Chapter 468: Anning 嘿卡塞呦


Chapter 468 Anning 嘿卡塞呦
Mark looked at the front of the alley but didn't see anything.
He didn't understand the meaning of this piece of blowing sugar caught in the palm of his hand.
But he had an extraordinary touch. Between the thoughts, Mark put the little cockroaches down and opened the back door of the tofu shop to let her in.
Mark squatted down and said indifferently: "Listen, your mother doesn't hate you for letting you out. She is just afraid of infecting you with a cold."

Really?
Xiao Xiao’s world still doesn’t know what lies.
Mark just nodded. "If you don't believe, you go to your mother's room, and she won't marry you anymore."
Xiao Xiaodao: "Uncle Mark, just that, can you take me to play once? It's amazing!!"
The little girl of a few years has a unique stunt that the adults can't take down and refuse. The big eyes shine like the innocent elves.
"it is good."
Mark didn't talk nonsense, just gently retired the little girl, and then closed the threshold of the back door - of course, Mark even put a stick on the outside, in case the little guy would push the door out .
He did things very carefully... but he didn't pay attention to it.
At this moment, Mark narrowed his eyes and his eyes were sharp, like a long shot that was invincible. He walked quickly in the direction of this strange blown sugar.
......
The three children are not knowing how to be good, while they are annoyed that they have drunk their daughters, and they are ashamed that they will do the shameful things.
I was almost found out... Maybe Mark has already seen something, right?
The three children suddenly felt that they didn't even have the courage to take this room at this time... But Xiaoxi now doesn't know if he still cries and doesn't cry?
She was vaguely able to hear her daughter's crying, as if it was coming downstairs... seems to be the position of the back door?
At this point, the door of the room slowly pushed open, and a small head was probed in from the seam. The three children looked at the little cockroach like a frightened little animal. The heart was sore and uncomfortable. I couldn’t help but patted the bed and whispered: "Small cockroach, come over to mom."
Xiao Yan suddenly rushed to the bedside of the three children, but did not rely too close, but cautiously said: "Uncle Mark said, Mom, you just let me go, I am afraid that I will pass the cold to Xiaoyan, right? ?"
"He...he did he really tell you this?" The three hesitated.
Xiao Yan seriously nodded, "Well! Well!"
"Uncle Mark is now outside the room?" The three children suddenly asked.
Xiao Xiaodao said: "I don't know, Uncle Mark just seems to have locked the door and went out?"
The three children did not say anything, just sighed and whispered: "Small, you move a stool here, with your mother, okay?"
"Okay! Mom wants to tell me a story?"
"Well, my mother tells you stories." The three children smiled. "What story do you want to hear?"
"The story of Snow White and the seven big mushrooms!"
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Turn forward, turn left after turning... Mark doesn't know why he chose to go in this direction.
Even if he didn't see even a strange figure in front of the road - as he would choose to follow these roads, it seems to stem from his instincts.
As for how this kind of intuitive prejudgment came from, Mark could not think.
He still can't think of who he is, where he came from... but he remembered a lot of things.
For example, some very practical things.
Mark finally stopped in a short alley - he stopped in the middle of this short alley, his eyes became more and more fierce, looking at every place in this alley!
Suddenly, Mark’s arm was forced hard and swept toward his back!
When the palm of his hand was swept 180 degrees to the back of his own, only a figure quickly stepped back and escaped the sweep.
In front of me, is a white hair, strange clothes, strange young woman in her hands... Nero.
"It's still as sensitive as a beast, it doesn't depend on your side." Nero leaned his head: "So, for a long time, don't remember, Cook."
"You... know me?" Mark frowned.
Nero frowned at this time, and then suddenly his legs bent slightly... The long legs with amazing elasticity, suddenly kicked and kicked.
Mark’s look is awkward. It seems that this strange woman’s sudden discomfort is just a discomfort. It’s just that the front handle is blocked, but it’s hit by the strength of the kick.
Nero did not continue to attack, but just turned his head: "Well... Cook, what about your thousand spines?"
"Who are you? Do you know me?" Mark's brow wrinkled deeper... but perhaps after a recent attack, he began to guard his body.
"Devil, is this family lying?"
But seeing Nero suddenly twisted his neck and looked at the black long bobbin behind him... But in the blink of an eye, Nero nodded. "It’s not like lying... that is to say For the time being, I can't ask anything."
She finally took out her palm from her pocket, but she grabbed her hair like an uncle, and said: "Ah... troubles are dead, how can you encounter an amnesia script? Take you Bring it back? I don't want to mention a person who doesn't know who is going so far. I originally planned to take a trip and go back to the 'homeland'. But the task also has a deadline. It’s not easy at one time...so why are you losing your memory? I might have found a fake Cook...

Mark still has no impression of this strange woman... but intuition tells him that he has a lot of unclear relationship with this woman.
As for this woman... Is it too much to talk?
Like to talk to yourself?
"You are better to tell me what you know when you are here." Mark did not relax his alert, but made his own suggestion.
"Well... forget it, you will continue to lose your memory. I am gone."
Unexpectedly, the white-haired woman suddenly said something like this, and she jumped onto the wall with a jump, and looked down at the top: "Anyway, your head is pumping, but the body is not pumping, at least you can't die."

"say clearly!"
Nero’s eyes were bent into a crescent moon.
I will help you with the twenty-six seats...you will enjoy the life of this country’s Jiangnan water town here...but remember you owe I am alone!"
As he said, Nero was waving his hand to the man in his old white shirt, still looking like a lonely man. "An Ning 嘿 呦 呦
























She then disappeared after a jump.
(End of this chapter)
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