"If you say that, it would have been a long time!"

As if thinking of something, Yu Ma turned around abruptly and grabbed her hand.

"By the way, I remember, the last time the young master came, wasn't it the one that took you away?! How many days have it been since?!"

Ling Luoyu's heart fell to the ground in an instant--so, the time that Mo Da enchanted left the Tianju Palace was not in the Vanilla Palace.

As long as it's not with Xiaoyu that green tea bitch, then everything is OK.

I was comforting myself, and I realized my hand was being touched by Yu's mother.

"You...you don't think about older women...what do you think?!"

Ling Luoyu realized that the old lady was glaring at her, her eyes sparking.

A chill instantly floated to his back, and goose bumps flew all over the sky.

Fuck! !

This old witch is thinking of spring! !

It's just that when you think of spring, you think of spring, don't think of her! !

She just gave some rouge gouache, she didn't have to agree with her body, right? !

Besides, in the vanilla hall, from top to bottom, from the little girl to the old woman, she gave everything away.

If they follow Yu Ma's logic, then she wants to go one by one.

At the moment, he quietly twitched his hand and patted the back of my mother's hand: "Seriously, when I see you, I think of my mother... My mother is a charming woman just like you! And still The older the more attractive the kind..."

Yu Ma: "..."

Who is your mother? !

Does someone want to be your old lover? ! !

The face changed slightly at the moment: "Asan, what do you mean?? They gave me rouge again, and smeared rouge for me, and said why I am attractive..."

"I don't mean anything?! I just praise you! Say you have the unique charm of a mature woman..."

With an innocent look on Ling Luoyu's face, he took a half step back and pointed to her in the mirror, full of intoxication.

"Yu Ma, look at yourself, your skin is fair, your eyes are bright, your cheeks are rosy...Is this a proper mature woman..."

"Fuck off!!"

Yu Ma was said to be nothing charming, and instantly felt insulted.

"If you think it's an old lady, just say it, a mature woman..."

Ling Luoyu's goal has been achieved, and he is not entangled, and immediately exits the room.

As soon as she left, Yu Ma was disappointed and depressed for an instant, and hurriedly chased it out.

"Wait a minute..."

Where did Ling Luoyu dare to wait a moment, and immediately hid in the dark.

Yu Ma didn't find anyone, she cursed in disappointment, turned back to the house, and slammed the door angrily.

Ling Luoyu took a sip, tilted his head and leaned against the stone wall: "This is my mother... I really want to!!"

Fang Yao turned around and suddenly noticed the slight movement behind her, and one person had already stood behind her.

There is no need to turn around, the warm breath has come to my ears.

"Are you killing all men and women, or all ages?!"

The only one who dared such an ambiguous quiet distance and spoke so presumptuously and still alive was the big evildoer Mo Xuanchen.

Ling Luoyu turned his head in disgust, avoiding his breath, and grumbled coldly: "Why are you here? Are you following me?!"

"What do you think?!" Mo Xuanchen's breath followed like a shadow: "The deity came here to invite Yu'er to me at night... for the night..."

Ling Luoyu couldn't wait to turn around and give him a punch: "Then please go, Yuer, what are you talking about with me here?!"