Doomsday Grain Squad

Yi Qing is still here thinking how to explain to Su Nuanhan how he came out of Cangao's room in the middle of the night, but Su Nuanhan didn't care about this question at all, but lost her usual calm and asked anxiously about the black hair group whereabouts.

"The hairball is gone?" Yi Qing was also taken aback. The black hairball has always been clingy, and Su Nuanhan and Su Nuanhan have been sticking together every day. How could such a behemoth just disappear as soon as it disappeared.

"The door and window of the room are locked, but I searched all over the room and the bathroom and couldn't find it." Su Nuanhan blamed herself, her fists clenched and loosened anxiously, "It hasn't been feeling well since it was injured today , I actually fell asleep so negligently, I don’t even know what happened to it and where it went.”

Seeing Su Nuanhan like this, Yi Qing felt uncomfortable, and patted Su Nuanhan's arm, "When did you become so cranky, maybe the black hairball just returned to the size it used to be, where are you hiding to play? when……"

Hearing what Yi Qing said, Su Nuanhan seemed to think of something, and before Yi Qing finished speaking, he ran back to his room, went from the bed to the back of the cabinet, and started looking for dogs.

But every time I searched for a place, my hope was lost again. In the end, the room was searched again, but there was still no trace of the black hairball.Su Nuanhan sat on the edge of the bed with her hands on her knees and her head downcast, with a look of despair on her face.

Yi Qing could feel the strong resentment emanating from Su Nuanhan when she entered the room. Unexpectedly, Su Nuanhan cared so much about the gangsters, and handed Su Nuanhan the freshly brewed hot tea.

Su Nuanhan took the tea but was not in the mood to drink it, put it aside and suddenly asked Yi Qing about Cang Ao's whereabouts, Yi Qing thought of Cang Ao who was still playing games with Xiao Cang Ao in Yaochi, and shook his head falteringly.

Yi Qing was lying, when suddenly there was a knock on the door of the cabinet in the room, Su Nuanhan called out a hairball sensitively, stood up quickly and opened the door of the cabinet.

Something rolled out from the inside, rolled twice and hit the foot of the bed and stopped with an "Aiyo".

Both Yi Qing and Su Nuanhan were taken aback. What suddenly rolled out of the cabinet was not a black ball, but the opposite white.Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a curled up one-year-old child, fat and naked in vain.

"What is this!" Yi Qing was the first to react. He was more courageous, and he walked up to pick up the child.

The child was still awake, his eyes were tightly closed, his long eyelashes fluttered but he did not open his eyes.The fleshy little fist was clenched and waved weakly in the air twice, as if resisting Yi Qing's brutality.

Su Nuanhan saw that the child in Yi Qing's hand was so teased that she was about to cry, and then she recovered from the shock, and stepped forward to take the child in Yi Qing's hand and put it on the bed, "Stop playing with him, such a small child I can't stand the toss."

"Where is the kid?" Yi Qing curled her lips in displeasure, and after a while stretched out her hand to poke the kid's slippery cheek, "..."

Su Nuanhan's expression froze, she drove Yi Qing away, and muttered a few words in a low voice, "Mao Tuan?"

What responded to him was the child's long eyelashes trembling even more, and then suddenly opened his big eyes staring at him.