"Three young masters, or... shall we keep him?" Feng Chenglin scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.

"What do you want to do? Share meals with you?" Ling Luoyu cast his eyes: "I think you just remember to eat or not! You forgot, this guy wanted to kill us just now!"

Feng Chenglin's expression suddenly stiffened: "It's really... I forgot..."

Zhao Sheng hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no, I am sincere, you have seen, I don't need to die with such a group of dead people... right? I want to live the rest of my life well! in case"

"You can live your second half of your life here!" Ling Luoyu squinted indifferently, "As long as you want, we can keep your body after you hang up, so that the **** master can see his confidant again and train him. Become a puppet! I think, when you are alive, you are the Lord's person, and when you die, it's just right to be his ghost..."

Zhao Sheng: "..."

"San Shao..." Feng Chenglin shook a little bit coquettishly: "I think this guy is worth more alive than he died, so we should keep him... as the saying goes, this cow dung can still be used. The wall is stuck! Maybe when he will be able to play the role of cow dung!"

"...Fatty, do you dare to be more disgusting?"

Can you change the analogy?

This analogy is too disgusting!

People who say it don't feel that they should respond, but those who listen to it feel that they are very strong.

The more she thought about it, the more nausea in her chest felt a little heavier.

"Uh"

Ling Luoyu's sudden retching sound made Feng Chenglin a little bewildered

San Shao is too deep into the play, right? !

Saying disgusting is disgusting!

Also pretended to throw up.

Whoops, look, that little face turned pale in an instant, as if it were really the case.

However, in the next second, he suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly rushed to Ling Luoyu, and looked at her carefully several times.

Ling Luoyu was looked at inexplicably, and wiped the corners of his mouth subconsciously: "Dead fat man, you...what do you think of me like this?"

"No... Third Young Master, you...you wouldn't be that...what's the matter?" Feng Chenglin winked again, or gestured with his hands, but he didn't say why.

Even Zhao Sheng was there with a dazed expression.

Ling Luoyu took two steps back: "Then...then what? Talk as you speak, don't hesitate!"

"Just...that's what..."

Feng Chenglin made two hard gestures on his stomach, drawing circles in the void.

"Then what, such a...woman..."

Ling Luoyu blinked: "What? Woman what?"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

He's all like this, why doesn't he understand?

Pretend to be confused?

"It's...then what...pregnant...women, when they are pregnant, they will do what...spit up, our house is just like this...spit out twice from time to time..."

Ling Luoyu: "..."

I go!

Why is she still thinking about it!

That's it!

"Fatty man, what do you think? How can I be pregnant?"

Does she know if she is pregnant?

Even if she didn't know, the void would definitely be able to sense it!

"Also, if you have something to say, just say it, hesitating, I thought it was something!"

Feng Chenglin's grievance: "No...you are not married after all? If I say it directly...you must not slap me with big mouth?"