Shui Yi-rou coughed, "The three of us happened to be around the library and we came after hearing your words."
"Oh, around the library."
Mu Chenxi looked at Shuiyirou with a bad smile. "It turns out that my family is so soft. The appearance is indifferent, but the heart is a man show. Don’t you know that you always cough when you want to hide something?"
"I ~ ~"
Shui Yi Rouli retorted and changed the subject. "Let’s hurry in and have a look. Maybe we can help Uncle."
"Okay, come with me."
Mu Chenxi took them into the library.
The library is very big, with four floors, each floor is about 1000 square meters, which can be said to be one of the largest libraries in this city.
"We must find a poem on the fourth floor, and we are not allowed to act alone. After we find it, we must wait for people to discuss countermeasures."
Water has soft told a way
"K, no problem, I’ll go to the second floor." Mu Chenxi first chose the second floor and dashed off and disappeared.
Shui Yi softly covered her head and sighed, "Mu Chenxi is not active in anything. This divination is the most active. Well, I’ll just go to the first floor. You two have a third floor and a fourth floor."
After the allocation, assign floors to find a poem.
Every floor has a vast area, and it is not easy to block the students from coming and going and find a poem in this library.
Looking for her on the fourth floor of ginkgo, one by one, looking for her, holding a pure photo of a mobile phone poem, comparing one by one. Sometimes when she was looking for this shelf, she suddenly walked past the aisle. This person was like a poem, and she hurried over, only to find that she was not very disappointed and went back to continue looking.
This is a blind search for ginkgo, which is much more measured than that of ginkgo and tangerine. She looks at the location in the drawing room on the third floor first, and then goes to the shelf to find it after failing, which is better than drilling around in that row of shelves.
Comparing the two sisters, Mu Chenxi, with Baiju and Ginkgo, this divinatory symbol girl has her own way of looking for it. Like Baiju, she also looks for the area first. After she can’t find it, she thinks of a good point, asks the library men one by one by relying on her own beauty, and also takes out pure photos of her mobile phone poems.
Adding a poem is also a lovely person. Mu Chenxi needs to lie a little. Those men agreed to Mu Chenxi’s request one by one. When they saw a poem, they must tell Mu Chenxi at the first time, and Mu Chenxi also left a message number, mainly the message number is Shuiyirou.
Calm down. Shui Yirou chose to make it clear to the librarian who is in charge of guarding the first floor of the library. By the way, he lied. How vivid is that expression? If you are familiar with Shui Yirou, Mu Chenxi will definitely let Shui Yirou slap her to see if she is dreaming. After this, it will not be like ice.
After showing the pure photo of the poem to the administrator, let the administrator pay more attention to it. After thanking her again and again, she also looked for it on the first floor. It was also very purposeful to look for the poem, which was purely owned by a fire magician, and she went to the fire rack to look for it.
Whether it is hidden in the real library or hidden by wizards, magic is not as diverse as power, but magic has only a few common attributes and those rare attributes
This magic can be learned more quickly than it will be soon. There is a reason why the predecessors summed up their learning experience and wrote it, or left it for future generations to watch and try to figure it out. With the experience of the predecessors and some of their own situations, we can find the most suitable magic road.
But the power is different. There has been a similar power attribute in the past 100 years. There are so many power attributes that it is rare to see a rotten street for thousands of years.
Those bad street powers will learn quickly, while those rare powers that only appear once or twice in a hundred years or rare power attributes in a thousand years can be pondered by themselves or similar powers, which come from my own power.
So this also leads to the status of wizards in human hearts. Who makes wizards all strong and all top masters? Compared with power, they are terrible.
"I found it. I found it. I found it on the second floor. Come on, everyone." The excited tone in Mu Chenxi’s words is still easy to hear. I guess Mu Chenxi will definitely shout it out if this is not the library.
After the four women got together, Mu Chenxi pointed to a poem "That’s a poem" not far away. I just noticed that she has been clutching her belly and her face is ugly. "
"* * Have you found a pure poem?" Ginkgo pointed to a pure poem.
Four women stared carefully at Mu Chenxi, who was in the pure hand of a poem, and somehow conjured up paper and a pen to write down the name she saw. "I saw this because her hand covered the name and I could see so few strokes."
