Black Lotus Steals White Moonlight [Rebirth]

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Suddenly, a dim light flickered in front of him.

Bai Anan stood in place and looked around, knowing that he was pulled into the memory fragment again.

She stood in the lobby on the first floor, watching the people coming and going around her.

On the second floor, girls in scantily clad clothes kept coming downstairs with handkerchiefs twisted around their waists, greeting customers with smiles on their faces.

Bai Anan looked at it without any emotion, when someone pushed her shoulder suddenly.

She frowned and turned her head, and saw a little girl who was slightly taller than her with a double bun and said to her: "An'an, what are you looking at?"

Bai Anan forgot who she was, and immediately burst into a smile when she heard the words, and agreed, "It's nothing."

The little girl glanced at her, her eyes quickly passed her to one side, and said in a low voice: "Don't be dazed, I saw the head of the house staring at us just now."

The owner she was referring to was the old bustard of the brothel.

Bai Anan turned his head and saw the headmaster in the lobby on the first floor.

The little girl didn't say hello, and suddenly took Bai An'an's hand and ran to the second floor.

Bai Anan let her hold her, but didn't break free from her hand.

I was thinking about where that guy Mu Tianyin would hide to watch the show.

She didn't want Mu Tianyin to stand by and watch the whole show.

She remembered that the last time Mu Tianyin appeared was when she was injured.

A pleasant female voice interrupted Bai Anan's thoughts.

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Taozi and Xiao An'er, where are you two going?" The woman was dressed in emerald green veil, her eyes were watery, and the blue jade bracelet on her wrist made her skin smoother.

Tao Zi stood still, and said crisply: "Girl Cuiyan!"

"Hey!" The woman responded with a smile, and glanced at Bai An'an with her downcast eyes, her gaze suddenly froze.

She took a few steps forward, pinched Bai Anan's chin with her fingers, forcing her to raise her face: "Your mother hit you again?"

Bai Anan muttered vaguely: "No."

Cuiyan sized her up for a moment, then shook her head.

She first took out some candies from her cuffs and stuffed them into Taozi's hands, telling her to play by herself.Then he grabbed Bai An'an's hand and pushed the door and walked into the house.

Bai An'an lowered her head, sat on the round stool hesitantly, and murmured: "Sister Cuiyan, my mother still calls me."

Cuiyan stretched out her hand and touched her head, "Good boy, how about sending you back after my sister finishes rubbing the medicine on you?"

Bai Anan hesitated for a moment and agreed.

After a while, a girl brought the guests up.

Naturally, Bai Anan couldn't stay here any longer, so he quickly lowered his head and ran out of the room.

There are all kinds of guests here, but there is a special kind of hobby, like her kind of bean sprouts with little meat.

When Bai An'an returned to the cheap mother's room, the cheap mother was finishing a transaction and was sitting in front of the vanity mirror combing her long hair with her head full of black hair.

When she heard the movement at the door, she called out without looking back, "An'er."

Bai Anan paused, knowing that the opportunity had come.

The cheap mother ignored her, turned a blind eye to her, and lived in peace.

Every time she called her in such a calm tone, it meant she was going crazy again.

However, the corners of Bai An'an's pursed lips rose slightly.

In order to lure Mu Tianyin out, it was in her favor.

Thinking of this, she had a cowardly and restless expression on her face, and she yelled again: "Mother, what is your name An'er?" The cheap mother was still sitting in front of the vanity mirror combing her hair, she was wearing a thin light Yarn, let the hair full of blue hair drape behind her, and hold on to the wooden comb in her bare hands.

"An'er, come here and help your mother comb her hair."

Bai Anan walked over slowly with fear on his face.

She took the wooden comb, holding the comb in her small palm, which made her petite and pitiful even more.

She is six years old this year, but she looks only three or four years old.He is not tall enough, so he can only stand on a short pier to comb the cheap girl's hair.