Ark Chef Lapland

The blood on the angel's face was gone.

There are so many stories between them, and I...

It's just that these thin two months meet.

A quarter of it was taken up by mushrooms and had never been guarded like Texas.

Sure enough, in Lapland's heart, he is far from reaching the status of Texas in the past.

As for now, when she wakes up, she has to give an answer.

The ward was quiet again, but the angel was not sleepy. Looking at Lapland's face, his heart was aching.

Maybe this is the last time I saw you so close.

You wake up and give me a verdict. I don't blame you for the result.

After all, you are the true love that has gone through the ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties together, and I am just helping Yuelao, who tied the red line.

Yuelao is greedy, but he will always be beaten back to the original by reality, right?

You wake up, at least let me see you smile again, give me a tender memory.

The sixth cup of wine, by my own voice, drank it all.

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The night is quiet.

The lights in the corridor outside have been turned off, and only the dim fluorescent light strips indicate the direction of the safety exit.

"Water..." Lapland said with a dumb voice and suddenly whispered.

Neng Angel and Texas shot up from their chairs one after another!

The angel rushed to the eating machine and took out the paper cup and poured her a cup.

Texas found a bottle of mineral water and opened it.

"Dog!"

"Senior Sister!"

The two men seemed to have a tacit understanding, kneeling on the side of Lapland's bed at the same time, holding water like two little eunuchs waiting for the holy family.

Lapland just woke up from a deep and dark coma, eyes instinctively avoiding some glare...

So, she turned her head to Texas and bit the mineral water bottle.

Texas held her back and got up slightly.

After a few sips, she seemed very tired, and then lay down and fell asleep.

But the angel can admit that he already knows the answer!

She lifted the bottle, shook it, and drank the rest.

The seventh cup is far more than one cup, and even if it gets wet, it doesn't matter.

The angel finally turned his head, took a deep look at the guy who was sleeping peacefully, and walked out of the ward with a sad smile.

After all... I still lost.

But in Texas and Lapland like that, the two rely on each other and trust each other for their lives. She doesn't lose injustice, right?

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On the corner of the street, there is a small barber shop with only one barber.

It happened that there were two perm and three dyeing tonight, which was time-consuming and laborious. It was all over, and it was too early to close the day.

He simply cleaned up, and was most ready to close the shop and go home, but he broke in with a drunk Sakota girl.

"Hair cut." She domineering and unreasonably sat on the chair.

"Sorry Miss, I'm closed, you tomorrow..."

"Hair cut!" A bludgeon was pulled out and pressed against his chin.

"What do you want to cut?" the barber trembled.

The angel froze for a moment, and was still thinking about it first, and then laughed at himself.

Who cares what hair a mushroom angel has?

So she gave up thinking: "You can figure it out, you can be like a boy."

"That's a shame..." The barber stroked her long hair with some care.

"Ok?"

"Cut and cut, I am best at cutting boys' hair."

This gun is really hurting against the chin.

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After all, the barber didn't cruelly shave the angel straight.

He truncated his long hair to his ears, and struck a level, like a handsome boy, but it can also be said that he is a girl with vitality and passion.

"It's okay, I deserve it."

The angel looked in the mirror, smiled nonchalantly, and poured out the money in the wallet.

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Dongpu District, outside the apartment.

Neng Angel suddenly felt that this tall building was surrounded by a low-rise building, it seemed so lonely.