"... huh?"


    Xiang Xing answered, but he just raised his small head and stared at the handsome face with a little haggard.


    Should she tell him directly that Tong Moyan was indeed a leader in the field of intelligent technology?


    But what if he had a headache like that?


    Moreover, some things seem better to be gradual than accepting them immediately.


    Thinking, the little guy blinked his soft eyes, and a small idea suddenly sprouted in his heart.


    She twisted the duck, struggled out of Tong Moyan''s arms, and flew to the ground with her wings.


    Then, solemnly carrying his small wings, he stared at the man very seriously and said, "brother Moyan, if you really want to remember what happened before your death, I''ll help you find it, OK?"


    "... you?"


    Hearing the speech, Tong Moyan couldn''t help looking at her in amazement. There was a trace of doubt at the bottom of his eyes, "how should you find it?"


    She''s just a little duck. It''s very difficult to communicate with humans, let alone ask about some of them.


    Is it


    The man suddenly remembered what he had seen before. She met Lu Chengjun''s strange eyes, paused, and his face suddenly sank a little.


    Then, he nodded slightly, as if he couldn''t help it. He whispered, "if you''re looking for Lu Chengjun to help you, I don''t want to know what''s missing."


    After that, the man''s eyes were extremely dark.


    Now, it''s actually very good.


    At least, no headache.


    "... ah?"


    Hearing that Tong Moyan suddenly mentioned a dead fat duck, Xiang Xing was instinctively stunned and his eyes widened.


    She shook her little head and thought, but she suddenly realized something, and her soft eyes lit up suddenly. Cool record literature


    Wait


    Has Tong Moyan started to eat the vinegar of her and ducks?


    The little guy almost couldn''t help laughing.


    The development is so fast this time!


    Thinking, Xiang Xing suddenly remembered the fork that had just fallen to the ground and paused, as if he suddenly understood something.


    He quickly shook the duck''s head at Tong Moyan, "you think too much! Lu Chengjun just raised me for my master, miss and sister for a week. I have no relationship with him even as a master and servant! Really!"


    He can''t really burp ducks and ducks!


    However, when the man heard the speech, he seemed to catch only another key point in his words: "what did you say?... a week?"


    Take care of it for a week.


    Does it mean that in seven days, she will leave here and go back to her real home?


    Thinking of this, Tong Moyan felt his heart sink suddenly, and his eyes were even darker.


    He had a hard time getting to know her.


    His only friend after his death.


    "... this, this thing is not so absolute! Brother Moyan!"


    Seeing that the air pressure around Tong Moyan suddenly decreased, the little guy was flustered and quickly explained, "well, so I thought that if I could match the master''s little sister and Lu Chengjun, I would be able to live here and continue to play with brother Moyan..."


    "In short, there is a turning point in this matter! I don''t want to go..."


    Xiang Xing said. He couldn''t help but hang his head down a little depressed and draw a circle on the floor with a duck''s beak.


    After drawing a few circles, she suddenly felt light, and was suddenly held in her arms by those cold arms.


    The little guy wondered and couldn''t help looking up at the man.


    He looked a little complicated, like hesitating for a while.