Chapter 4084 Little Ghost: That’s Right, It’s You!

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The little dog Veras in Breaking the Illusion has always had a very low presence. When Linya and I went out, she was busy with housework. When Lal and I went out to fool around, she was busy with housework. We even discussed loudly at home. While she was organizing witches like saving the world, love and peace, she was still busy with housework.

Linyalina is here, she is doing housework, the little fox is here, she is doing housework, the little mermaid, little she-dragon, little girl is here, she is still doing housework.

It seems that nothing or topic can shake her heart to do housework. Her person has been bound to the kitchen. To put it harshly, she is like a tool person who has set a program.

In reality, although her whole day's work is generally the same, she still has the setting of a magician, with some fighting power, covering all kinds of invisible, stylish, serious, and very serious things on weekdays and nights. There will be much more candid sonic liquid communication. If everyone comes back and holds a banquet every three days, her sense of presence will be even stronger.

Her gentle, kind and virtuous character allows her to easily coordinate and control those with eccentric or arrogant personalities, such as the pornographic maid, the evil dragon Lena, the three-no princess, the crystal fool⑨, the old drunkard, and even Aika Laiyin. And the little ghost, without her, there would be no way to eat and drink well at the banquet, and even the family would not be able to function.

She is the gentlest, kindest and shyest, but she is actually the shadow and head of the family.

In comparison, Vilas's presence in Breaking the Illusion is too low.

Now, this kind of Vilas suddenly broke away from the housework mode and took the initiative to stand up and said that she wanted to try to persuade the resolute Carlos. There was no doubt that we were shocked.

Seeing our shocked and stunned expressions, the little dog shyly twisted the corner of its apron, its eyes were evasive, its face was hot, and its toes were twisting uneasily. Its already petite body looked even smaller than usual due to nervousness and curling up. I can tell at a glance that this is the expression she will subconsciously show when she tries to do something she is least good at doing.

For example, concealment and lying.

"I...actually...I...sister Angelil and I...know each other...we are acquaintances...I should say...more familiar...perhaps it may even be described as good friends...more appropriately..."

Under the gaze of everyone, she stumbled and stammered her words, as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not like he's lying, it's probably like he's hiding hundreds of millions of details.

I instantly judged that this little dog was so understanding.

Wait, could it be that in the eyes of other girls, I am just like the puppy I am now?

Is this where their mind-reading skills come from?

Putting aside this uneasy thought for the time being, I would rather they could really read minds.

Others didn't know Vilas that well. Although they were a little surprised when they heard what she said, they all lived in this area. They didn't look up to see each other. It didn't seem strange that they knew each other. Maybe they met while shopping for groceries. Woolen cloth?

"While he's not far away, hurry up and catch up." After a while, these thoughts passed through my mind for a moment, and I gave a thumbs up to Willas. Between an old couple, there is no need for too much time. What cumbersome nonsense.

"Oh...oh, okay." The little dog tidied his apron in a panic and shyly, lowered his head in embarrassment, and hurriedly caught up with everyone watching.

"Is it really okay?"

Things have turned around, but Elijah is not optimistic. Vilas usually behaves too low-key and has never shown any ability. When it comes to housework, she may be No. 1, but outside of housework, people cannot have confidence in her.

"Don't worry, Vilas is much stronger than me. I have confidence in her."

I crossed my arms and felt ready. Vilas is the kind of girl who either doesn't do it or does it, and she will definitely do it well.

After all, she is the terrifying woman who can capture me first from the hands of the cutest little ghost in the world and Sarah, the most beautiful in the world.

"That's what I said, but Mr. Wu doesn't seem to be that strong." Aelia glanced at me sideways, her expression still not optimistic.

"Hmph, you don't understand."

I ignored the little mermaid and made up my mind that when I returned to reality, whether it was through coercion or inducement, I would give Elijah some lemon juice to drink.

She was so unlovable in the fantasy world.

We didn't have to wait too long. Vilas came back, dejected and depressed, with tears even brewing in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, sir, I couldn't convince him."

"What unpleasant words did Carlos say?" I raised my eyebrows. With the character of the senior brother, I would not get angry with a girl who was persuading me well, especially a good friend of his beloved wife, but I said emotionally. It's a bit ugly, but it's somewhat possible.

After all, my daughter controls and my wife controls who can compete with me.

