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"Little eyebrow, aren't you really willing to take it apart?"

Seeing her face hesitant, Song Xuan touched the entry point on the back of the mirror a little unwillingly. "Even if the back is disassembled, it should not affect the efficacy of the mirror. I will be very careful."

Yang Zimei thought about it, "That's hard Mr. Song."

Song Xuan heard her agree and was overjoyed, "Then you wait, I'll go home and get the tools."

After speaking, he got up quickly and ran out.

Yang Zimei stared at the back of the brisk walk with black lines, which was inconsistent with his usual slow style.

For a long time, she thought that people like Mr. Song had cultivated to the state where Taishan collapsed and never fell, but did not expect that there was an acute side.

She looked repeatedly with a mirror, and really hoped that this was the Qin Wang Zhao's osteoscope as Song Xuan said.

If she can carry a mirror that can look like X-rays, it will be very beneficial for her to practice medicine in the future.

Lan Yaya came out after finishing her homework. When she saw that she was looking into the mirror, she snatched the mirror, took a picture on her face, and sighed, "If there is a mirror in this world that can see people, What a wonderful future.

"Oh, I think God has such a mirror in hand. When you go to heaven in the future, let me steal it by the way."

Yang Zimei smiled.

"If I can go to heaven, you can do the same, you are smarter than me, you steal, and I help you get the wind."

Lam Ya Yan smiled.

"I may not be able to go to heaven, my soul is all muddy, and no less than eighteen floors of **** have snickered." Yang Zimei shook his head.

"Then I will accompany you to hell. At that time, you will hold me firmly. Otherwise, if I go to heaven alone, I will also think that heaven is hell."

Lan Yaya said bitterly, "I'll be a friend of mine, anyway, wherever you go in the future, where will I go with you?"

"Hey, don't you need to get married or something?"

"Just marry you, I'm up to you anyway."

Lan Yaya rubbed her arm, wiped her face on her shoulder, fangs teased, "You are my husband, you are everything to me, you are mine ..."

"Less nauseous, I don't want to be your husband. I want to be my wife for the dragon day by day. You should go to Major Luo Yinghao to be your husband."

Yang Zi glanced at her.

As soon as Lan Yaya heard it, the whole face was red, and she pushed her coyly. "What a good thing, what's the fun of Kairen and Major Luo's joke? Major Luo will not look at me."

"What's so great about Luo Yinghao? What's wrong with you? Why does he look down on you? I said, you look down on him."

Lan Yaya's face rose even more red, and her black eyes became a bit dull. "Major Luo is a typical high-rich handsome, but what about me? Oh, he's not like people, and ghosts don't look like ghosts."

It seems that she has now begun to seduce Luo Yinghao.

Yang Zimei frowned on the shoulders of Blue Yaya, "Yaya, you remember, you are not bad at all, and it is more than enough for any man in the world. You have yin and yang eyes, because your soul is pure, and you can communicate with gods and gods. That is not a sin, but an honor! "

"Thank Zimei, you can always comfort me so that I have confidence in my life. Before I met you, I was really not like people, and ghosts were not like ghosts."

Lan Yaya looked at Yang Zimei gratefully.

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