Picked up a bunch of hair in the game

Dried strawberries are sweet and sour and crunchy, as big as a villain's head.

Xiaoying obediently stretched her short legs and sat on Xu Zhaohe's lap. When he tore open the package and handed him one, she immediately stretched out her arms to hug it.

Xu Zhaohe laughed when he saw it. The villain was holding a dried strawberry with a big head. Because of his short arms, he could only stick it tightly to his face.

He stretched out a finger to poke the little belly, and the villain lay down on the bed with a dried strawberry in his arms with a "tap" unsuspecting.

Smiling at the corner of his mouth, Brother Zhao had mastered the Dafa of "slapping a sweet date with a slap" at some point, he hurriedly picked up the little man who was lying flat and twisting and whimpering, and rubbed it in the palm of his hand for a while until the little man Knead until it is the same color as strawberry.

Xiaoying was happy in her heart, but she looked shy on her face. She hugged the dried strawberry in front of her chest, stood on tiptoe and twisted around, then suddenly raised her hand and pressed the dried strawberry into her head with a groan, and her head suddenly turned into two big.

Xu Zhaohe: "..."

Xu Zhaohe was afraid that the villain would be broken, but fortunately, the strawberries were digested within a short while, and the villain returned to its original shape, even changed its color, and even stretched out its hand to ask for more feeding.

Brother Zhao's overflowing fatherly heart was satisfied, and he fed the villain one by one, so the villain's head grew bigger and smaller for a while, and each person never tired of it.

Finally, when he patted his belly to show he was full, brother Zhao finally remembered what he had forgotten.

He forgot to settle accounts!

"Shen Chen!"

Hugging the waist and dying to beg for revenge for shaking hands, I have to avenge it!

However, after the sound, there was no response at all.

Xu Zhaohe frowned deeply, always feeling as if he was doing it on purpose, and he didn't know whether it was real or fake, and he always appeared suddenly to take advantage of all kinds of inadvertent.

But he is a ghost, if he really wanted to hide from him, he would not be able to find him. Xu Zhaohe glanced around but didn't find it, so he turned his attention back to Xiaoying.

The little man watched his nose and heart, and sat quietly from just now, staring down at his little jiojio.

Brother Zhao, whose eyes were blinded by the old father's [-]-fold filter, melted again. He hugged the villain and went back to sleep until he was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk-"

Rubbing his bewildered eyes, Brother Zhao, who was in a daze, stuffed Xiao Ying, who was still sleeping soundly, into his neck, got up and went to open the door.

The fragrance from the tip of the nose suddenly x10, the sleeping villain subconsciously sniffed, and then woke up with a kick.

Subconsciously reached out to support the "wall", and then the whole thing froze suddenly!The heat surged from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, and the villain was steaming hot!

First reaction: soft!

Second reaction: bomb!

Third reaction: Slippery! ! !

The villain seemed to have drank too much fragrance, and the whole body became limp. It slid down on the collarbone, and tried to slip to the chest halfway, but it was a pity that the body was too slippery and tender, and it didn't give him the slightest hint. After struggling for a long time, Brother Zhao who came to his senses reached out to catch it and stuffed it into his pocket.

Xiaoying: "..."

Afterwards, Shen Chen, who was squatting in the corner and sulked, recalled: Now I regret it, it's just a little bit closer...

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Brother Zhao, who was taken advantage of without knowing it, patted the sleepy hair, and patted the dejected Xiaoying in his pocket, looked out through the cat's eyes, and opened the door.

Outside the door were Police Officer Xiong who finally got off work and wanted to sleep in the dark, and Qu Chengye who jumped out of nowhere.

Xu Zhaohe glanced at his expression unchanged, turned sideways to let the two of them in, and then closed the door behind him.

As soon as he entered the room, Xiong Lin unbuttoned his neckline, slumped on the sofa in the living room, closed his eyes, and squeezed the space between his brows.

Sure enough, it's been a long time since I made a dungeon, and I still can't get used to this intensity for a while.

On the way, Qu Chengye roughly listened to Xiong Lin talk about the situation, and found a chair to sit down by himself.

Brother Zhao stood with his arms folded and looked at them. He really wanted to pour a cup of hot tea like a host, but it was a pity that this was an empty furnished house with only running water.

Qu Chengye on the side looked a little tense, lowered his eyes and his expression was not very good, which is understandable. After all, brother Zhao met "his" death before. The troublesome thing is that they don't know when, where and what will happen to them. It seems a paradox that there is no way to die.

The dungeon requires them to play their roles well, but their roles eventually lead to death, and their purpose is to survive, so the plot can only collapse.

Now it seems that the only way to find the truth is to speed up to avoid unexpected accidents.

On the other side, Xu Zhaohe had suppressed his desire to "entertain" the guests warmly, and sat down on the sofa next to Police Officer Xiong. The little voice in his pocket was staring at Xiong Lin's unbuttoned neckline. In a trance, two small burning flames appeared on the face, as if they were going to burn people through.

On purpose, was it on purpose!Is it great to be in uniform?

In the future, he must also wear a uniform, and then unbutton the buttons one by one, pressing Zhao Zhao under his body.

The villain who was overly imaginative clenched his fists and set a terrific FLAG, finally feeling better.

And the unlucky Xiong Lin, who was misunderstood but couldn't explain it, didn't know that he had sprinkled salt on the wound of the lemon essence who "wanted but couldn't show his figure, only a pitiful lump", and he recovered a little He was a bit more energetic, but when he opened his mouth, his voice was extremely hoarse, like a broken gong.

