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Cheng Che looked down at Agu and said, "What's the point of them discussing this now? We haven't even captured Pinocchio yet."
Think about how to spend the money before you get it?
He was afraid that these three funny guys would have a good time and rush over to replace the statue of Clock Boy with Agu's mask.
By then, not to mention attending the ceremony, they will all be kicked out of the family.
That would be really fun.
As soon as the words were spoken, there was silence.
The three people who were discussing enthusiastically as if they were trying to solve the world's problems turned around and looked at Cheng Che with strange eyes.
Cheng Che's heart skipped a beat and he pointed at himself without saying anything.
"Good brother."
Sangbo was not polite at all. He sat down next to Cheng Che and patted Cheng Che's shoulder with a serious look on his face. "You are already here. Do we still need to take action to capture Pinocchio?"
"Yes, although this place has not been circled yet, it doesn't make any difference!" Giovanni nodded and said elegantly but not elegantly, "When the time comes, put up a crow statue at the gate so that everyone will remember your contribution!"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che stared at Giovanni expressionlessly, his tone calm and peaceful, "Yeah, with our reputation of having fun in the galaxy, everyone who passes by will kick me when the time comes, right?"
Giovanni's expression remained unchanged, and he spread his hands innocently, "What's wrong with that? How is this not fun?"
Cheng Che closed his eyes and said, "You really dare to think so..."
Since he traveled through time, he has been diligent, serious about his life, and positive...
Forget it, none of them has anything to do with him.
Cheng Che retracted his thoughts, looked around twice, and patted the Agu in his hand, "Take care of them, or they will go to heaven."
Agu closed his eyes, "Gugu!"
Go to heaven!
Trains have flown into the sky in his hands!
Are you still afraid of this?!
"Friend, I can't say I want to have fun without a little imagination." Sambo shook his head with emotion, and then asked: "So how do you plan to occupy Pinocchio?"
"How can you talk like that?" Giovanni was the first to retort, "What do you mean by occupying? That's called taking back what belongs to us!"
"When did it become ours?" Sambo frowned, seeming to find it hard to understand.
Giovanni thought hard for a while before clapping his hands and saying, "Now!"
"Are you guys stupid?" Hanabi couldn't help herself anymore, she put her hands on her hips and glared at Sambo and Giovanni, "We need a reason to have fun! I just want to take advantage of you!"
Giovanni and Sambo looked up at Hanabi's expression, then glanced at each other after a while and then turned back to look at Hanabi.
"What's wrong?" Hanabi's eyes widened even more, "Am I wrong?"
These two people are so timid!
Not happy at all!
Sangbo blinked and said, "Sister, you are exposed."
Hanabi: ...
Hua Huo was silent for a moment, then sat down calmly and glared at Sang Bo again, "How old are you and you still call me sister? Do you think you are Cheng Che?!"
When people call you sister, they are just acting coquettishly, but what about Sambo?
Forget it, Sambo is also good at acting like a spoiled brat.
"Oh, I don't know about other things, but I know Cheng Che will never call you sister." Sang Bo snorted and waved his hand nonchalantly, "Cheng Che only calls big sisters sister, and for little girls...oh, calling you sister is just teasing you."
Hanabi rolled her eyes, "You know it very well!"
Seeing that the two were about to start quarreling again, Cheng Che finally couldn't help but raised his hand.
The conversation ended in an instant, and Cheng Che pointed to the trash can next to him, "You two, what is this trash can used for?"
As soon as the words fell, Sambo and Giovanni turned their heads at the same time and looked at the trash can with blank and confused eyes.
Can you hold it in?
Why haven’t you come out for so long?
Sambo scratched the back of his head. Even with his joyful imagination, he couldn't understand why Sunday didn't come out.
He reached out, opened the trash can, and looked inside.
All of a sudden, the four Joys gathered around the trash can, staring at the person in it with puzzled eyes.
The boss was wearing a white suit with a hint of blue in the fabric, like the white color of moonlight. His wings hung behind his head, shaking slightly, casting down some flowing feathers.
The other person took off the glove on one hand at some point, pressed his white palm on the edge of the trash can, and looked at the people around him in silence.
