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Prince, are we going there?

Jing Ran was woken up by Ke Huanye, and after eating Shaomai, he fell asleep again.

In the afternoon, Jing Ran woke up. Ke Huan Ye Zheng was busy alone in the kitchen. Suddenly he was hugged by someone from behind. He turned around and smiled treacherously. His floured hands touched Jing Ran's tender face.

"Xiao Yezi." Jing Ran called out in a coquettish voice, lowered her head and rubbed the flour on her face.

"I wake up and go outside for a while and it will be fine soon." Ke Huanye pushed him away, threateningly stretching out his floured hands, and Jing Ran naturally pressed his face over.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw the cake that was scrapped in the trash can not far away, and grabbed her hand. The amber eyes were gentle and wavy: "Little Yezi, don't do it anymore, I feel sorry for you."

"I promised to make cakes for you to repay the surprise you brought to me. I can't keep my word." Ke Huanye smiled brightly and turned his head slightly to look at him.

"Let's go together." Jing Ran was angry, grabbed her hand and walked to the front of the glass platform, and glanced at the chaotic scene. The omnipotent Xiaoyezi of his family was incompetent in cooking. He could not do anything except fry an egg and cook noodles.

The two of them worked in the kitchen for more than two hours, and a cake with a strange appearance was finally released. Ke Huanye excitedly held the big cake and took it to Jing Ran: "Happy birthday, birthday."

Jing Ran looked at the girl with a bright smile in front of him and opened her mouth and bit on the butter: "It's delicious."

"Eat again later, I haven't lit a candle yet!" Ke Huanye turned around to protect the cake and ran towards the living room.

Qian Xiaonao and Zuo Yihan have prepared candles and other things, and Zuo Yihan insists on going to the kitchen to cook the longevity noodles himself.

In the small living room, there was a happy rhythm of the happy birthday song sounded, and the head of Ke Huanye was lit with cream on his nose. Zuo Yihan and Qian Xiaonao's eyebrows were drawn into white eyebrows, and Jingran turned into a white-bearded father-in-law.

The sun gradually fades away and the night falls.

The hut was full of joy. Outside the hut, dozens of black figures were fully armed, holding sniper rifles in their hands, and looking at the hut in front of them with a tremendous look.

Outside the community, a low-key black Bentley was parked quietly on the side of the road, and the lights were not turned on in the car, and it was dark.

"Prince, are we going to go there?" Long Sheng sat in the driver's seat and turned around and asked.

"Go back." Wen Tianmu's voice was so low that it made people feel palpitations.

Jingran is back, then what is he?

Since those people are here to make trouble for Jingran, why did he take action?

"Sister Ye Zi..." Long Sheng was depressed for a moment, and finally closed his mouth obediently. The prince said no, so he should just not.

The engine started and the car quickly disappeared on the road.

In the room, laughter continued, but the four of them were already alert.

"Ten people." The laughter continued, and the video they had recorded at the beginning was just in handy now.

"Xiao Yezi, go to the bedroom and leave it to us." Jing Ran looked out the window and said to her.

"Xiao Ranzi, when did I escape? You can't trust me! Don't worry, I will definitely complete the task successfully." Ke Huanye gave Jing Ran a confident look, full of confidence.

Qian Xiaonao was the weakest among the few people. At this time, his nerves all over his body became tense, paying attention to every move outside.

"Five new sniper rifles, three 2-caliber continuous machine guns, and two M submachine guns." Zuo Yihan smiled strangely, his dark eyes were filled with evil spirits, and the air around him twisted.
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