Brother Yumo came from the outside world, with freedom.

One day he returns to the outside world and will definitely bring her to freedom...

But in Guanguan, you and I are all people who carry the fate of the family, so where can we say freedom?

That day on the bus, she said, "You don't understand."

How could he not understand? He just pretended not to understand. If he left the Sheng family, he could gain freedom. How could he be greedy for those vain rights?

But can you truly gain freedom by leaving?

Can you live carefree?

Wanguan, you have escaped so many times, and I don’t know how much preparations you have made outside with someone on your back, but in the end you still flew back like a kite with a string.

He also fled. When he was five years old, he finally escaped from the bloodthirsty vortex of power in the Sheng family. But he was eventually captured by the Liu family. Even though he knew they were aiming, he was willing to stay.

Wanguan, I left it for you.

I worked hard to be strong enough to protect you in the future...

I survived to sprinkle the blood of my enemies on your grave...

...

"Ah..." Suddenly, Liu Muwan sat up.

Sheng Yumo had already closed her eyes, but she was awakened by her sleepiness.

"It's the little yellow chicken, has the little yellow chicken sent me a private message?"

Liu Muguan stared at the small page of his little angel duck, "What's wrong with the little yellow chicken?"

"What's wrong?" Sheng Yumo's eyes turned a little cold. It was late at night and he still had to worry about his friends. Why did Wanguan become so meddling now?

"She greeted me and asked me if you are happy?" Liu Muguan showed him the screen openly.

Sheng Yumo, "So what?"

What does it have to do with him?

"You don't know, this is a small trumpet. She doesn't know me, nor do I know I know she is her," Liu Muguan explained to Sheng Yumo patiently, "You don't know that the little yellow chicken has serious depression and takes a lot of medicine every day, but pretends to be cheerful and happy. I can't expose her, I can only apply for a small trumpet to cheer her up."

Sheng Yumo: "..."

I have taken more medicine than anyone else!

Still taking sleeping pills every night!

Why haven't you seen you care so much?

Liu Muwan turned his head, kissed Sheng Yumo's face and dragged him down, "Brother, be good, I'm asleep, I'm asleep when I chatted with Xiao Huangji."

Sheng Yumo didn't move, just looking at her screen.

"You talk."

I was watching from the side.

That way, it was like monitoring the wife and the third party's original husband.

Liu Muguan believed that she had no secrets with Xiaohuangji, so she pressed to reply.

Little Angel Duck: It’s right, how about the evening!

Sheng Yumo: "!"

Such a affectionate tone! This little yellow chicken should be included in the key observation table!

...

4 After falling, it is also wasteland: Hello, may I ask, do we know each other?

Little Angel Duck: I've known each other since this moment!

4 After falling, it is also wasteland: I can ask you the rude reason why I follow me?

Little Angel Duck: Because of that mysterious fate duck!

4 After falling, it was also wasteland: Oh, I thought we knew each other in reality.

Little Angel Duck: You think too much, fate is far more wonderful than reality.

4 After falling, it was also wasteland:...

I can't continue chatting anymore!

Jian Congsu turned his phone to the table and turned it upside down and took a deep breath.

Thinking of the cold and arrogant Guan Guan, he could speak in such a cute tone, it was even more inconsistent than seeing Barbie doll stretch out its muscles and twisted arms!

Liu Muwan... Well, did I die of chatting?
Chapter completed!