Chapter 122: Soft letter

When He Ruzhi walked into the Tower of Eternity with the treasure hunt rat, the golden tail tipped slightly, the blind eyes did not open, and the golden tail was shaken actively.
This is the instinctual sensitivity of the treasure hunt to the treasure. It is like eating the goods and smelling the aroma of the food in your sleep. The golden tail is shaking, and he slowly opens his eyes and sees the eternal beauty. tower.
"Wow--" I have never seen the world like a sigh.
A tall figure appeared from the stairs. He seemed to be preparing to leave the Aion. It was a chubby man dressed in a dark blue dress and a single-eyed eye. The middle-aged man’s earlobe was very large, and the Chinese always felt big. The earlobe symbolizes blessing.
When He Rue first saw this man, he felt that the other person seemed to be a Buddha, and he wore a more skinny Buddha in a formal dress. This kind of appearance brought the light of the Buddha's light, so that He Ruge would have to look at it.
The man holds the monocle, and the smile on the end of the eye emerges. His voice is mellow and peaceful, and it is easy to get the goodwill of others. "Mr. He, good evening, I am in the middle of it."
He bent down and looked at He Ruo's palm. "Children, do you like the Aion? When you grow up, you have the chance to come here and enjoy it. Its beauty will not fade over time." , as eternal as truth."
His small eyes looked at him in the middle of the eyes. He seemed to be a little scared. He seemed to be shy and buried his face in the palm of his song. The golden little tail was also tightly padded under his ass.
"Hello, Lord Judge, he is a little shy." He Ruge wrapped his hands in the treasure hunt, and explained to him that his sight fell on the very buddy face, unconscious. It is used in a respectful name.

The treasure hunt rat is like a mimosa in the greenhouse.
Xiangzhong is like a wise old man.
They need the protection of federal laws, but the harsh laws can’t shock those who are interested in it. I like you very much. Before the people of the treasure hunt are coming, please ask Mr. He to take good care of him."
"Is your parents coming over?" He Ruwen asked.
"No, we haven't found the parents of this child yet." Xiangzhong shook his head. "There is no treasure hunt to report the case. No hunt mouse has noticed that his child has disappeared, but it doesn't matter. There will be people looking for a hamster tomorrow morning. Come pick up the child."

How could this be?
He Ruge felt incredible. Why did the child not disappear when the child disappeared? Is it abandoned? However, it is a precious treasure hunter, and the body looks healthy and has no problems.
The smile on the face of Xiangzhong faded. "In the face of huge interests, the means of crime will always be beyond our imagination."
The palm of your hand is uneasily scratching the palm of your hand with a small claw. Why is the song guessing that you should be afraid of outsiders, so you can talk back to the top with a few words.
After waiting for the room, He Ruge put the palm of the treasure hunt on the bed, and he took a long sigh of relief. He seemed to want to express something to He Ruge. However, he would not say much, he would only A few simple words are "hungry," "eat," "hold," and "sleepy."
It seems that no one has taught him to talk.
I jumped to the leg of He Ru, and whispered in a whisper. However, he couldn’t understand a word like He, and he felt the inconvenience of language barrier.
"Hey, my name is He Ruge." He Ruge said softly.
The dark little eyes looked brightly at He Rue, "Song?" he whispered.
He Ru song smiled, he held the cockroach in his palm, and gave him and his own nightingale. "The food of the Aion is delicious. I promised it before, and I want to give him delicious food."
The treasure hunt rat cub desperately stuffed food into his gang, his mouth bulging, like playing two small balloons, he climbed the clothes from the palm of He Ruge, and carefully drilled into the pocket.
He Ruge used his fingers to hold the open bag and saw a small biscuit inside, and spit out a nut. With the sound of the sizzling sound, the pocket was quickly filled with grain. He looked up and He Rue was opposite, his small eyes lit up. He raised a small biscuit - it was really a tiny mini-cookie for the hunt rat, and whispered: "Eat.

