As her eyes flashed, she seemed to think of something, and suddenly smiled ambiguously, and turned sideways in the direction of Dingmiao.

"I said... You have been with us for two days, don't you want to go with us!?"

There was a faint fragrance from her body, and with her movements, it fell into Dingmiao's heart little by little.

At this moment, seeing her suddenly leaning over, her body trembled, and she moved to the outside nervously.

"I"

In the next second, he regretted it and wanted to slap himself in the face

What to hide? !

Ling Luoyu took the initiative to show his favor, but he actually hid to the side as if afraid of suffering.

"Haha..."

Ling Luoyu laughed loudly at his reaction.

"Dingmiao, are you sure... are you going to be with us?! Now you are used to living by yourself. If someone around you is too close to you, you will instinctively reject and maintain a safe distance..."

Years of tension made his body accustomed to tightness.

When something approaches, his muscles will make relative rejection.

"You are no longer suitable for living with others... because you will be nervous and others will be uncomfortable!"

Ling Luoyu's lips fainted with a smile, and he stood up leisurely and patted the dirt on his body.

"Of course, if you have a meal...you shouldn't be too repulsive?!"

Looking at her back, Dingmiao frowned and stood up, looking at her hands

He didn't even realize that he was already nervous to this point.

When did he instinctively reject contact with others! ?

"Go... If you don't go anymore, the fat guy is probably going to finish our food..."

In the small noodle restaurant, Feng Chenglin bit his noodles and looked at Ling Luoyu and Dingmiao who entered the door with complicated eyes.

Until the two of them sat down, they didn't swallow the noodles in their mouths.

Ling Luoyu first poured a cup of herbal tea on his own and poured it happily, only then did he stare at the wind into the forest.

"What are you doing? You got acupuncture?!"

Fengchenglin on the opposite side still kept eating the noodles, motionless.

Dingmiao took the herbal tea from Ling Luoyu, frowned slightly to meet Feng Chenglin's eyes: "You don't welcome me?!"

Feng Chenglin remained motionless, that was his gaze became more complicated.

Ling Luoyu drank the tea, unhappy and stunned: "Fatty man, just say what you have to say, what do you mean by staring?"

With a slight edge in her eyes, her eyes gradually became low.

"Fatty?!"

Not only did Feng Chenglin didn't eat noodles, he didn't even change his eyes, he was still looking at the direction of the door.

Dingmiao slowly put down the tea cup and looked into Feng Chenglin's eyes.

"he"

Only then did he realize that Feng Chenglin's gaze was not looking at himself, but behind him.

As his gaze turned around, Dingmiao didn't find anything worth watching.

Suspiciously, he seemed to think of something, suddenly turned his head to look at Feng Chenglin, and got up.

At the same time, Ling Luoyu also found something wrong, and stroked in front of Feng Chenglin with his hand.

His eyes did not flicker, or even blink.

"Fatty?"

Ling Luoyu grabbed Feng Chenglin's arm with one hand, only to find that his muscles were stiff. Fortunately, it was still warm and not cold.

"He is poisoned!"

Dingmiao looked around, alert.

"It's heartbroken!"

"Heartbroken red? What kind of poison is it!?"

Ling Luoyu searched for the poison of Heartbreaker in his mind, but found nothing.