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Chapter 16 Sharing Black History

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Xiaobai stomped on Wei Fu's stomach as if venting his anger, flicked his furry tail, jumped back to the sofa, rubbed his paws on the sofa cushion in distaste, just now nestled into Qin Shang's arms, closed his eyes and started to fight nap.

A proud look of "I will dirty my jio if I step on you".

Wei Fu: "..."

Qin Shang wanted to get up to help him check, but he was sealed by the cat, so he asked in vain, "Are you... all right?"

Wei Fu clutched his stomach, his face was pale, and he smiled forcedly, "It's okay, it's okay."

What he said was not convincing at all.

Qin Shang patted Xiaobai's back lightly, and "fluid" Xiaobai moved a few times, but he still slept soundly and snored a little.

Qin Shang: "..."

Just, I was suddenly cute.

Forget it, Xiaobai didn't do it on purpose.

The physical pain passed quickly, but the wound in the heart was difficult to heal.Looking at Qin Xiaoshang who was groping and hugging the culprit, Wei Fu gritted his teeth secretly, always thinking that this cat was intentional, special, special, bad!

I know how to bully people!

[Isn't it. 】

[You are so stupid, bullying you is super fun!If you don't bully, who do you bully? 】

【Ha ha. 】

Wei Fu: "???"

What about sticking to the united front of chasing wives and never wavering? !Brain you are getting too much!You can't catch up with A1551 like this, absolutely can't catch up!

【yes? 】

[That's really embarrassing~ We have already added friends~ Headquarters official website account~]

【And you? 】

Wei Fu: "!!!"

Ah, I'm sour.

QAQ, sour to death.

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The target entered the state of fugue again. Qin Shang looked at it for a long time, then looked away helplessly, swallowed his care and comfort back into his stomach, and continued to squeeze the coffee powder to look at the animal world.Only the corner of the eye is left to glance to the side from time to time.

Not long after, a sour smell came from the left side, extremely strong.

Qin Shang wrinkled his nose.

Probably some family in the community knocked over the vinegar bottle.

【A1551: (⊙o⊙) Wow. 】

【A1551: It's so thick, how much has it been turned over? 】

[Emotional intelligence: I don't know. 】

A1551 just sighed casually, and didn't want to know the answer. The next second, he stuffed this meaningless question into the trash can, and continued talking happily.

[A1551: Dear, be careful when you go out recently~ The main storyline is about to start!Although it has nothing to do with us, it may still be affected! 】

【A1551: After all, the target of the strategy is also a very powerful background board~】

[Emotional Intelligence: Well, remember. 】

【A1551: Also, I made a new friend recently!The target is not in heat, he told me! !He also told me so many super fun things about Goal! ! !I'll tell you~]

Qin Shang raised his eyebrows.

[Emotional Intelligence: Does he know the target well? 】

【A1551: Yes!He also has a video of the target singing out of tune hahaha!The super funny kind! 】

【A1551: I haven't had such a happy chat with other brains for a long time~ Hehehe. 】

It seems that the new friend of my brain is Wei Fu's brain.

So, is it really a tasker?

How did such a sand sculpture become a tasker?

Hmm... Maybe there's a background?

In this way, the rare situation of doing missions in the same world three times has a more reasonable explanation than "destiny".

After laughing foolishly, Zhinao asked again:

【A1551: My dear, do you want to listen to me? 】

Qin Shang pushed back the thoughts in his mind, and at the same time removed the original plan of "checking Wei Fu's information with authority" from the to-do list.

[Emotional Intelligence: Listen, speak slowly. 】

【A1551: Good! ! 】

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Xiaobai lay on Qin Shang's lap, enjoying the gentle touch on his back, quietly raised his little head, half-closed his eyes, and gave Wei Fu, who was full of grief and indignation, a mentally handicapped look.

Oh, scum.

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[Anonymous] Question: How to build a good relationship with the mind, mind, and brain?

[Anonymous] Answer: Share with him the black history of your own cheap binder.

The author has something to say:

good night~

Wei Fufu is really miserable, hehehe. (*/ω＼*)