Chapter 963： Little Akasaka (2) seeking a monthly pass (1/2)

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Sitting on the chair, the red scorpion is tired, the sharp and deep scorpion slowly closes, the reclining body slowly slides down, and the palm of the hand on the side of the lap is also shrinking a little.

In the blink of an eye, the red scorpion that was originally sitting on the chair was like a water shrinkage, and the heavy light golden armor instantly became huge.

At this moment, sitting in the chair is not the handsome young man in his early twenties. In the thick armor and the layers of clothes, he is curled up with a look, only three or four years old.

The little doll looks extraordinarily exquisite, looks like a ten-tenth with Akasaka, but it is less refined, more delicate, and the little face that falls asleep is like the most proud work of the day, but the little face is slightly pale. There is no trace of blood on the lips, white is like a white jade carving, not the slightest anger.

However, the delicate little face fell into the eyes of Duanmu Hongru, but the heart hurts. He hurried forward and hugged the little doll that was sleeping on the chair in his arms, carefully wrapped in his coat.

”Red boss ... how can we bear heart...” Duanmu Hongru eyes red, watching the little guy who fell asleep in his arms, the heart is like being crushed, the pain is terrible.

The other ghost-faced people standing in the hall were red-eyed when they saw this scene, and subconsciously lowered their heads.

Free forest...

They can't let it.

Duanmu Hongru looked at the red-faced shivering in his arms and immediately took a deep breath and handed it over to the ghost face.

”Take care of the red boss, I am going to find the monsoon smoke.”