Fast-Crossing Woman with Upper Manual

Chapter 1641: The past and present of the messenger of hell (3)

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"Look, life is so fragile, so it's good to be a hell messenger and live a hundred years, isn't it?" Lan Qi said, flipping through the record book, and raised his hand to recruit the child.

"Come here, kid, go with elder sister, elder sister has candy here~" The sweet-looking girl with double ponytails is indeed very deceptive.

The child's soul stumbled towards her, grabbed the corner of her skirt and asked why her parents didn't want him anymore, then left him and left.

Su Kui watched this scene and saw Lan Qi touch the child's head, telling him that he could take him to find his parents and so on. In his big eyes, there was a piece of water that was as cold as water.

"Lan Qi, stop playing, take him back," Su Kui finally said today's first sentence, her voice was a bit hoarse, even though her tone of voice was flat, she still couldn't conceal the seductive charm.

This voice, completely inconsistent with her dull face.

Lan Qi would tease her about this occasionally, and was never afraid that Lin Ku would be angry for a while. As everyone knows, Lin Kuiyi is a well-known figure in the hell road. Although his personality is a bit colder, he has a good temper. He will not be punished severely because his subordinates have done something wrong.

For their ridicule, it has always been ignored.

"Well, boss~" Lan Qi shrugged, and while leading the child away, he did not forget to wink at her, "But, boss, you are so boring!"

Abandoning such a comment, the figure of her and the child quickly disappeared into the traffic.

A gust of wind blew, Su Kui squinted his eyes, heard the sound of wind chimes in his ears, and moved lightly. The next moment, people appeared in an old mansion.

The black and silver wind chimes hanging at the door made a dull sound, shaking slightly.

Pushing the door open with a pale hand, Su Kui said lightly without raising his head: "What are you doing again? I don't have any chickens here for you to eat."

After that, she took off her coat and hung it neatly on the shelf at the door. The outside of the old house looked old and uninhabited, but the inside was clean and tidy, giving people a feeling of combining modernity and ancient times.

I can't say how good-looking, I can only say that it is not bad.

Wearing simple casual clothes, she walked to the table, poured herself a glass of water, turned it on her fingertips, and casually raised her eyes to look at the incoming person.

This is a man. If there is a real existence of confidant beauty, then he probably grows up to look like the man in front of him.

The demon face confuses the crowd.

This was the first vocabulary that Lin Kuo had in his brain when he saw a man. In her peaceful world, there was a little fluctuation because of his sudden intrusion.

Men don't come very often, and their actions are haunting. He broke into her home one night and ate a whole plate of chicken. Later, she learned that the prototype of the other party was a fox, no wonder she loved meat so much.

"If you don't have a chicken, you can't come?"

The man's passionate peach eyes raised, his light-colored lips were slightly hooked, and his skin was so white that there were no blemishes, even in a dimly lit room. He stretched out his slender fingers, fiddled with the broken hair in Su Kui's ear, frowned and asked, "When was the hair cut?"

Su Kui slapped his hand and frowned, "Dong Huang, you have too much control."

The hair was cut two days ago, and it has been long for five hundred years. One day, when I passed by a barber shop, I was enthusiastically pulled in by the proprietress. She doesn't care, since the other party is so enthusiastic, cut it.