"Nao Gong, hold!" Luo Luo pursed his small mouth, opened his arms, and looked at him straight with a pair of apricot eyes full of water.

Mo lengqing's cold face was gentle, and he rubbed Luo Luo's head with his big hand: "be obedient. "

" all right. " Luo Luo doesn't stick to his embrace, but consciously embraces Mo lengqing's arm and stands behind him.

Two people this you Nong I Nong appearance, falls in Lin Yurou eye, in the heart is not the taste.

She laughs very reluctantly, "Qing elder brother, your husband and wife sentiment is also good."

"He's not your brother, he's my brain!"

Tie the small head of head of two pairs of flower bud from Mo Leng Qing after death probed out, she corrects a way solemnly.

Lin Yurou looks at Mo lengqing expectantly. She wants to see some displeasure on his face or hear him scold Luo Luo for not knowing how to defend her voice But there was nothing.

Mo lengqing didn't make a statement.

Lin Yurou was a little disappointed.

"What would you like to eat, young master? I'll tell the kitchen to do it for you. " At this time, sister-in-law song came up with a thick recipe and saw that Lin Yurou was still here with a strange look.

"Just as usual." Mo Leng Qingsheng light, "Luo Luo, you like to eat what you order."

emmmm……

Mohism has a big business. Even the chef in the kitchen is the top chef of every country. One of them, even the Royal chef of a certain country, has been poached by Mohism.

So every time I eat in Mohism, I can enjoy the treatment of five-star hotel.

Luo luofan looked at the thick menu and pointed with his thin and scaly fingers: "crystal shrimp dumplings, lotus root meal balls, curry fish balls, Orleans roast wings, brownie, another one, double skin milk, and juice."

Listen to words, ink cold Qing Mou color a deep.

Luo's meal as like as two peas?

All the dishes in a row are Ye Ling's favorite.

It's a coincidence

Sister song wrote down one by one, "little grandma, how much can you eat? "

" completely broad. " Lolo patted her little chest.

Seeing her lovely and playful appearance, Mrs. song thought of her little daughter who was in kindergarten. Looking at Luo Luo, she also felt pleased. After she remembered, she was about to ask Lin Yurou if she would like to order a meal -

Luo Luo Luo's lovely and sweet voice rang out: "aunt Lin, do you want to have dinner in our house?"

"I..." Originally, Lin Yurou had this intention, but Luo Luo said it directly. She couldn't nod her head directly.

Clenching the palm of her hand, Lin Yurou reluctantly smiles: "no, I've already eaten.

Since you're going to have dinner, I'll go first. "

with that, she looks at Mo lengqing.

Mo Leng Qing just nodded, "walk slowly."

Just a slow walk?

Why has he been so cold to himself?

The drooping eyes cover the disappointment of Lin Yurou's eyes.

All the time, he is so indifferent to himself. She always thinks that Mo lengqing is cool and indifferent to everyone.

Until Mo lengqing meets Ye Ling

At that time, Lin Yurou knew that it was not Mo lengqing's indifference, but the person who made him treat each other tenderly, never her.

Even if ye Ling died, the man never looked at himself.

"My driver is downstairs, brother Qing, don't worry."

Seeing the reluctant Lin Yurou leave, Luo Luo's mood is not to mention how refreshing.

Isn't it the white moonlight of Mo Leng Qing? It seems that Mo Leng Qing doesn't do much good to her.

Luo Luo happily hummed a ditty, looking at Mo Leng Qing is not so eye-catching.

"Are you happy? "A man's voice sounds hoarse with a sense of sexuality.

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