Weird Tales of Rules: The Reincarnated Kafka Begins Listen to Me

Kafka came back to her senses, still in the Yellow Spring Mall, the difference was that Kafka was already the owner of this mall.

Kafka looked at the somewhat noisy Chosen in front of her, to be precise, they were already people who had become strange talkers.

"Shh~ Listen to me, be quiet.

Kafka looked at the crowd that quieted down with some satisfaction before speaking: "Let's go, go home, okay, I'll enliven the atmosphere, it seems that you are not very interested, well, in fact, you can't go back, although the strange talk has cleared, but you have not cleared the customs, staying here to work may be able to live for a while longer, unwilling to go out of the mall to find a way to survive!

A flash of white light....

Under the watch, the live broadcast room slowly closed.

When Kafka opened her eyes again, she was back in the villa, still so sunny, and a butterfly with brilliant blue flapping wings parked on the red wine on the table.

Originally, this should be a quiet and peaceful atmosphere, but at this time, it was very noisy, because the originally empty villa was already full of joyful greeters, including Qin Lao, Peaches, Jianguo, and Wei Guo... Countless people full of joy.

"Kafka, welcome home!!boom" The brilliant flowers burst out.

Kafka let the flowers float on her hair and clothes, and muttered, "It's not bad to feel the joy of victory after a thrilling adventure!

Elder Qin touched his head a little embarrassed: "Hehe, I didn't prepare much."

Kafka didn't care at all, and asked again, "Do you think I'm an ordinary person?" said Old Man Qin, slumping lazily on the chair and cocking his little feet. Countless

thoughts flashed in Qin Lao's mind, thinking back to Kafka, in addition to being very good-looking, psychologically suggestive, calm and elegant, good at grasping (playing) people's hearts, and charming, there didn't seem to be much different from ordinary people.

Kafka looked at Old Man Qin and just wanted to speak and interjected unceremoniously, "I'm just a normal person, and I don't want to listen to praise me, I'm tired of reading love words on the Internet, let alone praise me!

The old man in front of Kafka reacted, wiped his face a little embarrassed, beckoned the soldiers to buy food and did not forget to throw the pot, "Hehe, I'm an old man can't remember anything, you see these young people don't remember anything, you can't remember my old man's hatred!" Looking at the old man

who was frantically throwing the pot, Kafka didn't care, and the atmosphere quieted down like this.

Soon, the running soldiers quickly returned with food, and Kafka nodded in satisfaction.

Everyone looked at Kafka, who seemed elegant but was actually windy, and quickly swept the food.

Looking at this beautiful and delicious picture, everyone almost unconsciously swallowed their saliva.

Kafka listened to the rolling sound of Adam's apple, and didn't even eat, chewing food while puffing out her cheeks like a squirrel, raised her head like a squirrel, and asked a little puzzled: "Haven't you eaten?

Kafka quickly wiped out the food, smiled like a flower and said: "It's really sleepy when I'm full, do you guys look at me and want to take a lunch break with me?

Kafka's words were like a pardon order, and suddenly the birds and beasts scattered, and in the blink of an eye, Kafka saw that no one was left in front of him, and it was Old Man Qin's fastest run.

"Peaches, wait, don't go yet. Kafka shouted remembering something.

"Huh!?" Kafka looked at Peach as she walked over a little embarrassed.

Kafka lazily fell on the bed, and without turning her head, she said, "Press for me, aren't you a military doctor?

Mother...... Wrong...... Sister.......

Peach trembled a little and unfastened Kafka's coat, revealing a beautiful scenery that countless people could not ask for.

"Relax, little peach~ I haven't communicated with anyone for a long time, chat with me for a while, otherwise I won't speak, you see they don't want to hear me say more." For some reason, Peach heard a hint of loneliness in her words.

Peach looked at the mysterious, amorous national mother in front of her, and couldn't help but gently hug Kafka from behind, and said seriously: "Presumably a strange woman like you will also have troubles, if you don't dislike it, I can be your listener in the future."

"Okay, you know what, then I'm going to start talking, Peach, in fact, the side effects of the spirit of speech are starting to appear

..." "You know what? Xiaobai is cute, it feels good to touch it, if you have the opportunity, you must touch it..." "

You've seen me embarrassed! But it's a shame..." The

voice became quieter and quieter, and Kafka gradually fell asleep.

Peach looked at the sleeping Kafka, gently covered the quilt, gently went out and closed the door, "Good night, Kafka mother, good dream."

Peach looked at all the people who were waiting for her to come out at the door, and didn't feel that the corners of her eyes were a little moist, and ran over with a smile but didn't know why she had burst into tears.

Peach, what's wrong, crying so sad ... Okay, crying bag... Don't cry, don't cry....