"Sometimes I feel that you are really aggressive, Miss Yan." Babalim stood outside the gate, as the rabbit girl who accompanied her, she was always outside. When she was racially superior, Babalim heard what Yan said and heard everything inside. The rabbit girl handed the windbreaker in her hand to its owner: "Does the final answer mean anything?"

"The meaning is basically nothing. Just like I said, this world is worthless in the eyes of our indigenous people, but it is like a priceless treasure. We do not abide by the laws of their indigenous people. We have our own bottom line and standards in our hearts. Babalim, we are not the same people as the guys in New Eden." Putting the windbreaker on our body, Yan glanced at the rabbit girl who followed: "Speaking of it, why do you choose to stand on my side? You know, you can be a Toby rabbit with Tel's ears in a series of Toby rabbits."

"Although there are two Your Highnesses over there, I think it's better to follow you. After all, we are all spellcasters, aren't we?" The rabbit girl replied seriously.

Her answer made Yan smile. The cat girl took the rabbit girl out of the yard. The temple carriage parked beside her immediately drove over. The grassland elf sitting on it looked at Yan taking off his hat and saluted: "Your Excellency, where are you going?"

"We...ah..." Yan, who was about to ask the carriage to take her back to the hotel, noticed her cousin across the street, and smiled and signaled the carriage to leave: "No need, my cousin is here, I think we'd better leave."

"Okay, sir, as you wish." The grassland elves drove the carriage back to the waiting area, and Yan stood there, looking at his cousin.

Finally, Yuan crossed the road and the cat girl with wide eyes stared at her cousin: "Did you... really go through all that?"

"If possible, I would rather not go through all this. Until three months ago, all the things I most look forward to was just my dream when I was seriously ill and unconscious. As soon as I opened my eyes, Marceau was still the same Marceau, and I was still the same me..." Yan sighed and took a step: "It's a pity that dreams are dreams after all, and reality... cold and ruthless."

"Why don't you tell me?" As she caught up with her cousin's footsteps, the cat girl asked in anxiety and doubt.

"Is it useful?" Yan answered, and took out the cigarette box from his pocket: "Do you know, round, some things are useless even if they say them."

"At least I can understand you!"

Turning around and looking at his serious cousin, Yan smiled and shook his head: "No need to understand anything, I am just doing what I think is the right thing, Yuan, being able to meet Marceau, whom I am familiar with, is the arrangement of fate. I will not let anyone take him away from me again... I can even accept sharing him with others, but who wants to destroy him or take him away... Then, he will definitely not be able to bear the price of going to war with me."

"...I'll help you." Yuan said.

"Where is your Al." Yan stopped and asked as she looked at her.

"...You can't beat those square and pointed ears alone. The cat girl has practiced the collective way since her mother star, hunting is like this, and family is like this... Besides, I think it seems that Mr. Marceau is more suitable for me."

He raised his eyebrows and smiled on Yan's face: "Okay, welcome to join my queue, my cousin, but there is no turning back on the arrow when you shoot the bow. Have you really confirmed it?"

"You said that the only difference between girls' families is just who they marry. I want to see if you regret it." Rounded with his waist: "Besides, do you really don't need my help?"

"...Okay, even if I need it, Babalim, I remember you always want to hear my story. When you go back to the hotel, I will talk to you and Yuan... How did I meet Mr. Marceau?" After that, he pulled his windbreaker and Yan glanced at the courtyard behind him: "The days of peace and tranquility like this are not long, remember the beauty of all this firmly."

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Speaking of which, for some reason, Marceau always felt that he was a bit similar to the twin cat girls Aivil and Emil, but they were cat girls and they looked fundamentally different from him, but Marceau always felt that there was similarity... it wasn't.

With such doubts, Marceau returned to the hotel. The girls seemed to have nothing to do. Only Sister Mo sat on the sofa on the small rooftop on the second floor, hugging her legs with a blanket like an old man, feeling the last trace of warmth belonging to the sun.

Seeing Marceau, she smiled and said, "I'm back, where did you just go?"

"Well...why..." Marceau told Sister Mo about what happened in the past two days. After all, she had not been online for several days. With this person's pressure on her work, she didn't know what happened to the Five Colors Team, right?

"What a popular guy, you guy." Mo Qingyu smiled and patted the empty seat beside him: "Come on, sit down, I remember you like to bask in the sun."

"Thank you, but when it comes to speaking, I always feel like the sinner who lets them break up."

"Don't put yourself in that position. The friendship between the group formed by the cat girls when they were young is not as strong as you think. Unless you can find enough men to satisfy them, it is inevitable to break up." Mo Qingyu said, looking at Masso with a surprised face and smiled: "Don't forget, I am the editor-in-chief. I know this kind of civilization difference more clearly than you, and you are a mixed-race child. It's normal not to know these things."

"...Yes, speaking of it, Sister Mo, do you think I'm very...sloppy?"

"I don't think that at least you don't show that you are tired of the new and old. Although you are a little indecisive, it is not easy to serve a bowl of water like this, and they don't cause trouble for you... They love each other but they can burn them with fire." While saying this, the man took out an unlit torch from her space bag.

"Sister Mo, stop laughing at me." The cat cub shook his head with a smile: "Talk about it... how are you doing recently."

"Generally, my father's condition is not very stable. I am considering whether to send him to a mental hospital. However, when he was sent in the past two times, he sneaked out. Such a veteran can't lock him up at all in the hospital." When talking about his situation, Mo Qingyu had to mention her father.

Isn't that... No, your father is not crazy at all, okay? The cat thought awkwardly, how could you lock a guy who is not crazy into a crazy asylum? And if you exist like your father, it is better to fly over an easy asylum.

"It's just a big trouble." Mo Qingyu sighed, "By the way, do you know where Mingmei and Mingen went? I want to ask them something."

"I don't know, don't you, so I'll ask if I'm going offline."

"Okay, I also want them to come up with an idea for me. After all, it was the first date in ten years of my life, and I forgot what I should wear." When it comes to date, Mo Qingyu was a little absent-minded.

But the cat cub widened his eyes: "Wait a minute, will you be on a date?"

"Yes, when my father was awake, he cried and said that he had an old friend's child, so he asked me to meet him no matter what." Mo Qingyu mentioned this, and his absent-mindedness became more and more intense: "Hey, I think I won't succeed... I don't want to go."

Go! Why not go! Don’t worry, Sister Mo, then I will definitely bring the melon-eating crowd to peep!

While thinking about this, the cat heard the laughter of the cat girls coming downstairs, stood on the edge of the rooftop with Mo Qingyu and poked his head out. He happened to see four cat girls except Mami lined up to get off the carriage... Well, Babalim was there too. Seeing the rabbit girl squirting out of the carriage, Marceau nodded thoughtfully.

When did the rabbit girl get mixed up with the cat girl?

Just as Marceau was thinking this way, the girls had noticed the cat and Mo Qingyu on the rooftop, and Yan, who was in charge, waved to the two.

"I'm bringing everyone back," she said.
Chapter completed!