Chapter 115 Under the Sky 40

  This feeling reminded him of two years ago, a three-year-old child of a subordinate, the pink and tender glutinous rice dumplings.

   Suddenly realizing what he was thinking, Fu Yizhi was slightly taken aback, then sneered, and returned to his usual indifferent demeanor.

  Nighttime suffocation is extended by six hours.

  Fu Anan was woken up several times by suffocation.

  Father Fu seems to be a man without emotion, and it is impossible to take care of him. Thank God for not pulling out the air tube.

  Even if Fu Anan looked at him with resentful little eyes for a long time, it still couldn't make Father Fu feel half guilty and remorseful.

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   Fortunately, today is still a calm day.

   Humming a little song, Fu Anan crossed off the twenty-sixth day in a good mood, and it was one day closer to the end of the game!

   Only the last three days are left.

  Fu Anan looked at the dark town outside and thought, when Fu Yizhi's voice came from behind him,

"go to sleep."

  Fu Anan was taken aback when he heard the words, and glanced at the small clock beside him, "Brother Fu, are you not taking a break?"

   It's only been two hours now.

"Um."

  Fu Yizhi sat up with clear eyes.

Wow!

  Fu Anan was not hypocritical, happily took off her shoes and got into her bed.

  Before going to bed, I checked whether my air mask was crooked.

   Then he closed his eyes contentedly.

  Fu Yizhi's eyes lightly fell on Fu An'an's slightly baby-fat face, and then stretched out his hand to pinch it twice.

   Fu Anan, who was about to fall asleep, opened her eyes and looked at him.

   "Brother Fu, what are you doing?"

   Fu Yizhi, who was caught, looked calm and confident, "What's wrong with pinching?"

   "No, nothing."

  Fu Anan thought for a while, and then added a flattering sentence as appropriate, "Is it a small blessing to be pinched by you?"

"Um."

  One dares to speak, the other dares to believe.

  Fu Yizhi withdrew his fingers, "Go to sleep."

  Maybe Brother Fu has been under too much pressure recently, so I want to find something soft to squeeze and release the pressure.

   She did the same in the first round of the game.

  Give Brother Fu a decompression ball next time.

   Fu Anan thought silently in her heart, and fell asleep unconsciously.

   Fu Anan was not woken up by Fu Yizhi until the moment of suffocation was over.

  It was already dawn outside the house, and a little sunlight came in through the gaps in the wooden boards.

   She overslept!

  Fu Anan sat up suddenly, "Brother Fu..."

  Fu Yizhi: "Quiet."

  I saw his expression solemn.

   Voices came from downstairs.

   "Well, it's nice here!"

   "Brother, this is the place that Lao Wang and I have chosen thousands of times, of course it is good."

  Another flattering voice sounded in his tone, "We have already checked, and no one has entered or left for two days, and it is absolutely empty.

   You see that everything is tightly packed, isn't it our best base camp? "

   The voice speaking below is very insolent.

  But can you not be arrogant with a hundred people?

   Fu Anan leaned closer to the window and looked over, and a large group of people gathered around the door.

   Oh Huo.

  Fu An'an has always known that their villa looks a bit conspicuous, and it will be a matter of time before people notice it.

   What should come sooner or later cannot escape.

  The people outside the door took out various tools and began to pick the lock of the door.

  Fu Anan stood in front of the window, took out all the weapons, and assembled the automatic rifle with 45 bullets with a calm face.

   Immediately afterwards, he pushed open the only unsealed window and shouted, "Listen, people outside, leave immediately, or I will be rude to you!"

  (end of this chapter)