"Certainly not"

"No? That's okay..."

Mo Xuanchen suddenly carried Ling Luoyu on his shoulders and left in strides.

"We can do it step by step... first what I think, and then what you think..."

Somewhere in the emptiness, I felt the dog abuse behavior of the two: "...here again..."

Fortunately, he and his master can still shield each other, or else they will be heartbroken and embarrassing!

Although Mo Xuanchen had reported to Ling Luoyu for his departure this time, after waking up in the morning, without touching anyone around her, she was still slightly lost.

"It's gone again..."

This kind of small loss became even more serious after seeing Yang Bing and Yang Guang in the morning.

At the dinner table, if there is no one beside the two of them feeding each other, you feed me a bite, and I will give you some vegetables, which makes Ling Luoyu's teeth sore.

Why doesn't she have such a love period?

Thinking that when she and Mo Xuanchen were in love for a lifetime, it was just a glance that was indifferent.

At a glance, everything is doomed.

Since then, they have flowed in water and their emotions have deepened little by little, and finally they have reached where they are today.

Why are the two people in front of them like glue and paint when they come up?

"Binger, you can have some soup. Get up in the morning and have a dry throat. Drinking some soup is good!"

"You can eat it too. This stuffed dumpling is good and has a light taste. It is suitable for morning meal..."

"Enough for the two of you...can you consider that there is still a living person here?" Ling Luoyu disgusted his face.

She now understands a little bit why nothingness has that expression!

Co-authoring is really a bit heartbreaking!

"Master, what are you doing? You're not a single dog..." The ridiculous ridicule of nothing came out.

"roll!"

"...Don't, Master, we both feel the same now, how about we communicate?"

"...Go away!"

Not listening to the laughter of nothingness and gloating, Ling Luoyu shielded him out, and furiously picked up a bowl of soup.

just--

"Madam, does Binger like to drink this kind of soup? Why don't you give it to her first, and wait until I let the kitchen make a bowl for Master..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

Emphasize the color and despise the teacher!

Did your kid forget, who was the wife who helped you chase? ?

is her! !

is her! !

Without her, your kid is still a good single dog! ?

Throw her behind so soon? !

Regardless of what Ling Luoyu's expression was on, Yang Guang seemed to accompany the smiling face like a spoiled child, and smiled and brought the soup bowl to Yang Bing.

"Binger..."

On the contrary, Yang Bing was embarrassed, and sent the soup to Ling Luoyu's side: "Miss Ling..."

"Called Madam!"

Ling Luoyu had a black face and took the soup bowl.

Yang Bing had a shy face, but he didn't say anything.

Yang Guang salivated his face and leaned forward: "Yes, right, right, Shiniang loves me the most, she should be called Shiniang..."

"The one who loves you the most? How do you love Madam?"

Ling Luoyu tapped the soup bowl.

"Madam, you are not willing to drink a bowl of soup..."

"No, Madam..."

"Madam, madam...Young Master...it's okay, down the mountain...someone is rushing down the mountain..." Hall Master Zhou blew his head and stumbled into the door.

On his left cheek, there was an unusually clear slap print.

"Someone rushed into the mountain?" Yang Guang took a breath: "Who is it?"

"...A man..."

Is there any difference between saying this and not saying it? !