Chapter 900： I am a beast, not a dog (1/2)

Chapter 900 I am a beast, not a dog

Su Mian sat by the water of Longquan. There were happy memories of them. Thinking of the bad things the two had done before, Su Mian's heart tingled again.

Su Mian closed her eyes and lay on the grass. The warm sun made her feel warm.

It turned out that, at some point, that person had melted into her life subtly.

Every scene around, every thing, every moment, there will be traces left by him.

”Wenwen, where is he? What should I do?” Su Mian murmured unconsciously.

It wasn't until he noticed the movement above his head that Su Mian opened his eyes and looked at the face that was close at hand.

Su Mianteng bounced from the ground and pointed at him, ”You...when did you come? How long have you looked at me?”

Wenwen stood up stupidly, and was splashed into the stream by Su Mian's bounce, ”I came when you called me. It should be five minutes!”

”Five minutes... you just squatted on the ground and looked at me for five minutes?” Su Mian thought about being caught, pooh, being stared at so close by a fox for five minutes, making him uncomfortable!

”Looking at how you look like fried hair, I won't care about you, what's the matter with me? You know, Xiaoye is concocting medicine for you every day, I'm very busy!” Wenwen is really out and about. Cai fan, since knowing that the cold pill is in short supply, this guy does not return to the space once for ten and a half months now. If there is no space and medicinal materials that need him to take care of, it is estimated that he will almost forget that this is his home.

”Can you find him?” Wenwen is a beast anyway, he might have a way.

”Who are you looking for?”

”Wei Zhenhui! You don't know, he has been kidnapped for a week!” Su Mian was so angry that he wanted to beat him up, ”I am your master. You don't know about me? Do you just take care of me? Are you making money?”

”I...” He really didn't know, the pharmaceutical factory was so busy these days, he didn't pay attention to Su Mian's outside situation.

Su Mian handed Wenwen a white shirt of Wei Zhenhui, ”There is his smell on it, maybe it will help you!”