We Monsters Are Not Allowed to Be Single

Mei carefully thought about it, and it made sense.

But apart from the eldest brother and the fourth brother, he doesn't seem to have any big demon that he particularly admires?

Seeing the look of his eyebrows concentrating and thinking, Ying Qiu couldn't help but curl up, and said in a persuasive way: "Besides gluttony, do you have any other role models to learn from?"

Jiang Ran shook his head honestly: "It's gone."

Ying Qiao: "Then I will give you Amway one."

Jiang Ran looked at him seriously: "Who?"

"Ying Long."

Ying Qiao said with a slight complacency: "Yinglong is a **** of the lower realm and a beast of auspiciousness. There is no less worth learning than gluttony."

"..."

Jiang Ran looked weird and he hesitated for a while before he spoke carefully: "I heard that now the Yinglong clan, there is only one Yinglong left..."

Ying Qiao nodded: "Heaven and earth, this is the only one."

Jiang Ran: "I also heard that this Ying Long... has a particularly bad temper and has a lot of troubles. He is a hand-scraper..."

He swallowed the rest of the words after seeing Ying Qiao's gradually darkening face.

He actually heard this from his fourth elder brother Yuma.

It is said that one year there was a major event in Pengcheng near the sea. Two evil floods deceived the heavens and successfully turned the dragon into a dragon, and caused hurricanes and tsunamis in the coastal waters. As Yinglong and Jubi are both dragons, they went to Pengcheng together to capture these two dragons and quell the chaos.

The two Liangzi were formed on the way to Pengcheng to perform the mission.

The original words of his fourth brother were "Ying Long is a genius, and the banshee who loves to pay attention is not as good as he is. He can live until now without being beaten to death by a sack. I really want to thank him for reincarnation. Otherwise, the people he offends can line up to give him wreaths and dance at his grave."

The fourth brother didn't say exactly what happened, but since that time, whenever he thinks about it, he will insult him.

Jiang Ran was fascinated by his eyes. In his heart, Ying Long's image was naturally less stalwart and tall.

Now that Ying Qiao seemed to admire Ying Long, he was unavoidably worried. It's not that he is afraid that he will learn badly, but that the filter will break and his soul will be frustrated in the future.

He had read the hot searches on Weibo before, and many star-chasing humans often suffered from the collapse of the idols. He felt that he had to deal with it.

Although the snake tribe has always worshipped the dragon tribe, the dragon tribe is not only Yinglong, but there are many other dragons.

For example, the dragons in their Dragon Palace are all excellent!

However, Ying Qiao seemed to have a bad face. Jiang Ran did not say what he was brewing in his belly, fearing that the boat of friendship would be overturned.

He tried to open his eyes and comforted Ying Qiao dryly with a very hard but exaggerated and false tone: "Actually... what I have heard may not be true, just like you heard before. The gluttonous rumors are not true..."

Ying Qiao:...

The little monster's eyes were erratic, his eyelashes blinked, and he was guilty of saying something against his will.

Ying Qiao suddenly became more depressed.

He grinds his molars, thinking that when he goes back, he must find out who is speaking badly about him behind his back. But he forced a smile on his face: "You're right... After all, we have never seen these monsters face to face. Hearing is false, seeing is believing. Whether the rumors are true or not, we still have a chance to verify it in the future."

Jiang Ran breathed a sigh of relief with his naked eyes, and nodded quickly: "Yeah, you are right."

The two of them did not mention this subject tacitly in the next journey, and Ying Qiao sent Jiang Ran back to the community and watched him get on the elevator before leaving.

Out of Jiahe Jingyuan, Ying Qiao suffocated his breath and called Chen Hua.

"Did someone spread my rumors behind your back?"

Chen painting:?

"What rumors?"

Ying Qiao gritted his teeth and repeated Jiang Ran's words.

"I said that I have a bad temper and a lot of things. I'm a hand-off shopkeeper."

Chen painting:...

This is all true, how can it be called a rumor?

Don’t you have a b-number for yourself?

But he didn't have the guts to say this. After a moment of silence, Chen Hua pretended to be stupid: "Really? I haven't heard of it? Where did you hear it."

"Jiang Ran heard it from others."

Oh, no wonder you are so angry.

Chen Hua thought gloatingly, telling you not to be a human being, now the retribution is coming.

"It's not renminbi, no one likes the truth. This kind of bad talk behind the scenes, if they are too caressing, but they will look out of breath, anyway, they dare not say it in person. When did you care about this?"

Ying Qiao thought annoyed that he didn't dare to speak in person, but he dared to speak in the ear of the little monster.

Isn't this discrediting his image?

How can he set a good example for the little monster? A parent who cannot lead by example is a poor educator!

Chen Hua didn't take it seriously, but Ying Qiao felt that this was an issue that needed to be taken seriously.

He had to find a way to spread his glorious image and convince the little monster to bow down under his suit pants.

