The little Ten Temple took the little sun and moon just to go out, and the little sun and moon stopped to say to her: "Sister, Mommy said there is something for me to bring you!"

This little milky voice suddenly germinates the heart of the little ten halls, and she smiled and asked, “I don’t know your mother, what will she give me?”

Xiao Riyue took out a USB stick from the small schoolbag and bounced in front of the Little Ten Temple: "I don't know what this little thing is, but Mommy wants me to give it to you, saying that with your wisdom, you should know how this thing is used."(Actually, it’s Mommy’s too lazy to explain to the baby.)

Of course, the little Ten Temple knew what this was, she was curious to pick up, turned around to find a computer, and after plugging the USB stick into it, she found that there was only one document in the U disk, and the document was opened as a set of slides.

When the slide opened, she paused because she saw a familiar face inside the first photo shown in the slide.

It was her face.

But in the photo she’s short hair, she’s wearing pants, and dresses coolly, like a little boy.

Is that her?

She never took a photo like that!

The slides change a photo every 10 seconds, and each photo has a child who looks exactly like her but is dressed as a cool kid.

The more she looked at the more she felt that the child was herself, but she was wearing a different dress, but it was still her own.Because of each set of photos, the pride of the child's appearance is exactly the same as himself!

Sometimes she thought it was herself!

I just cut a short hair and put on a boy’s dress!

At first, I only noticed that this child was exactly like herself, but after that, there was no way to see any tricks on this child, and she noticed that there were other children around the child.

One holds watermelon juice... alas, this needless to say, the rambling look is the Q version of the old zombie, he is right.

The other child looks just like the little sun and moon around him.

The little Ten Temple pointed to the child and asked, “Is this you?”

The little sun moon shook its head: "That's Daddy."

"Cough, the gene is really strong..." the little ten halls laugh cry, no wonder the child his mother is not happy ah, he was pregnant 18 years of birth of the cub only with the child his father's genes, anyone will be upset!

She looked at all the pictures, as smart as she was, and probably understood what the mother of the little moon wanted to tell her through the slide.

Is this her past life?

The rambling old zombie had mentioned "past" and "past life" from time to time before, and she did not believe his words at all, nor did she pay attention to them, but after seeing this slide, she began to believe it.

In the photo, it looks like the two of them still look good.

In the photo, "she" and the general are the same age, are they young and bamboo horses?

After reading these photos, there was a lot of doubt in the heart of the little ten halls.

She asked the little moon if she knew what those photos were like.Little Day Moon shook his head and told her that he had not yet been born when these pictures were available.

So her doubts can only exist in the heart, like a cat, scratching her itchy, and at night, it tortures her not to sleep.

She can’t wait to think about the pictures...

Most importantly, the face of the subject was lingering in her mind...

Don't forget, the Little Ten Temple is a strange and hearted person...

She seemed to see a different side of the stinky zombie, shame!

That full of collagen face ah, and drink watermelon juice of the focus of the small expression ah, that is obviously too much but revealed the vicissitudes of the temperament ah...

Actually, it's very attractive.

It’s a lot better than the adult zombies.

The little Ten Temple turned around on the bed, and has been using strange thoughts to nostalgic and over-faced generals, turning around, she came to an unusually important conclusion: the old zombies are disabled!

When I was a child, it was not cute when I grew up, so I was disabled!

Why do zombies grow up?

If it’s the same in the photo, how good would it be?

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I couldn't sleep, I always thought that I was too small a zombie, and itchy in the heart of the little ten halls, so she got up and went to find the general.

She pushed the door open and went into the courtier's bedroom, the large room was quiet, and the moonlight sprinkled through the window and shone on the cage, and the zombie inside lay quietly, as if dead.

She walked over and saw the subject lying quietly in the cage, and she cried, “Hello!Are you dead?”

The red eyes turned and scared her.

But the general only looked at her and turned his eyes away, as if to say: I do not want to ignore you.

Oh, and temper?

The little ten halls were funny and good, and they wanted to tug on a few sounds, and found that the lips of the courtiers were white and cracked, so they could not bear to tug at him, and asked, "Do you want watermelon juice?"

The General: “No.”

The little Ten Temple put its hand into the cage and said, “Do you want blood?”

The General: “No.”

“Not to?”The little ten halls laughed, and the little hand from the touch to the lips of the generals, she used her fingers to copy the subject's lips, but the courter was always tightly closed, which actually inspired her hunting heart: "Is this still a zombie I know?"Don’t you like to drink watermelon juice?Don't you like my blood?I wish I had given you blood to drink every day, and if I didn’t give it to you, I would secretly bite me.Why did I send myself to you now, and you didn’t open your mouth?”

Then he looked up at her and looked at her.

The next moment, he grabbed her little hand and bit it hard!

“Hush!”This bite caught her off!

But when she saw the subject sucking her fingers, she felt that nothing in the world was important.

Looking at such a general, she remembered that the young general in the photo always secretly looked for an opportunity to bite "himself", and couldn't help but a laugh, and really felt that the people in those photos were really themselves!

Like a refugee in the disaster area, he sucked her blood with hunger and thirst, and I don't know how long it took, and finally, he released his teeth.

But she always felt he wasn’t drinking enough.

Because he looked at his eyes and was still so hungry.

This look also raised her fire, she smiled and squinted with her bloodless fingers to paint his lips, painted his lips with blood, and asked with a smile: "Is it full?"

“It’s full.”

"Shut up, people who don't stop drinking watermelon juice all day long now are full of only a few drops of blood?"