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Amidst all the chaotic noises, Cheng Che finally opened his eyes, and what he saw were heads that looked like they were ready to be picked apart.
"Who is this? Miss Robin's companion?"
"How can he lie with Miss Robin?"
"What? Miss Mockingbird has a boyfriend?!"
"What? I'm heartbroken?"
"What? Miss Mockingbird is having a second baby?!"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che turned his head to look at Hua Huo who was wearing the appearance of a robin beside him, and said calmly, "I have a way to escape."
Hua Huo's eyes lit up, and she threw A Gu back into Cheng Che's arms, "You say!"
Cheng Che was extremely calm and looked at Hua Huo, "Wife."
As soon as she finished speaking, with a whoosh, Miss Robin turned into fireworks all over the sky and disappeared completely.
At the side, a trash can staggered, and a man's suppressed whimpering sound seemed to come out of it.
Cheng Che stood up calmly, holding Agu with a blank expression, "Hello everyone, this is the figurine of Miss Mockingbird that I made for her. Look, she can set off fireworks by herself."
The crowd around him quickly dispersed. Cheng Che pulled the masks under his feet together and tried to shape them into a human form. "It was a slip of the tongue. I don't have a wife. I don't have a CP."
Hanabi: ...
Hua Huo looked at Cheng Che weakly, "You...6!"
Chapter 681: Go all out?
"what happened to you?"
Cheng Che squatted in front of the sprouting red potatoes, raised his hand and patted the other's head, and asked calmly, "Are you unhappy?"
Hanabi sat on the ground and looked up, "Should I be happy?"
It exploded for no apparent reason.
And then it’s done?
Is this kind of thing worth being happy about?
If Cheng Che is really happy, he should blow himself up to the sky, then talk and spell it out for himself, and then ask her if she is happy or not!
Cheng Che seemed confused. He squatted in front of Hua Huo and observed her carefully. After a while, he spoke sincerely, "I thought you would be happy. You always think so every time you see me, and then you laugh, right? So you should be happy."
Hanabi: ???
Hua Huo looked at Cheng Che in confusion, "How do you know I think this way?"
Mind reading?
What the hell is that!
She might as well turn around and play with the chicken wing boy!
Cheng Che spread his hands, "No, it's just that your eyes are really malicious. I want to sneeze when I see you. It's obvious that you are thinking about some weird things."
Just for fun.
Whose fun is not fun?
When it’s your turn to have fun, you have to keep watching even if you cry!
Cheng Che patted the Agu in his hand, smoothed its messy feathers, and then looked at Hua Huo inquiringly, "Am I right?"
Hanabi: ...
That is indeed true, but I feel that Cheng Che’s imagination is not very good. How could the pleasure that she, Fireworks, pursues be as simple as just exploding?
Hua Huo tilted her head and looked at Cheng Che, her eyes flickering and no one knew what she was thinking.
"Look, it's this expression and this look." Cheng Che was a little tired of squatting, so he just sat down and held Agu and Hua Huo to talk, "At least hide it. How can we have fun if we don't hide ourselves when we do bad things?"
Hearing this, Hua Huo's expression became even weirder.
She leaned back slightly and looked at Cheng Che with a strange look, "You... do you hide when you are having fun?"
"How could that be?" Cheng Che quickly retorted, in all seriousness, "I'm just having fun openly. If there's a quarrel on the road, I'll have to take a small stool and sit in the front row."
Hanabi narrowed her eyes, "And you want me to hide? I won't!"
"Aren't you planning to trick me?" Cheng Che's eyes swept over Hua Huo, and he took out a thermos from his bag and took a sip. "If you want to trick me openly and watch me have fun, you will be cursed. Although I will find out even if you hide it, what if? You don't want to be cursed every day, do you?"
"That makes sense." Hua Huo nodded thoughtfully and moved closer to Cheng Che, "What's in your cup? Can I drink it?"
Cheng Che couldn't quite keep up with Hua Huo's train of thought. He looked down before speaking, "Iced coffee, dark roast. The taste might be a little bitter. I didn't add sugar or milk."
Cheng Che hesitated for a moment and glanced at the lid of the thermos cup. "Do you want to drink?"
How did the topic turn from watching fun to coffee?
This person's train of thought is faster than his.
Hearing this, Hanabi frowned, "Why are you drinking coffee in your dream?"
