100 Ways to Get the Male God - Chapter 309

[Chapter 309 Killer and Little Mute (11)]

The boy stopped, lowered his eyes, and saw the little girl rummaging through her bag, took out a pen and paper, and scribbled something, then took it up and showed it to him.

“tomorrow”

He paused.

Under the cover of the black coat, his fingers touched a small PPK pistol through his pocket. He remembered tomorrow’s action, but his face was expressionless, his voice was flat, and he hummed.

The girl was overjoyed and accepted the note.

Mu Ye stepped away, his black clothes lined the boy’s fair collarbone, and his light-colored and beautiful pupils were like a gust of wind carrying snow.

When Yu Chu returned to the room, he ran into the dean’s grandma on the way. He was a little surprised and wrote:

“It’s so late and I haven’t slept yet”

The dean smiled, “Is that the boyfriend you told me about?”

Yu Chu was stunned for a moment, then remembered that the original owner lied and said that he had a boyfriend in order to reassure the dean. Just now that person sent him back, and happened to let the dean see it, there is really no explanation for this.

She just nodded.

The dean smiled more kindly, “Xiao Chu, bring it back another day and let grandma meet you?”

Yu Chu had no choice but to nod again.

The happiness of the elderly is the most important thing.

Yu Chu slept all night with the light on, woke up early the next day and made a few small cakes.

Originally, I thought about making an appointment to meet, so I just made a few small cakes, but after being accidentally seen by the dean, he had a smile of “I understand, I understand”.

“…”

After school, she took the cake to the nightclub at work, but after get off work, no one came.

She stood alone for a while, thinking that she might not be able to wait, she raised her eyebrows and picked up the cake.

Huh.

Don’t come to pull it down, eat it yourself.

At the same time, the killer’s dark boots stepped on the railing, he put away his sniper rifle with a light expression, and glanced at the clock tower not far away with his beautiful light eyes.

It seems late today.

He threw the large gun into the camouflaged guitar bag, took out the small gun at his waist, and went down the stairs of the clock tower, pulling the dangling backpack strap with one hand and hooking the PPK trigger with the other.

A shadow flashed downstairs, he turned his head slightly, raised the trigger with his fingers, and dropped the gun in his hand.

While the opponent’s bullet rubbed his cheek, PPK’s bullet also accurately pierced the enemy’s forehead.

Walking down the clock tower, Mu Ye took off his black gloves, suddenly stopped, and lowered his head to check – there was no blood.

He threw off his gloves and walked into the night.

After one o’clock in the morning, the sky was pitch dark. When Mu Ye came to a familiar place, he saw a petite girl standing on the steps of the back door. He stomped his feet every once in a while and turned on the voice-activated light above his head.

He walked over slowly.

Yu Chu looked back, only to see a pair of long legs that defied the sky, with a guitar bag on his back, handsome, but still cold and indifferent.

She gritted her teeth.

The teenager walked down the steps, stretched out his hand to hold the railing, and turned up from below with ease, looking at her with light-colored eyes, squinting slightly.

Yu Chu’s eyes swept across the guitar bag, looking at the man’s delicate appearance, the street lamp cast a shadow on the bridge of his nose, his eyelashes flickered, he looked indifferent and cold, and there was a little mysterious danger.

Just as she was in a trance, the young man leaned over slightly, and the eyes under the eyelashes looked directly at her, “Angry?”

Yu Chu blinked, watched him straighten up again, looked at her with a dull look, his voice was always low and pleasant, “Sorry, it’s late.”