67 The story of a bowl of porridge (please subscribe)

“Of course, I’m thinking of your personal safety!” Uchiha Ling stretched out his hand and gestured, as if what he said was almost the truth.

“Then, I should thank you very well!” Indra replied calmly.

As for the weird little girl in front of her, Indra really couldn’t guess what she was thinking.

“Oh, that’s not necessary.” Uchiha Ling smiled.

Indra got up slowly, pointed to the door of the courtyard, and said to Uchiha Ling: “Well, let’s go, don’t send it!”

Pity!

Uchiha was completely disgusted, what is this bastard doing? Since he drove me away, Uchiha, who had just subsided, became angry again, clenched his hands, and wanted to knock Indra’s head right away.

However, thinking of a series of questions, she held back, her eyes fixed on Indra, looking at the posture, she wanted to eat him in one bite.

“You chased me away? Do you know who I am?” Uchiha asked Indra with a trembling corner of her mouth.

“After talking, why don’t you go?” Indra asked.

Uchiha Ling pouted and said, “You take care of me.”

Indra yawned, covered her mouth with her hand, turned around and walked towards the door, waving her other hand towards the back, and said, “Come on, I don’t care, how long you want to stay is up to you.”

Uchiha Ling was startled, this bastard was completely insecure about playing tricks and messed up his plans.

“Stop!” Uchiha shouted at Indra’s back!

Indra walked to Kaidō, but didn’t stop: “Didn’t you say, I can’t take care of you, but you can’t take care of me in the same way.”

The next moment, Uchiha Ling hurriedly ran in front of Indra, stretched out his arms, blocked Indra’s way, and said, “Don’t go so fast, I still have things to do.”

“Sorry, it’s time to rest.” Indra raised her head slightly, her eyes turned blood red, and the hexagonal star slowly turned.

He just glanced at Uchiha Ling like this, Uchiha Ling sweated on his face instantly, his back was cold, and the whole person was stunned.

Indra turned the corner and walked in, slamming the door, leaving Uchiha Ling alone standing outside.

The light wind of the night, slowly blowing her long flowing hair, seemed to have a sad feeling, but, at the next moment, Uchiha Ling raised her head slightly and let out a smile.

At this moment, instead of any anger, she looked happy.

She danced and danced a few times before disappearing into the darkness.

The next morning.

The sky was dimly bright, and suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

“Indra, Indra, I’m here to bring you breakfast.” Uchiha was holding a large plate with a bowl of lean meat porridge on it, and she smiled.

Just when he saw Indra’s Sharingan last night, he had already decided that he was going to worship Indra as his teacher and that he was going to defeat Uchiha Madara.

No, I was happy for a night last night, Uchiha Ling, who has never cooked anything, since he personally cooks and cooks breakfast.

Even the second elder was stunned, thinking that his daughter was stimulated by something, worried for a long time, followed his daughter all the way, when he saw that his daughter was going to be brought to Indra.

He just let go.

Feeling sleepy, Indra climbed out of the bed, yawning all the way, opened the door casually, and said, “Put me on the table inside!”

When Indra saw Uchiha Ling, she was startled, thinking she was wrong, and quickly rubbed her eyes.

After confirming that he was not mistaken, Indra asked: “”, how is it you?”

Uchiha Ling smiled slightly, lifted the plate in his hand slightly, and said: “I was wrong last night, look, this is the breakfast I cooked for you myself as an apology.”

Indra froze for a moment, gave Uchiha Ling a disdainful look, and said, “You don’t add poison or something to the porridge, right!”

Uchiha Ling pouted and said: “How come, I am very sincere to apologize.”

“Are you begging me for something?” Indra continued.

Uchiha Ling quickly shook his head, and then whispered: “No no no!”

Indra pondered for a while, and then said lazily (Zhao’s): “Well, since it is your sincerity, you can put the porridge on the table!”

Seeing that Indra was willing to accept it, it meant that he had forgiven himself, and Uchiha Ling felt a burst of joy in his heart, and moved to put the plate on the table.

“Eat it while it’s hot, it won’t taste good when it’s cold.” Uchiha Ling instructed.

Indra nodded, then sat on the table, picked up the sentence, and put it in her mouth.

Indra, who was originally expressionless, changed her expression in an instant.

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