Hanabi bent down and came in front of Sunday, "Chicken Wing Boy, what's wrong with you? Did I scare you by exploding just now?"
"Chicken Wing Boy?" Sambo asked in confusion, also bending over to look at Sunday who was sitting in the trash can. "It's a reasonable nickname, but my friend, you are a little bit crazy. You actually studded your wings!"
"I'm telling you!" Hanabi's eyes lit up, "How could anyone refuse a boy who had his chicken wings decorated with studs?"
Giovanni stroked his chin, "That makes sense, but there are many more irritable people in the universe."
Sunday:……
Can't really change the subject from his chicken...
Phew! Wings!
Get off your wings!
Before Sunday could speak, a head came over.
Cheng Che half-knelt in front of the trash can and looked directly at Zhou Ri.
After a long silence, Cheng Che raised his hand and poked Zhou Ri's wings with his fingertips, finally touching the corner of his eyes, "Your eyes are red, are you...crying?"
Because of what?
Are you crying because you are so upset that you are forced to go into the trash can even though you are extremely elegant?
but……
Cheng Che paused, then raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Ri carefully again.
He is not tall, but has a gentle and elegant temperament. The corners of his eyes are red, as if he rubbed them hard with his hands when he was crying. It looks quite beautiful.
If his brother saw this, he would definitely stretch out his evil hands and yell.
Cheng Che gathered his thoughts and looked at Zhou Ri seriously, "Why are you crying? Tell me about it. Maybe we can solve it."
Sunday:……
Sunday looked at the four heads gathered in front of him and said calmly, "Say it out and let you laugh for a while?"
"How could that be!" Sambo waved his hand, "We will laugh over and over again!"
Sunday:……
Sunday was even quieter.
He walked out of the trash can, raised his hand to pat the wrinkles on his clothes, lowered his eyes and said calmly: "My sister is dead."
Chapter 683: Will you cry for a while?
"Your sister?"
Cheng Che's eyelids twitched, and he glanced blankly at the firework next to him. After thinking for a while, he spoke hesitantly, "It was Miss Fireworks who just exploded, not Miss Robin. Calm down and be rational."
Don't scare the child crazy.
But he seemed to be secretly crazy about Sunday. Could it be because he was really dead?
Hua Huo glared at Cheng Che and moved closer to Zhou Ri, "Don't be sad... Forget it, I don't think I know how to comfort people."
At this point, Hanabi lowered her head, tugged at Sangbo's sleeve with her palm, and lowered her voice, "What should I do? I can't control the corners of my mouth anymore."
Sambo: ...
Sambo looked at Hanabi in disbelief, and was about to ask her if she had any heart but stopped.
Forget it, I don’t have the heart to do that anyway.
Sang Bo took a deep breath and looked at Cheng Che, "My friend, I think you are the only one here who can comfort others."
So this arduous task was given to Cheng Che!
Cheng Che: ???
Cheng Che couldn't help but raise his finger and point at himself, repeating, "Me? Can you comfort people?"
He doesn't laugh... Never mind, he doesn't seem to be able to laugh.
Cheng Che turned his head to glance at Zhou Ri, thought for a moment and then whispered, "I don't think I can comfort people."
This is not the first or second time that he has spoken inappropriately; it happens frequently!
Sambo waved his hand and turned away nonchalantly, "Let's go. I'm afraid I'll really laugh if I stay any longer."
Under Cheng Che's confused gaze, Hua Huo quickly kept up with Sangbo's pace, and even stretched out her hand to poke Sangbo to force the other party to speed up, obviously feeling that this was a dangerous place.
Oh, no, the people of Huanyue family might also want to go in and have some fun when faced with a dangerous place.
Cheng Che sighed slightly, watching the Happy Trio leave quickly, touched Agu's feathers, pulled Zhou Ri to sit down, and asked calmly, "How did he die?"
Phew, it seems like you really don’t know how to speak.
Sitting on the steps on Sunday, I didn't want to worry about whether my appearance was appropriate or not, nor did I want to pay attention to etiquette.
Emotions are something that accumulates in the heart. Once a channel is opened, they will be completely released and cannot be controlled at all.
He lowered his eyes, stared at his leather shoes, and whispered, "He is dead."
Cheng Che: ...
It feels no different than bullshit.