"Yeah, but the first word’ education’ is very clear. What is the second word?" Baiju looked at two vertical lines and thought.
Four women are really idle to chat, speculating over there about the pure name of a poem to prevent it from leaving without noticing that they let Ginkgo stare at it, and the other three women slowly study its pure name.
"No, no, no, it should be like this." Baiju denied that Shuiyirou said that he was holding a pen and saw the strokes written.
The more the white orange is written, the more it looks. Mu Chenxi stared at her eyes and liked hexagrams. She was full of hexagrams. She saw the white orange and wrote a name on the paper and pen. Blinking eyes, "Could it be this?"
Zhangwan
Chapter 2 Make an Oolong (1)
"Abdominal pain and discomfort are accompanied by vomiting. Yeah, yeah, it’s really like that symptom."
"Uh-huh, that is, it is very similar to that symptom. Why didn’t her belly bulge? Not long ago? "
"* * Why don’t we go and make it clear to her? Uncle is worried about her."
Ginkgo is a bit silly. wait for a while went out and was pulled back by three women behind him. Baiju mercilessly took a ginkgo head. "You are so rash and didn’t hear Shuiyirou say that she still doesn’t know who the father is. What should you do if something happens in the past?"
Ginkgo spit out his tongue and said, "I’m worried, too. What do you say?"
"Why don’t I ask?" Mu Chenxi suggested. "Ask her how she feels about her uncle first. If you can tell her the truth again, if not, we’ll take a long-term view."
Mu Chenxi was pulled by Shui Yi Rou. "I’d better go to your place. It’s no different to be rash and ginkgo. If it’s self-defeating, it’s not good. I’ll go."
Mu Chenxi pie pie muttered, "When you say this with a soft mouth, you must really want to know for the first time how a poem feels about uncle."
Shui Yi-rou heard Mu Chenxi’s words and directly chose to go to the frame and get a magic, then go to a poem and sit on the pure side and pretend to say, "Are you all right to see you in such pain?"
Xiang Shichun waved his hand and looked pale. "I’m fine. I’ll just have a rest."
"Do you want to call the administrator? You’d better see a doctor." Shui Yirou continued.
Xiang Shi’s pure smile was already covered with sweat on his forehead. "I’m really fine."
Shui Yi Ruan Jiang (iang’s second oh) pretended to say casually, "We women are just unlucky, we are always sick and often suffer after being with men."
A poem is pure and difficult. With a smile, she agrees with Shui Yi-rou’s speech. "Yes, it doesn’t matter. My stomach hurts almost ~ ~" The last few words are because my stomach hurts again. A poem is pure and says that it is sloppy and motionless.
Shui Yi Rou misheard that it was’ all about to give birth’, and her eyes aimed at a poem called Chundu and said to herself,’ It’s strange that you can’t see how a big belly is going to give birth, but I’ve heard that some women can’t see it even if they are pregnant. Maybe Chundu is such a person.’
"No, I can’t. I want to go back. Please help me to return it." A poem is pure, clutching her belly and struggling to get up, and her hands are still holding the frame and chair.
Looking at a poem that is pure and tender, I have a dignified face. "It seems that pregnancy is really painful. It’s only a few months before it hurts like this. It’s no wonder that I will choose to abort my child. If I don’t have a child, nothing will be painful."
"Hey, hey, what are you talking to yourself?" Mu Chenxi rushed to lie on the water for the first time and asked, "How did you ask?"
Shui Yirou recalled a poem, including the pure facial expression and her tone of voice, and told Mu Chenxi and them again, "That’s all I asked, and she said she was going back."
"No, it won’t, but look at her belly. Is pregnancy really that painful?" Mu Chenxi is a little scared. "Pregnancy is so terrible that I doubt whether I will have children in the future."
Shui Yirou took a photo of Mu Chenxi. "We don’t seem to say whether we want to have children now, but we should ask uncle first."
After walking alone in front of Ginkgo, the three women took a look at Shui Yi’s soft poems, which were put on the table, "Shui Yuan Li Yu Ye Huo Li"
"What about * * Don’t you give it back?" Ginkgo asked.
Shui Yi-rou waved his hand. "If you don’t put the table down, someone will come to clean it up. Let’s go to uncle first."