Luo Luo gave a sneer in his heart.

Dog man, think a few coriander leaves can detect her?

Then he's too naive.

In Mo lengqing's hot and sharp eyes, Luo Luo not only swallowed the coriander leaf, but also blushed and looked at him, "naogong, people know you are the best to me! I want to eat more! "

Then, two.

Three.

Four.

Forced to endure the disgusting impulse, Luo Luo enjoyed the delicious food in the world and successfully ate all the coriander leaves on the table.

Hiccup ~

thanks to Mo lengqing, you have to be full to eat coriander, OK?!

Luo Luo every eat a piece, ink cold Qing Mou color is dark a minute.

In the end, all expectations turn into disappointment.

It seems that he is indeed insane.

No way.

Ye Ling's natural taste buds are allergic to coriander. It's impossible to smell it

Ink cold Qing a pair of indifferent dark pool bottom rolling dark deep cold sea.

"I'm full."

Then he stood up and strode away from here.

Cut.

Luo Luo wants to roll his eyes. He wants to kill the dog man in his heart, but his face looks like a reluctant little daughter-in-law: "but, Nao Gong, you haven't had a few bites yet..."

Pooh! She doesn't care if the man has a few bites.

Starvation is the best way to save her revenge.

Luo Luoman carelessly ate other dishes.

It's just that Mo lengqing doesn't look very good recently.

He looks much worse than he did three years ago.

Is it insomnia again?

Aware of the idea, Lolo wanted to slap himself in the face.

Funny.

Ye Ling, have you been a fool for a long time?

Did you forget how Mo lengqing gouged out your heart?

That scene was a nightmare she could never forget in her life.

Sometimes I wish it was just a dream.

That way, she won't be so miserable.

With a self mockery, Luo Luo got up and went upstairs with his little rabbit schoolbag.

Just as she was about to go upstairs, she heard the voice of the old man behind her.

"Lolo, where's your husband?"

Luo Luo turns around, but sees the old man, accompanied by the housekeeper, appears in the Mohist living room on crutches.

Song sister-in-law quickly supported the old man sitting on the sofa, respectfully tea delivery.

"Naogong went back to his room." Lolo replied cleverly.

"His own room?" The old man had a cold face: "are you not a room?"

Luo Luo is about to speak -

"grandfather."

Mo Leng Qing came out of the room next door. Shen Qing was still indifferent, but with some respect: "why didn't you say it in advance when you came."

What are you doing here at night?

"Where is my old bone going? Should I report to you in advance?" The old man hammered down his crutch heavily.

"No, I just..."

"I'm here for a surprise check! "The old man snorted coldly," as I expected. "

what?

Guess what?

The second monk of Luoluo is confused.

”You boy, I want you to marry because I'm afraid Ye Ling will die and you will become a monk!

Now it's not easy for you to get married. Will you give me a separate room? "

the old man's face turned red and his voice was like a bell:" do you want us Mohists to have a future? "

In a word, like the sharpest dagger, it stabbed Luo Luo Luo's heart.

Do you want Mohism to have a future?

Obviously, Mohism has a post.

She was pregnant before.

Unfortunately, what if he was pregnant with his child, he did not kill him?

This man's heart is really made of stone.

She can't cover up the heat

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