Rebirth-First Class Magician

Lyle was stiff, raised his hand and closed it back, stuttering, "In fact, a baby like this should not ..."

Asa looked back, and the lake-blue pupil calmly looked at Lyle. "No, you reminded me. I don't plan to adopt him now, and I don't want to leave an uncertain factor with me." He picked up and wrapped the baby. Hand towel to Lyle, "Give him to the orphanage tomorrow."

Lyle and Dean may not know that Asa has automatically assumed the role of Mu Yuan.

Since he is most likely the magician named Mu Yuan, how could a person make two mistakes on the same thing?

"Oh?" The lifted baby turned his back to Asa, and issued a monosyllable in an innocent tone, but his eyes stared at Lyle coldly. "If I were thrown into the orphanage by Asa, you would Get ready to pack it back to your cousin Himan, who says his bat cage has been empty for decades. "

Lyle was startled, and all the cold sweat came out, shaking his tongue and saying, "Oh! Lord, how pure you look at this child." After that, he carefully glanced at the pair of cold and emotionless pupils in front of him, turning his head silently. , Calmly said, "As long as you give more guidance and tell him that you are his father, then he will never leave you." As he said, he pushed Dean and motioned for help.

Dean sitting aside, also helped, saying, "When Mu Yuan picked up Berg, the child was fifteen years old. A soul immersed in the dark world could not whiten his soul even when he returned to the ground. And this child is different. As long as a piece of white paper is guided, it will not be blackened. "

As soon as Lyle listened to Dean, he took a few steps and rushed to Asa ’s knee. "Master, how bad is it that you do n’t make an orphanage. Since you picked him up, you shouldn't send him there again. I Always thought you were a responsible person. "

Dean also almost guessed Lyle's meaning. He touched his chin to figure out the reason for his big change of attitude. Dean's body shook when he thought of the cold eyes he saw a few hours ago.

Asa braced her head on the back of the sofa, staring coldly at Lyle lying on his knees, raising her eyebrows and putting the child back in her arms.

Although I don't know why Lyle's attitude has become so fast, I have to admit that he is right.

A bucket of dirty water can never be cleaned, and a bucket of clean water, as long as it doesn't mess up things, shouldn't it get dirty?

What does a child who would put a bath shampoo in his mouth know?

Many years later, Asa suffered a loss and came to a conclusion. Before thinking whether the bucket of water might be blackened, he must first check whether the bucket of water was clean at first!

"Then let's do it today, Mr. Dean, thank you for your help." Asa took care of the photos of the coffee table, put them in the information bag, and handed them to Dean. . "

"I'm willing to work for you, sir." Dean took the information bag, picked up his briefcase and stood up. "It's not too late, then I'll leave."

Lyle jerked straight up to Dean, and the whole man was very excited. "I'll follow you!"

Dean gave him a briefcase and glanced back at him. "Yes, but you have to pay me back the money I asked at the casino at night."

"..."

"Casino? Didn't you say you met Dean in the performance hall?" Asa had just narrowed her child, and stared dangerously at Lyle.

"Oh, I think I'm a little sleepy, go to bed first, good night, everyone." And left the room without saying a word.

Dean glanced at the rapidly escaping Lyle, and said to Asa, "Then I'll say goodbye as well--"

Only Asa and the baby were left in the entire living room. Bend over and pick up the stack of accident photos from the coffee table. Asa carried the baby back to his room.

The room was quiet. He didn't turn on the light. Asa leaned against the bed and looked at the dark night outside the window. His fingers were motionless on the bed, as a small, soft hand gripped his **** tightly.

Asa looked back at the pinched place. Is this a sign of insecurity?

I was holding on tightly because I was afraid of being dropped again.

"Call Gal later, stranger, Gal." Asa said quietly as he watched the night.

The babies with their eyes closed tightened their fingers, and the corners of their lips buried in the quilt slightly lifted.

The gentle, elegant sound of the piano slowly overflowed from the cafe, and Asa walked into it, looked around and walked straight towards a window.

"Oh Mr. Asa, you are really on time." A well-dressed middle-aged lady at the window waved at Asa who came towards her.

Asa sat down opposite him, "Ms. Alice, you came early."

Alice called the waiter to order coffee and turned around and asked Asa "What do you need?"

"Black coffee will do." Asa glanced at the menu and said to the waiter.

"Oh sir, you look more charming during the day than at night. If you go to perform magic, then everyone must see you, not magic." Alice stirred the coffee and teased Asa.

Asa just chuckled and didn't say anything. Instead, he put his hand directly above the tea cup, and the dark power surged in his body. The palm formed a strong suction, and the transparent prismatic cup suspended from the dark red tablecloth so silently.

"God! My God!" Alice dropped the spoon in her hand and shook her hand under the cup a few times. "Oh my God, how did you do that?" Alice glanced around, " How did you do that, Asa? Even this man was chosen by me! This is incredible! "

Asa took the cup with his other hand. "Then do you still think that magic is more attractive than my appearance?" He knew that Alice had just said what he wanted to do, and hit him side by side. The magic has no appeal to his appearance.

"Oh, let's not talk about this, can you tell me how to do it? Oh this is incredible!" Alice took the cup in his hand and looked at it repeatedly.

Asa looked at the woman in front of him and said lightly, "Maybe I sold my soul to the devil."

Alice froze, looked up at him, and smiled, "Asa, you are so humorous, okay, okay, this is the magician's secret, I shouldn't ask more."

Asa did not continue the topic, "Can I ask you a question before talking about signing a contract?"

Alice froze, sitting upright and frowning, and asked, "What's the matter? As long as it's not the company's trade secrets, I can give you an answer."

"I want to know the relationship between Furyk and Wells." Asa looked straight into Alice's eyes and said slowly.

Alice's expression also became dignified. Obviously, the impression of this Welsh company was not good. "In fact, our relationship is not good, no no no, it is not bad or very bad. It is also a well-known Hollywood entertainment The company, it stands to reason, they all signed magicians, and our company focuses on the big screen, which has nothing to do with it. "

Alice took a sip of coffee and went on to say, "But five years ago, after our company funded a magician to perform Hagrid's famous show 'Coffin Escape' in Las Vegas, Hagrid began to intentionally or unintentionally. To squeeze us out of Furyk, first was to scramble for some big-name stars, and even paid a high penalty for them; later they even snatched our fixed program time on TV. "

Asa clutched the handle of the sofa, and the whole person leaned forward. "You mean that you sponsored 'coffin escape' five years ago ?!"