Artifact

Blowing can break the skin, delicate neck, and fresh blood vessels visible under the sebum ......

Night Thirteen turned over and woke up, only to realize that his mouth was full of blood—for some reason, he bit his tongue open.

He looked at the light shining through the crack in the bedroom door and regretted it.

Who made you so kind to take this girl in? I haven't dreamed for many years, and now I'm starting to get sick again! If I let this girl stay any longer, I have to do something!

Night Thirteen got up from the camp bed, didn't turn on the light, and lit a cigarette.

On the second floor were the bedrooms and storehouse, and he gave up the only bedroom to vanilla, and he built a makeshift camp bed in the warehouse.

In the darkness, the cigarette butt emitted a faint red light, which flickered and disappeared.

Tomorrow, she must be sent away!

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"Rolling Master Audio" is the shop of Aunt Wang's son Wang Dazhui, which is mainly engaged in genuine CDs, with a mobile phone film or something.

It's just that Wang Dazhui's mind is on playing in the band, and he doesn't do his job at all, so usually Aunt Wang is watching the store.

Since the opening of the diagonal "Thirteen Bakeries", the business of "Rolling Master Audio" has also improved inexplicably.

The reason is very simple, the elderly people who eat bread are not all young or white-collar students.

These people happen to be people who watch movies and follow dramas, buy a bread after work, and go to the video store to take a look around, and GDP is created.

In Aunt Wang's eyes, Night Thirteen is a standard silver king.

didn't get on the diamond stall, because Night Thirteen was not as advanced as Ma's father, but he opened his own bakery in his thirties, and his craftsmanship is also well-known, and he can earn 10,000 yuan a month, which is more than enough compared to the above, and more than enough to compare.

Besides, Night Thirteen is white and clean, tall and thin, if you wear a suit and a tie, you will be a fresh meat uncle.

Several times, Aunt Wang asked Ye Thirteen if she wanted to introduce him to someone, but she was politely refused.

It's not that Night Thirteen doesn't want to find a girlfriend, he is also a normal man, and in the dead of night, he will miss the warmth of his childhood life with his grandfather.

The problem was that although he insisted on taking the medicine, he could still feel the presence of the giant beast in his body - it was asleep under the influence of the medicine, and Night Thirteen didn't want to tear up his wife one day.

The next day, the thirteenth night closed early, took the vanilla, and walked slowly to the "Rolling Master Audio", and brought two oil piers to Aunt Wang along the way.

Vanilla holds a sundae ice cream in her hand and licks it in an exaggerated manner, as if she had never eaten a cold drink in her life.

Before she walked to the front of the store, the sharp-eyed Aunt Wang jumped out:

"Thirteen, it's close early today...... Yo—where did this little beauty come from!".

Vanilla turned into a cold and noble princess at this moment, she grabbed the corner of Ye Thirteen's clothes with one hand, cocked her orchid fingers with the other, and licked it in small bites with the high-end way of eating in the palace style.

Without waiting for Night Thirteen to answer, Vanilla smiled sweetly at Aunt Wang:

"I'm Uncle Thirteen's niece, and my name is Vanilla. "

Aunt Wang is almost sixty years old this year, this little fairy didn't call her grandma, she didn't call her aunt, she called her sister in a daze, but Aunt Wang was very happy.

"Vanilla is really delightful, come on, come on, sit down, do you like to watch cartoons? Pick your own, today our store is open to vanilla for free!".

"Thank you, sister!No wonder Uncle Thirteen keeps saying that you are a good sister!".

Aunt Wang's facial muscles were twisted into a flower, and she rushed to the night thirteen Nunu mouth:

"Oops! Night Thirteen, I like your niece so much! The next time I see her parents, I must tell me that I want to recognize vanilla as my goddaughter!".

Night Thirteen couldn't cry or laugh, this little girl actually pretended to be dumb and posed for herself!

This trip, except for Vanilla to bring back a lot of cartoons, Night Thirteen returned in vain.

Back at Thirteen Bakery, Vanilla happily watched the cartoon, and Night Thirteen had a sad face for the first time.

"Vanilla, can Uncle Thirteen help you find your parents?"

"Don't!".

"Why?".

"Because they don't want me, and they don't love me anymore!"

"You little kid, where do you know how to love ......".

Before he finished speaking, Ye Thirteen took the initiative to shut up, why did he say that children don't know love? Parents love themselves, can't children feel it? When I came to my parents' house at the age of seven, didn't I feel love?

Vanilla understood what Night Thirteen meant, she stared at Night Thirteen with wide eyes, and saw that these thirty-something big men couldn't help but lower their heads.

Vanilla said: "Mom doesn't love me anymore, she's going to give me away!".

Night Thirteen patted his chest: "Don't be afraid, Uncle Thirteen will help you call the police, and he will never let his mother give you away!".

"I hate the police!".

Vanilla burst into tears.

Night Thirteen is gone.

In this way, Vanilla lived in the Thirteen Bakery, and the bedroom and warehouse became the respective territories of the thirty-year-old man and the nine-year-old Lori.

In the following nights, Night Thirteen spent the whole night holding his mobile phone, tossing and turning on the marching bed, unable to sleep.

Countless questions surrounded Night Thirteen's mind, and he even blamed himself more than once for giving her food at that time.

In the dead of night, thoughts are mixed, and more questions arise.

What did this girl experience before? Why did she hate the police? Her parents must be looking for her everywhere, maybe they have already registered at the police station! But why doesn't Vanilla want to find her parents? A series of unsolved questions give Night Thirteen a headache, or call the police!

But when he thought of Vanilla's pitiful innocent face, Night Thirteen seemed to move in his heart again, and he couldn't bear it.

He fell asleep, his eyes full of vanilla's long silver-white hair, soft, soft, with a girl's unique fragrance, and further down, there was a delicate face, small and smooth earlobes, and the warm red and juicy arteries of the neck

rhythmically ......

Night Thirteen woke up suddenly.

She was actually in the bedroom, in front of her was a large bed covered with pink sheets, the little and weak vanilla had fallen asleep, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes.

However, he has a sharp boning knife in his right hand!

Night Thirteen, you're really crazy again!!

Covered in a cold sweat, he hurriedly put the knife in his arms and exited the door lightly.

Then, out of nowhere, he plunged his knife into the wall, gasping for air.

Night Thirteen, Night Thirteen, you're such a damn guy!

The "crunch" bedroom door opened.

Vanilla held a rabbit doll and looked at Night Thirteen, who was slumped in front of the door

"Uncle Thirteen, I have a nightmare, can you come in and sleep with me?"

"No, I ......".

"I know that Uncle Thirteen is a good person and will definitely protect vanilla, right?"

At this moment, a man in his thirties was thirteen at night, a man who had not shed a tear since he was six years old, but curled up in his small and dark heart and cried in a mess.