"No, I just suddenly thought of Sister Angelil. She has been missing for so many years, but there is nothing I can do to do anything for her. I feel... very sad."

Vilas wiped the corners of her eyes, raised her head, with tears in her eyes, and gave me a sad smile.

After looking at her a few times to confirm that the little puppy was not lying and that he was feeling sorry for Angelil, I nodded, yes, the senior brother is indeed a very gentleman.

"Sorry, I can't help."

The little puppy, which had wiped away its tears, was suddenly held in my arms and touched its head. Under everyone's gaze, it began to become shy. Hey, we are an old couple now.

At this moment, the door was pushed open, and under everyone's confused gaze, the little ghost walked in.

Why did she show up?

I should say, when did she go out? Isn’t it the setting of a technical nerd who always hides in her room?

"Xiao Fan, please praise me quickly."

This little saint swaggered over in an extremely arrogant and domineering manner, and forcibly pulled my shy and incompetent sister away from my arms, and then replaced her, raising her little face with a comfortable expression in my arms.

"Why are you complimenting me?" I was still confused.

Although I think I know her as well as I know Vilas, sometimes I just can't figure out this little ghost's behavior pattern, which is even more imaginative than mine.

"I convinced the guy who had a stinky face all day long." The little ghost said.

A guy with a bad face? Who?

I haven't reacted yet.

"What Vilas didn't do, I did." The little ghost said again, and then I realized that she was talking about Carlos.

"You...really convinced Carlos?"

"Yeah."

The little ghost in his arms had an amazing expression on his face and proudly puffed up his chest.

Oops, stop it, my little saint, quickly accept your magical powers, I can't help but make a fool of myself.

"However, it doesn't count as persuasion."

After she was so proud, she thought of seeking truth from facts: "I can only say that at least the guy will no longer be so resistant to that matter."

"What have you done?" I couldn't help but ask.

I understand the temperament of the senior brother. He is willing to accept soft things rather than strong opinions. Even Vilas could not persuade her, but she was persuaded by the little ghost. This is really a strange thing in the world.

"It's nothing." The little ghost tilted his head: "I just went up and punched him."

Ah this...

What kind of illusion-breaking version of Beidou's Love-breaking Face Fist is this?

Everyone, including Vilas, was confused after hearing what the little ghost said.

This is not a hot-blooded comic. How can you rush up and punch him? Oh, he suddenly realizes and hands over his daughter. In the end, he has to thank you with tears, and ends with a sunset background. .

However, I know the little ghost very well. Although she has an out-of-touch personality, she will never let anything go. If she talks nonsense and says this, the result will definitely be the same. It is just a process... there may be Yidiandian is unexpected.

So, I don’t doubt the outcome, I just want to figure out the process.

"Is it really just a punch that made him wake up?" I stared at the little ghost's eyes, which were big, bright, silvery and holy.

"Well..." Sure enough, the little ghost started to act stupid. She shook her head as if she was recalling something, and then spoke in an uncertain tone.

"It seems that when I beat that guy away, he said something casually. I completely forgot the content. Just say it casually. Don't pay too much attention to the minor details."

That "just say it casually" is the key point, okay?

I angrily lifted the coffee table in my mind, but the little ghost didn't give me a chance to continue asking. Under the gazes of everyone who were either shocked or curious, he proudly escaped from my arms and flew directly to the second floor lightly. Upstairs, flew into the room, closed the door, and once again entered the otaku mode of never leaving the door or taking a step forward.

Hey, even if you are a ghost, please walk up the stairs properly!

After watching the little ghost figure disappear, everyone looked at each other, and for a moment, they didn't know what to say.

Is this... even if it's solved?

My eyes fell on Vilas, and I intuitively thought that she should know something and could add some details or background that the little ghost didn't want to add.

"Ahaha..." The little dog smiled bitterly. Under my probing eyes, he shrank and explained evasively.

"It's just... Actually, Alice also knows Sister Angelil. The two of us... have received a lot of care from Sister Angelil in the past, so Alice should also want to do something for Sister Angelil." …”

After saying this, without waiting for me to ask again, she trotted to the kitchen, her barrier field fully opened, and she instantly returned to the daily housework tool mode.

There is a secret, a big secret.

I rubbed my chin, feeling that this was not an easy matter, this illusion... I always seemed to be unable to control myself, always wanting to do something to have some fun, and not afraid of becoming a sideshow person...

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