He Ruge catches the small biscuit that doesn't have his own nails. He thinks that this biscuit is the legendary "the stuff is not enough."
He looked at the little biscuit and sighed.
He wants to be a big white tiger. I want to take this small biscuit to the white tiger.
It seems that you only have to have a sense of security when you are in your pocket. Why do you take off your coat and put it on the bed, so you can put your hands in your pocket and eat food.
There are a lot of new news in the news in the light brain. He Ruo Ge automatically ignores the reminder of the novel and points to the private letter sent by the new teacher of the small class of the land:
Dear, like a song, blame, good evening! I am soft~
I found that everyone wants to see a song, just ask the new teacher, can you borrow her light brain to send you a private letter, the new teacher is really a very good person, she promised me.
At 6 o'clock this evening, the new teacher gave us a live broadcast. Xiong Xinhao is very envious of the big white tiger can be so big - (-^〇^-). Let's say that the Tower of Eternity is very beautiful, and they want to go shopping inside one day. Lazy and Qiugu are listening to the live broadcast with their eyes closed. Lazy is too lazy. He doesn't even bother to open his eyes, but he looks so cute with his smile~ The flower has said ten times to the green and green, "If the song is beautiful," Flowers like songs like you...
I also like it like a song~
By soft
The soft learning ability is very strong. I have achieved excellent results in recent lectures. When Xiong Xinhao’s words were still stuttering, he could easily write a small composition.
The aura of Xueba has softly harvested the closeness of the two chickens. The two gangsters who can bully Xiong Xinhao are dedicated to the soft side, hoping to get the benefits of copying homework. No matter where you are, soft and soft can quickly make friends with people around you.
He Ru Ge read soft and soft letters, his eyes became soft. He secretly took a photo of the cockroach in his pocket and edited the message back:
Dear soft, good evening, I miss you very much. I should be able to go back after two days of blame. When we go to the 17-star to build a new home, everyone can live in it. By the way, now I have a new child around me, he is shouting. He is a child who is very courageous and very shy, but he does not have a large amount of vocabulary. If soft and soft can teach the interstellar lingua franca. It is a pity that he will be picked up by his people tomorrow, so he can't meet softly.
After He Ruge sent out the photo of him, he was a little tired and lying on the big bed. After the ban was not there, the bed seemed to be getting bigger. In the ear is the sound of the hunt for the hunt of the hunt, so that if the song exhales a sigh, log into the game, see the progress of the merits in the game interface has risen to 78%.
This will soon pass, and He Rue closes his eyes and makes himself no longer think about it. He wants to believe in the blame.
He Ru Ge turned off the light, gently swaying the lullaby in the darkness, and the uneasy screaming listened to the song slowly closing his eyes, and he fell asleep after he became a ball.
At the same time, a tall, fat-looking middle-aged man walked into the federal court under the esteemed eye of others. He wore a dark blue dress, and his mouth was filled with a smile that was like a spring breeze. .
The officer’s rest time is always very small, rarely going home at night, almost treating the court as his second home. This time, even if he is invited to stay in the Aion as a member of the Federal Assembly, the officer will often return to the court to work, and a fellow admirer feels like this. He will never know that his unselfish integrity is like a saint's servant, walking in the darkness at the moment, walking in the grounds of the federal court.
The white court general federal court has a dark cage that shocks the world.
A middle-aged man with a slightly fat body unbuttoned the button and took a ring of waist wrapped around his waist. He saw the key on the inside of the girdle and the key to the lock. In the interstellar era of tech locks, not many people will use the original metal key.
When the lord officer walked in the darkness, the keys on the girdle collided and made a jingling sound.
The people in the dark heard the screams of fear after hearing the jingle, and the screaming screaming suddenly sounded like lightning striking the night sky. In the middle of the rumor, the brows are slightly wrinkled. If there is light at the bottom of the earth, then they can see the sergeant, who has always been smiling, and his face is cold and cold.
It is always warm, deep, like a wise man like the elder's amber eyelids, with a thin layer of ice, without any temperature in his eyes.
He is like watching the garbage that has not been processed.
"Silence!" The mellow voice echoed in the cell, and the sounds of the ones in the dark disappeared. Those people were like chickens that were caught in their necks.
Xiang Zhong took out the good and evil instrument from his arms, and the generous and benevolent face came out of a solemn look. He walked to an iron cage and pointed the good and evil instrument to the person with the naked body, thin face and sluggish eyes.
No one will believe that the person locked in this cage is once a murderous serial killer. After learning that he was sentenced to death, he could still laugh at the murderer who victimized the victim’s family.
"You are guilty." The officer pressed the switch of good and evil.
When the person in the cage heard the sound, the eyeball slowly turned and turned. He looked like a rusted machine and raised his head stiffly. He saw a thick and large earlobe. He seemed to see the terrible existence. I whispered in horror and said: "I am guilty, I regret, I am guilty, I regret, please forgive me..."
The number on the good and evil instrument emerged. Looking at the number "71", he whispered with a condemnation tone: "You didn't really regret it." He said that he touched the key on his waist.
When the cage man heard the clanging of the key collision, the cage man broke free from the sly state, and his pupil tightened and screamed with screams: "No -!!!"