Sleeping and Passerby Heroine

Sleeping and Passerby Mistress Chapter 132

Shi Yu Liu raised his eyebrows.

"Kato-san, you have to know the king's command is absolute."

"I remember the rules in subtle places..."

Ying Lili made up the complaint, but she really wanted to know.

"I really don't know, because I didn't ask him."

It should be said that with regard to Qian Yi's own future, he just gave a rough idea, and did not say anything in detail. Xiaohui himself did not want to take the initiative to ask, because Qian Yi should lack some confidence in himself.

"That's it..."

??????

second round.

Lun is also king.

"3 of Hearts, go look through Qianyi's backpack! See what's hidden inside!"

Everyone’s things are placed on their luggage racks, and everyone has brought a lot, but only Qian brought a small backpack, which is always very curious.

"Um... I do remember that it seems to have left a card in the middle—"

Then everyone showed their hands, and the card that happened to be left was the 3 of hearts.

"This is too cunning! Why am I so bad luck!"

The executor became himself.

"Stop talking nonsense, I don't want to help you carry out such a boring order."

Yinglili groans.

How do you think the bag contains some personal items, such as male clothes.

"Alright... Kato-san, don't you mind?"

"En? What are you talking about?"

Kato touched his chin with a finger and tilted his head, as if saying, "I don't know anything."

Qianyi didn't pay attention to this anyway.

Len also secretly took off Qianyi's small bag, put it on the table, and unzipped it.

There are indeed clothes inside.

But the deeper one should be in the compartment!

"what……"

Lun also looked stiff, he seemed to have found something incredible.

"Hahahaha, I think we'd better not continue to play this game."

He smiled and pulled his hand out.

"and many more!"

Ying Lili grabbed his wrist and she stared.

"Don't hold back if you are a man!"

"...Then you go find it yourself, you can see it when you open it."

Lun was also crying.

The Yinglili that I heard from the bag was taken out of the bag--

A box of condoms.

"..."

"..."

Everyone on the scene looked around tacitly, and then their eyes naturally focused on the unopened box that was taken out.

"I, I think it's better not to play games."

"Yes."

"Hahahaha."

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Bus transfer station.

There is still a sporadic flow of people here, and there are some plain and ordinary people coming and going. When they come to the vicinity of villages and towns, there is already a very narrow small social circle. The chances of passers-by meeting are basically 80%. Anyone who knows can nod their heads delicately. Here, everyone's progress is slow and peaceful, and there is no such thing as a fast pace of competition that you chase me.

The humanistic atmosphere here is very compatible with the architectural style of the early 20th century, making people feel like they have traveled through time and space.

"...Xiao, Mushan brother..."

When I came to this place that was familiar and unfamiliar, I saw the architectural scenery that seemed to be covered with dust. The people around were out of place. Some young people looked at Qian Yi with surprised eyes, and some smiled and nodded at him. This turned them into a black and white style, and a sense of resistance and boredom came out again. What a familiar feeling.

I really want to leave.

Shallow one state is a bit trance.

"Cousin Mushan...!"

There was a childish voice calling beside him, but Qianyi didn't notice it.

"Hey! Qianichi, there is a kid calling you!"

Lun, who was carrying a large bag and a small bag, also bumped Qianichi with his elbow, letting him relax.

"what."

Qian Yi frowned, his mood was subtle and complicated, but he was annoyed by this stuff, so he turned his head like this.

Not far away, the exit where sporadic people passed by, beside a shabby piece with "Exit" written on it, a middle-aged man wearing rimless glasses waved at Qian with a kind smile, and another stuck The little girl with crochet braids and height to his waist hides behind the middle-aged man, her eyes a little timid and eager.

"Second Uncle... Ya You..."