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Although the scenery outside the window is wrapped in silver, the space inside is as warm as spring.
Where is Long Enqing in the dream?
???????? Is it inside this wide house or outside this wide house?
In this regard, Fang Lang did not dare to make any assumptions in advance. After all, with Long Enqing's powerful source power, even an ordinary dream may be less than half the diameter of a city.
It¡¯s actually luckier to find someone in such a big dream.
His eyes scanned one after another in the vast hall.
When Fang Lang swept a third of the area towards the photo wall, his eyes stopped.
Many of the photos on the photo wall are blurry, making it difficult to distinguish between the people and the scenery.
However, one picture is very clear. It was a young man and woman, just like the sweet images left at the wedding banquet.
Fang Lang took another look.
surprise.
Isn¡¯t that a younger version of the future in-laws?
One little eye narrowed.
If Qinjialou realizes something, he will search this spacious hall in more detail.
A few minutes later, I heard some faint sounds.
He scratched his head.
Fang Lang held his breath and approached the sound cautiously.
The house was bigger than he thought.
It occupies more than just one floor, as it is clearly divided into upper and lower floors. After the dream, the place he came to was obviously on the second floor.
The noise was coming from downstairs.
Slowly walk down the wooden stairs.
Going downstairs to the lobby, I still didn¡¯t see anyone.
However, its decorative style is different from the one upstairs, showing a bit of liveliness and childlike innocence in its warmth.
Many small items scattered on the floor were not cleaned up.
? These small objects are made from metal parts and exquisite toys that we make ourselves.
There is a metal trolley.
There are almost no metal graphics.
There are even metal ponies.
However, like the second floor, the layout of the first floor is somewhat lively and childish, but as rich as a scroll.
Although the bookshelves are not placed in a centralized space, they are also scattered on the side of different walls.
Finally, Fang Lang finally found the source of the faint sound.
??It clearly comes from a wide translucent kitchen.
There is a man and a woman in the kitchen, and they are cooking.
Sound is a special kind of sound, which is a mixture of the sound of food cooking and men and women talking and laughing.
Although the distance was far away and the distance between the translucent walls was blurred, Fang Lang soon realized that this couple was the only young man and woman whose faces could be clearly seen on the photo wall upstairs. They are also Long Enqing's parents, and I met them in Long Enqing's studio.
This is the basis for identification.
???????? They don¡¯t just appear from the sides when cooking and walking.
It also comes from the dinner they are cooking.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?
It¡¯s not easy to cook food well.
? However, it¡¯s not easy to make a table of food inedible every time.
??For example, even cooking meat in white water can make the top cuts of meat as inedible as sawdust, which actually requires talent.
It¡¯s hard to imagine that Long Enqing¡¯s beautiful mother had so much confidence that she thought her cooking skills were so good that everyone would like them.
Of course, it is precisely because of this shortcoming that the difficulty of identification is reduced a lot.
After confirming this. Fang Lang raised his feet.
Subconsciously, he walked straight towards the spacious kitchen.
After walking seven or eight meters, we were four or five meters away from the half-open door of the translucent kitchen, and there was no way forward.
There seems to be an invisible but extremely hard wall in the air that separates the kitchen from other spaces.
Raising an eyebrow.
Fang Lang was about to scream.
Calling out Long Enqing¡¯s parents, a younger version who looks very close to the kitchen.
The first syllable has not yet been spoken.
When the back of the neck has cooled down.
The hair all over his body stood up in an instant.
Fang Lang turned 180 degrees in an instant.
Until then, he saw a little girl about seven or eight years old sitting on top of a high bookshelf behind him.
? ???The girl is wearing a large white shirt.
It looks like Xiong Haizi stole her mother's clothes.
Hold on.
Look at the appearance.
Fang Lang breathed a sigh of relief, then his whole body stiffened and he couldn't move.
When Long Enqing was seven or eight years old?
Although I have to admit that the seven or eight-year-old goddess is equally cute and beautiful, she has never had the powerful aura she has now.
This discovery was enough to make Fang Lang breathe a sigh of relief.
But when I saw the title of the book Long Enqing was holding at the moment, Fang Lang could no longer relax.
How to make an intruder look like a joke.
Looking at such a strange and lengthy title, Fang Lang simply couldn't express his anger.
This is a book that should be read at such a young age.
No wonder more than a decade later, intruders in the same industry, including him, look like a bunch of jokes.
Small eyes, big eyes.
Facing the smaller version of Long Enqing, Fang Lang expressed his helplessness.
But as time went by, it quickly turned into teasing in my heart.
He couldn't help but open his mouth and spit at him.
"Knowing that everything is as beautiful as a soap bubble is a lie that breaks in one blow. Goddess, you are still stuck in this form, which is not at all in line with your design!"
Sitting on the top of the high bookshelf was a small version of Long Enqing. He was a little shocked when he heard Fang Lang spitting.
His eyes suddenly turned red, and he yelled stubbornly as if he had been severely bullied.
"Defeat him and help me defeat this strange and dangerous intruder. My parents will definitely reward me for this."
The voice did not weaken.
Fang Lang was already stiff.
Before he could recover from this strange encounter, along the way I saw small metal toys scattered in different areas of the floor come to life in small versions of Long Enqing¡¯s cries.
Metal cars of different models, one after another, fly automatically in mid-air.
It doesn¡¯t take 10 seconds for the whistle to fly to him, surrounding him from a 360-degree angle with no blind spots.
on the ground.
One by one, the little metal figure is also speeding up, trying to reach his position.
However, some small metal figures came on foot, while others awkwardly tried to roll over and mount a small metal horse.
Ha ha.
Watching the air arrive for the first time, surrounded by a small coaster of average size and only a matchbox-sized metal mini version, Fang Lang let out two disdainful giggles.
Facing Fang Lang¡¯s disdainful laughter.
Ha ha.
The small version of Long Enqing is still sitting on the top of the bookshelf, laughing with two unknown meanings.
Puff puff.
The next second, dense soft objects were hit and made a sound.
The smile on Fang Lang's face froze.
He stretched out his hand and instinctively brushed it away, trying to disperse the funny flying convoy that surrounded him from the front. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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