"Pay attention to any difficult cases in the bureau recently. Next, I will deal with them."

Ying Qiao squinted his eyes, and he didn't believe it anymore. When the little monster was furious, he heard that Ying Long had done some big case again. Then he would know that Ying Long is what he really deserves to admire and like. Object.

Taotie can only be regarded as a younger brother in front of him.

***

The differences between this day and night did not leave much ripples in Jiang Ran's heart. Tomorrow is the weekend, and he cares more about how to spend the weekend.

Because it is the last working day, the atmosphere in the office is also very relaxed. Normally, there will not be too much work on Fridays. Everyone just needs to write a work report. And Jiang Ran has just arrived for four days, and he doesn't even need to write a work report. He is dangling his jerky pieces to scan the news.

The mobile APP often pushes some local news. When he is bored, he likes to read these news.

Hanyang District is an old city with a partial location and not a prosperous economy. Local news is mostly trivial matters. Jiang Ran sees these as a decompression pleasure.

But today's news front page is not a trivial matter.

He clicked in and read it, his brows frowned again, and asked the others: "Hong Jingyuan has died, do you know?"

It may be that Tai Sui killed four people one after another, making him a little sensitive to the news of the dead now.

"I heard that it happened last night, right?" Xue Meng said, "My grandfather lives in Hongjingyuan. She said she was a young girl who was less than thirty years old. The manhole cover on the roadside was stolen, and there is The street light in the old community was broken. I didn’t notice it when I was walking at night. I bumped my head and people disappeared. Several aunts in the same community got it up and sent it to the hospital."

Xiao Xiaoyu tweeted: "The one who stole the manhole cover is too wicked. Didn't you put roadblocks and prompts?"

Xue Meng shrugged: "It shouldn't be too late, right?"

Hearing what Xue Meng said, Jiang Ran knew that he was too sensitive, and when he saw a dead person, he thought of a monster causing chaos. He patted his forehead, reported one by one the foul language comments on the deceased under the news, and then withdrew from the news.

The author has something to say:

#应·What can't you do, pull the hatred first place·Dragon#

Mr. Ying:? ? I have a bad temper? Do I have a lot of business? Am I throwing my hand at the shopkeeper?

Chen painting: Ha

Bibi: Heh

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At the beginning of the game, I offended my fourth uncle, and we prayed for Longlong.

Draw 100 red envelopes, love you=3=

Chapter 17

One day on Friday passed quickly in a relaxed atmosphere, but the sky was not beautiful, and it started to rain when I got off work.

The rain was rushing and heavy, and the three of them chatted while waiting for the rain to stop in the office.

Xiao Xiaoyu suggested: "Are you going to be okay on the weekend? It's okay. Let's go to the movies. Recently, a few new movies are good."

"I've agreed to see Grandpa this week."

Xue Meng helplessly spread his hands: "I haven't been to see his old man for a long time, and I don't think I will be evicted from the house anymore."

Jiang Ran also said, "I'm going to the hospital to pick up people on Sunday."

Uncle Yao was discharged from the hospital on Sunday, he had to help.

Xiao Xiaoyu had to shrug and regretfully said, "Then let's make an appointment next time."

At this moment, the rain became weaker, and the three of them bid farewell to each other and went home.

Jiang Ran did not bring an umbrella, so he took a taxi home. The taxi driver is a middle-aged man, who should be a local, speaking with a strong Jiangcheng accent. Seeing Jiang Rian holding the black backpack in his arms, he joked, "What brand-name bag does the young man carry?"

The taxi driver greeted us and saw many girls carrying brand-name bags. On a rainy day, they would rather get wet than let the bags get wet. But it was the first time he saw him for what a man did.

Jiang Rian sat in the passenger seat, wiped the rain from the bag with a tissue, and said with a smile: "The kittens raised at home are in the bag."

The driver's uncle screamed in surprise: "What kind of cat is it? Why didn't you hear it?"

"It's not a cat of any kind." Jiang Ran unzipped his backpack a little.

The driver vaguely saw a yellowish-brown kitten flicking its tail and meowed softly.

"You cat is so good, not making noises."

Jiang Ran took this as a compliment and agreed with a smile: "Yes, it's obedient and easy to raise."

Suan in the bag immediately meowed crisply again when she heard it, as if she was responding. A little fluffy paw also sticks out of the backpack, pulling Jiang's greedy fingers to play.

Jiang Ran's community is not far from his work, and he usually rides a bicycle for more than ten minutes. But when I drive, I have to turn around and make a big circle, and the speed slows down due to rain and traffic jams.

The driver was obviously talking ridiculous and couldn't keep his mouth free. He drove the car radio and began to talk to Jiang Ran about the latest news again.

The car happened to pass through a crossroad, and the driver turned towards the fork on the right hand side Nunuzui: "Just the neighborhood where the road entered, you know that a woman died last night, right?"

Jiang Ran nodded: "From Hongjingyuan? Look at it in the morning