The ark girls want to knock me down

The girl said very dissatisfied:

"Oh? Father! What are you doing!"

"Since you doubt his identity, you should be responsible for monitoring him. If he is really capable of helping us, you should study beside him. If he is a liar, you should get rid of him."

"Woo..."

What the Rat King said could not even be refuted by Mu Zhou. It should be said that he was an experienced old man. His daughter could only obediently walk to Mu Zhou's side:

"Come with me, I'll take you to settle down first, don't try to do strange things, you can't run away."

"Yes, yes, I know."

Di Zhou reluctantly followed the rat king's daughter to the other direction of the house.

"I say……"

After walking behind the girl for a few minutes, some boring mud boats asked:

"What's your name?"

"..."

Girl silence

"Didn't you catch it? What's your name?"

The girl walking in front said without looking back:

"I heard it, it's really troublesome, do you need to know my name?"

Although she can't see her expression, she should be impatient:

"Didn't the Rat King let you follow me? I'm afraid it will take at least a day or two. It would be more convenient to have a name."

The mud boat first expressed sincerity and said:

"You just call me Wenruo."

"Mr. Guo Wenruo, please don't imagine our concern so close."

The girl dissatisfied:

"We don't need to talk a lot these days, and we don't need to call my name."

"How is Miss Nazmi?"

"what?"

The girl finally stopped and turned her head, looking at the mud boat with a dazed expression:

"What's this? Nickname?"

"Right, the language of a small country in the Far East, the transliteration of a mouse."

"you!"

Nazmi originally wanted to lose his temper, but soon felt that he couldn't get along with the mud boat, so he said coldly:

"Call it whatever you want."

"It's not just what I call, you have to know that I'm calling you."

"I will respond if I am in a good mood."

After speaking, the two fell into silence again.

In this night, only the call of Nightingale can be heard.

"I said, Nazmi..."

"..."

"Nazmi?"

The girl who was a little hairy by the mud boat said in a dull voice:

"Enough! You can give me a nickname, but at least be polite. I don't want to hear you call me by name."

"Miss Nazmi?"

"What are you doing?"

"You seem to be interested in Nizhou...you are very interested in my elder brother, can you tell me?

330. My Girl and Night Attack

"You seem to be interested in the mud boat... you are very interested in my big brother, can you tell me?"

"..."

Originally, Nazmi didn't intend to pay attention to the mud boat, but when he heard the other party mention the mud boat, his mood became more relaxed.

"It's nothing, everyone has a vision, and I am no exception."

"Obviously you haven't even seen each other?"

It is a happy thing to be envisioned by others, but these marginalized citizens outside the third ring depend on YY for what they look like. It seems that the speed of information transmission in this world is really average.

"Don't you think that sometimes it is better not to meet? With a hazy layer of gauze mist, you can bring infinite reveries."

Nazmi sent the mud boat to the temporary residence, and then leaned gently against the door. Moonlight gathered on her black leather robe, and the faint light made the rat man look very elegant.

"Seriously, what do you admire about my big brother?"

Asking this question is not because the mud boat is stinky, but he is really curious.

Ordinary Longmen people admire themselves simply because they are the hero who defended the Longmen several times, while workplace people admire themselves because they broke Chen's record and become the legend of the fastest promotion of the Guards Bureau.

But Nizhou vaguely felt that the reason for this Miss Mouse would definitely not be the same as those of ordinary people.

"Guo Wenruo, I want to ask you, what do you admire about your big brother?"

"Huh? Fast promotion, capable, literary and military, and so on."

Nizhou first dealt with a few words casually from the perspective of an ordinary person, and when he heard his answer, Nazmi smiled with a little mockery:

"Yes, presumably most people in Longmen think so."