Wake Up, Stop Dreaming [Quick Transmigration]

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   After returning, Gu Lan just fell asleep, nothing happened, and was sent back to He Dahua's home.

    After tossing in the middle of the night, the patrols were all done, and it was almost dawn anyway.

    Zuo Yan stood in the corner with a plastic toy duck trembling.

    Zuo Yan kicked it, his eyes asked, you shudder.

    The duck patted its wings, and the little black bean's eyes were bulging, you care about me!

    Zuo Yan: The ducks have not seen any growth in the past few days, but they are getting bolder.

    After Si Jia came out of the bath, he saw the two squatting and arguing in the corner.

    Holding poker in his hand, the two fighting the landlord, the enthusiasm made him silent for a moment.

    Where's the poker?

    These two, do you understand what the other is saying.

    Take out the wine bottle from the refrigerator and put it on the coffee table, pour out a cup of dark red liquid and shake it gently. The wall of the cup is rippling circle after circle.

    "I said you would know how to play Fighting Landlords, have you ever seen three second-hands and two kings!"

    "Cuckoo."

    "Four can't control!"

    "Cuckoo!"

    "Total Just slap big and hide cards, which is more shameless than me."

    "Goo!" The duck pointed excitedly under his thigh, and there was a two-card corner under his leg.

    Zuo Yan touched his nose, and muttered, "Who would have thought that you would be fooling around after touching San Er, so you won't play with you." The

    duck turned angrily and followed him behind him, "coococococococoo!"

    Zuo Yanyi When he stopped, he hit his ankle and looked up at him.

    Zuo Yan's face was thoughtful and serious, making the duck a little cautious, and the next moment he only heard him say suspiciously.

    "What are you talking about?"

    Si Jia couldn't hold back his face when he heard this sentence, and the little duck's simple plastic face could see a shocked expression.

    "Cuckoo!" You still talk to me if you don't understand it!

    The duck was going to die of anger, turned his head and returned to his nest.

    It was the cat litter that Zuo Yan bought for him, like a small tent, with a zipper, refusing to talk to the mentally retarded.

    Zuo Yan said at the back, "Be careful not to be suffocated." The

    duck's little squeak squeaked and creaked, and the master was away... for a few days, I missed him.