"So many people are drinking Suleda in their dreams..." Cheng Che muttered, and a little stingily gave Hua Huo a small cup, "I haven't slept for a long time. Although I'm not sleepy, I always feel uncomfortable if I don't drink something to refresh myself."
Hanabi nodded, lowered her head and took a sip before frowning, "It's so hard to drink, so bitter, how did you manage to drink it?"
Cheng Che thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's because this is coffee and not medicine, so I can drink it."
Hanabi: ...
There is no difference.
Hanabi sighed heavily, holding her chin with both hands, and the soft flesh on her cheeks was squeezed into an arc by her palms, "You seem to be particularly persistent in some small things."
There is a strange logic that I will never go against.
Cheng Che nodded without denying it. He lowered his head and continued to drink his iced coffee. Before he could think of the next topic, he heard a click.
Hanabi looked up sharply and slapped the trash can next to her, "So what is this?"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che turned his head and looked at the pair of light green eyes that appeared from the gap in the trash can. He said calmly, "Trash Can Spirit, I gave it a name."
"What?" Hua Huo was curious, with round eyes.
Cheng Che pondered for a moment, "Sambo?"
Hanabi's eyes widened, and she slapped him again with her backhand, "I was wondering why you kept chasing me and causing trouble! So Sambo is here?! You old Sambo, I don't want to make fun of you but you come to watch my fun!"
The trash can stood up with a whoosh, and before he started running he felt his body lighten.
The man quickly jumped out of the trash can with his long legs, and began to circle around Cheng Che while holding the lid of the trash can. "Stop it! I'm Cheng Che's good friend! If you keep looking at me, I'm going to let Cheng Che beat you up!"
"Hasn't he hit me before?" Hanabi put her hands on her hips, and chased after Sambo with her short legs, her twin ponytails hanging behind her.
Cheng Che sighed expressionlessly, propped up his chin and sat on the ground in the square, sighing, "It's so noisy, Huanyue is really so noisy."
Agu: ???
what?
How did He hear a hint of regret? !
Agu jumped up with a whoosh and looked at Cheng Che with wide eyes, "Gugu?!"
Cheng Che took Agu in his arms and rubbed Agu's head with his chin out of boredom. "Nowadays, Pinocchio has Agu, me, Sambo, and Fireworks. Hiss, the joyous element is a bit strong."
Before Agu could speak, a trash can moved over.
The lid of the barrel quietly opened, revealing half of the mask.
Giovanni looked at Cheng Che eagerly, "Don't I count?"
Cheng Che was silent for a moment, then lowered his head to meet Agu's eyes.
He shook the Agu in his hand and said calmly, "Friend, I think Pinocchio seems to have disturbed the nest of pleasure."
Agu tilted his head, "Gu?"
Is there any need to poke the happy nest?
Even if you don't provoke me, you will be slapped twice for fun!
"Let's just go all out..." Cheng Che said in a low voice, his eyes falling on Agu.
Agu was stunned and looked up to meet Cheng Che's iconic eyes.
It was clearly a light amber color, but with a hint of coldness, and at this moment, these eyes were filled with an eagerness to have fun.
Agu moved closer to Cheng Che and asked, "Why not go all the way?"
Giovanni poked his head out. "Why not?"
"what? What?"
Sambo came over with the lid of the trash can on his head, and grabbed Hanabi who wanted to jump up and hit him. Several people put their heads together, as if they were secretly discussing something shady. "Be quiet and stop fighting. You don't have any tacit understanding at all. How can you follow Crow and have fun without tacit understanding?!"
Cheng Che bit the straw on the thermos cup and said calmly, "Why don't we open a branch of the tavern? It would be appropriate to change the name of the Daydream Hotel to the Crow Tavern."
Chapter 682 We will laugh repeatedly!
"The one who has the most fun will get the best room?"
"That's so disrespectful."
"Then what do you think we should do?"
"Be the one who has the most fun and gets the best room."
"Hiss, that's right. I've suffered so much, it would be unreasonable not to enjoy myself a bit."
"How can this be explained? We are happy!"
Amidst the chatter, Cheng Che huddled in a corner holding Agu, watching the three people in front of him blushing as they discussed how to open a branch of the tavern after occupying Pinocchio. He inexplicably felt that he might not have gone far enough on the road of having fun.
Oh no, maybe he has a little more conscience.