Chapter 933

The waiter's tone was very unkind, and Zhao Jingyun's already gloomy baby face became even more gloomy, "Don't force me!" ”

"Hey?" The waiter wanted to throw this dirty child out, but Zhao Jingyun was slippery like a loach, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't even catch the corner of his clothes.

"Wait!" At this moment, Ran Yang's voice sounded, "Kid, come here!" ”

Zhao Jingyun was worried about how to approach him, and now when he heard him speak, what cloudy and sunny, what storm, all of them went away, and the blazing sun immediately occupied his entire heart, and the bright smiling face was even more reminiscent of the gloomy baby face just now.

The waiter's face turned purple, she glanced at Zhao Jingyun's back resentfully, and reluctantly returned to her work.

Zhao Jingyun sat next to Ran Yang, his eyes were bright, he had never seen this kind of thing, his dirty little hands, he didn't shy away from grabbing the chicken leg and gnawing "What's the matter?" The slurred voice and the happiness in his eyes made Ran Yang unable to reprimand.

"Are you hungry?" Fu Xinmiao opened her big eyes and asked distressedly, "It's still so small, it's so pitiful."

Ran Yang nodded, but a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Child, have we met somewhere?" ”

Zhao Jingyun's eyes flashed a hint of strangeness, and he said vaguely, "I also see that you are very familiar"

Ran Yang handed him the Coke, "Eat it slowly, don't order it if it's not enough, don't choke"

"Uh-cough-cough-cough" Zhao Jingyun choked on a mouthful of Coke, and the whole person bent into a shrimp shape.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you" Fu Xinmiao gently patted Zhao Jingyun's back, and said with some tears and laughter.

Zhao Jingyun almost couldn't get up in one breath, he rolled his eyes and looked at Fu Xinmiao, "Don't ...... Don't shoot...... up"

"Ah, I'm sorry" Fu Xinmiao noticed that she seemed to be doing a disservice, so she quickly stopped what she was doing and said apologetically.

By the time Zhao Jingyun stopped talking, the things on the table had basically entered his stomach, and he touched his belly contentedly, squinting his eyes, with a satisfied expression even if he died at this time.

"Where's your home?" Ran Yang looked at this strangely dressed child, and the uneasiness in his heart expanded little by little.

Zhao Jingyun was shocked, he suddenly remembered his current situation, and his squinted eyes suddenly opened, "Ranyang!" ”

Ran Yang's heart shook: "You know me?" ”

"I will be a prophet" Zhao Jingyun pretended to be unfathomable, in fact, he was not lying, because his original body could indeed foresee the future.

Ran Yang's eyes darkened a little, "How many people do you think will believe your child's words?" ”

Zhao Jingyun was not in a hurry, he pointed at Fu Xinmiao, "She, she is going to die today"

Fu Xinmiao looked at him strangely, "We are kind enough to entertain you, why do you curse me to death this kid?" You're too uneducated, aren't you?"

Ran Yang's face turned a little pale in an instant, and he took a deep breath, "You said that strange dream I had would come true?" ”

Zhao Jingyun looked at him deeply with a pair of dark eyes that did not belong to his age, "Don't you think so too?" If you don't believe it, why did you suddenly change your temperament, didn't you plan to keep the cold war for two months? ”

Ran Yang lifted Zhao Jingyun's collar and lifted the person up from his seat, his deep eyes were a little threatening, "You, where did you know?" ”

Zhao Jingyun spread her hands and pouted, "It's also strange, why do you all like to grab people's collars?" What's wrong with bullying me for being small? As he spoke, he lowered his head and bit Ran Yang, sensitively dodged the chair, and landed firmly on the ground.

Ran Yang shook his hand and pulled Fu Xinmiao behind him, "What do you want to do?" ”

Zhao Jingyun licked the blood stains on the corner of her mouth, "Does it hurt?" ”

Ran Yang was stunned when asked, does it hurt? To be honest, he didn't feel much pain, letting go and shaking his hand were both subconscious actions, it was almost an instinctive reaction, if you really wanted to ask him if it hurt...... He was stunned for a moment, looking at the back of his bloody hand, he ...... I really don't feel it......

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