and a table. There is nothing of value as far as the eye can see.

After walking around the house, I didn't find any clues. It seemed that I didn't miss anything last time. The place where the things were hidden under the bed was still there. Wuxie only glanced at it but did not take it away.

Before leaving, I suddenly remembered that there should be photos on the table. I walked over and saw it was empty.

"Tsk, that's not right. Logically speaking, the fat guy here has never been here. Who took the photo? Slumped shoulders? Or is it promoting the development of things?"

It didn't feel good, so Wuxie thought for a while and decided to join forces with Fatty to discuss and take action.

There are so many Agui family members that except for the people with slumped shoulders, it’s hard to guess where they are.

"Fat man! When will we eat?" Wuxie slipped into the kitchen and asked the fat chef.

"Come on, Fatty, let me stir-fry some more vegetables and we'll be done with it. It's a pity that I'm not here, otherwise he would probably be able to eat more than half of this plain-cut chicken."

Wuxie also thinks so. Do powerful people just like weak lives?

"Fat man, tell me, why do I like chicks so much?"

"I really don't know about this. Maybe I think it's cute and delicious. Why are you asking me? You're not jealous of a chicken, are you?"

"What are you talking about? Your brain is confused?"

The fat man rolled his eyes: "Get out of the way, you're in the way."

"I won't leave. Please add a piece of freshly cooked food to me. I'll have a taste."

"I'm hungry, Fatty. I thought you were here to help, but I didn't expect you were here to steal some food." The fat man picked up a piece of meat and handed it to him: "After you finish eating, give it to Fatty. I'll peel two cloves of garlic."

"It's delicious, it's delicious. The fat man's cooking is still as good as before."

Praise after eating, this is the rule of survival.