Xu Zhaohe had no choice but to go downstairs silently to coerce and lure him to buy a bunch of things from the uncle with Officer Xiong's money, dragging a large cloth bag used by the elderly to go to the market upstairs, and finally got a pot of hot water out.

After Xiong Lin thanked him, he couldn't wait to pick up the water glass and took a big sip, then exhaled slowly.

He met Qu Chengye after returning to the police station. At that time, Qu Chengye himself was also very confused, and he sat in the police station as soon as he woke up.

According to other police officers, this guy has been wandering around the police station recently, afraid of being a spy, he was detained for questioning before he found out that the suspect came here to collect information.

Xu Zhaohe nodded, and roughly guessed it.

Afterwards, Xiong Lin read the retrieved writer's information. Judging from his biography, it seems that he has nothing to do with Wen Yan and the family of three. Now there is only one explanation...

Brother Zhao kowtowed a dried strawberry silently: "The suspense family accidentally touched the core of the case and was killed."

Xiong Lin tried his best to retract his eyes from staring at Strawberry Dry, and snapped his fingers uncomfortably, "That's right."

The two seem to have a very happy conversation here, while on the other side, the core of their discussion from the beginning to now, the "personal" writer in the story, Qu Chengye, is the one who knows the least so far, and even begins to wander.

His lowered eyes covered the dark light in his eyes, and his fingertips turned white from being clenched. He has no shields to use now, and this dungeon is quite tricky. If he can't take anything away from it, he will suffer a big loss.

And while he was wandering, Xiong Lin and Brother Zhao's painting styles, which were originally serious, suddenly deviated for some reason.

Xiong Lin endured and endured, but in the end he really couldn't see brother Zhao's small mouth babbling non-stop on dried strawberries, swallowed his saliva and said coyly, "Can you give me one?"

After the sound of knocking dried strawberries, brother Zhao looked down at more than half of the dried strawberries left in his hand, and his long eyelashes flickered, as if they were tangled.

Xiaoying in his pocket has been working hard in silence ever since he heard Xiong Lin make this shameless request. Fortunately, Xu Zhaohe remembered that this was a ration specially given to Xiaoying. The hair named "Vinegar" must be fried!

In the end Brother Zhao dug out a bag of dried mangoes and threw them to Xiong Lin, carefully sealed the bag of dried strawberries, and stuffed them into his pocket stingily.

Xiong Lin: "..."

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After lunch, the three of them took a short rest before being woken up by the noise outside.

As the owner of the house who never paid, Brother Zhao looked through the cat's eyes, turned his head and blushed with excitement, and licked the corners of his red lips, "The mistress is back."

This indicates that the plot is gradually deepening, but it's a pity that Xiong Lin, who was fascinated by beauty, didn't feel sober for the first time, and was once again blinded by the jealousy in his pocket.

After a night of fear, the hostess looked extremely haggard. The little boy in her arms had already fallen asleep. She herself did not dare to close her eyes night after day.

The male host was still locked up in the police station, Xu Zhaohe thought about it, went back and searched for a bag of apples to send warmth, but was grabbed by Xiong Lin.

"What are you doing?"

What can I do?Naturally, it is to advance the plot.

He wanted to know whether the traveler was silenced by the host or something else was wrong, so he had to let people know that he was far away and close at hand.

But facing the other players, he couldn't reveal the fact that he had changed roles, so he blinked his eyes in a daze, "I'll tell her fortune and see what kind of disaster their family will experience."

Two people: "..."

Brother Zhao couldn't stop what he wanted to do, and in the end he swaggered and gave a bag of Red Fuji apples to the children, and lied that he was relative to the 502 uncle, and lived across the street for the time being.

The hostess' eyes were bluish-black, and she didn't react when she heard that, she took the apple silently.Instead, the little boy started staring at Xu Zhaohe again, with salivation in his eyes.

Brother Zhao didn't care, and went back to the opposite door after checking the sense of presence, and told Qu Chengye where his "real" home was.

Even if he didn't want to, he still had to leave for the sake of character setting. There was still Xiong Lin left in the house, and Brother Zhao could be a bodyguard if he didn't move.

In fact, he deliberately drove Qu Chengye away. Judging from the current information, as long as they are not too much, there is still a lot of room for their identities to move freely.

But Qu Chengye was different from Xiong Lin, he was full of vigor, as if he was thinking about some deceit, just look at Shan Ru and Guo Zhong.

It's okay when there are too many people outside, but there are only three of them here, and the probability of being tricked by themselves is too high, so it's better to get rid of it.

As soon as Xiong Lin saw that he stayed, he probably understood what he meant, and turned around secretly smiling.

There is only one thing, he has just realized his sexual orientation, and the little wild cat is so beautiful and suitable for his appetite, so he feels a little awkward in his heart.

The main manifestation is that he unbuttoned a button and took off his jacket seemingly as if nothing had happened, causing Xiaoying to follow him and stare at him for a long time.

Fortunately, the mysterious atmosphere between the two of them was quickly broken. At eight o'clock in the evening, the host opposite came back.

There was the sound of the door opening and closing, and 10 minutes later a violent argument erupted inside.

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The author has something to say: Ah~ I firmly believe that I am a sweet writer!

The fairy love of the cubs is so good! !I always feel that this dungeon has been sprinkling sugar, and today is another day of sucking up Xiaoying!

It was as if there was a little bird in my heart, chirping non-stop, feeling refreshed!