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Chapter 537

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    "Bang bang bang bang¡ª" The loud knocking on the door made Mu Ran, who was sleeping soundly, feel a little angry.

    He suddenly opened his angry eyes, sat up abruptly, and yelled in a hoarse early morning voice with a strong nasal voice: "What's the noise?"

    After listening to the loud voice outside the door, Mu Ran's hoarse throat was relieved a lot.

    Tsk.

    This pungent character is easy to use.

    Mu Ran fell on the bed in a daze, reached out and pulled the warm blanket, wanting to sleep again.

    However, just as he assumed a comfortable posture, the clanging sound outside the door sounded again.

    This time the sound was louder than last time.

    The smoldering anger in my heart was ignited all of a sudden.

    Mu Ran stepped on the floor with his bare feet, and walked towards the door with big strides with a slightly distorted face.

    He raised his slender arms and pulled the door open: "What are you doing!"

    He yelled angrily in anger, and when he saw who it was, he suddenly became impatient.

    The furious emotions also wandered around and turned into counseling.

    Standing outside the door was Jun Zimo in a green military uniform with a gentle smile on his face.

    "What? Seeing that it was me scared?" Jun Zimo's moon-like face, under the sunlight, was even less like what should be in the mortal world.

    But the slow tone and meaningful words made Mu Ran unable to say a word.

    ¡¾Why did Jun Zimo come here?  ¡¿Muran's heart twitched, ¡¾Could it be to kill him?  ¡¿

    886 thought that the person outside the door would be the hero Li Sinian, so he didn't go to check it. How could he think that it would be such a thing?

    ¡¾Host!  You must protect your own life!  ¡¿

    886's voice made Mu Ran's body tremble.

    Tsk.

    886 What you said is really unlucky¡ª¡ª

    The purchase price complained silently in his heart, but there was a joyful smile on his face: "Brother, why are you here?"

    Jun Zimo frowned, and the lively smile in front of him was no different from his brother in memory.

    What changed was only those eyes.

    In the past, he was full of younger brothers who relied on his amiable expressions, but now there is only falsehood in him.

    There are countless cold air scrambling to pour in between breaths, and a certain part of the heart hurts like a needle prick: "I'll come and see you."

    "Look at me?" Mu Ran blinked his beautiful round eyes, "Brother, you come like thisAren't you afraid of what Li Sinian will do to you?"

    The smile on Jun Zimo's lips faded a little, and his voice became a little dangerous: "He didn't dare."

    Dare not?

    Mu Ran's mind was full of thoughts.

    Why not?

    People like Li Sinian may not dare to do anything

    "Second young master of the Jun family, I haven't been in the front hall for a while, and you just ran to the backyard, is something wrong?" Li Sinian's voice was oppressive.

    Seeing him appear, Mu Ran's eyes lit up.

    What a time!

    If Li Sinian didn't come, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to continue acting.

    This gentleman looks really weird.

    And Did he care too much about the original owner?

    This kind of relationship doesn't look like that between brothers

    "Sorry, I miss my brother so much." Jun Zimo showed integrity in every move.

    On the contrary, Li Sinian, who is full of temptation by hooking his lips casually, looks extremely indecent.

    "Really?" Li Sinian stepped forward step by step, looking at him with some hostility.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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