"Then come and practice!"
"Come on!"
Sheng Qingqing really can’t listen to it. "You two are so naive that you have to solve the problem with your fists!"
"You shut up!" JiNa wind and Song Yuqi way
"Good, then I’ll call Shengge later to talk about what happened today and see what she says!" ChengQingQing shrugged a pair of her regardless of the sample.
"You … my sister is ill, so don’t bother her with these things!" Ji’ nan fengdao
"Yes, leave her alone!" Song Yu chimed in
"So are you two still fighting?" Sheng Qingqing raises eyebrows.
The two men looked at each other, smiling but not smiling. "Don’t worry, we are fine!"
Say that finish probably even disgust flustered their respective turned toward the wall made a vomiting expression.
Sheng Qingqing tried to hold back a smile. These two talents should be a match made in heaven. Old Moon should really give a line to these good brothers.
Sheng Qingqing pretended to be sick in the afternoon, and his body was uncomfortable at night. After dinner, he had a low fever and the whole person leaned against the bed.
Ink cloud is always around, guarding the water for a while and feeding the medicine for a while.
Although Sheng Lin Chuan doesn’t like Mo Yun’s return to cold arrogance, he is loyal to Qing Qing and endures these things.
Sheng Qingqing didn’t feel sleepy, but he raised his eyelids and looked at Mo Yun and said, "I want to listen to that novel once!"
Sheng Qingqing was in poor health, and it was too amazing to read novels by herself. Later, she simply asked Mo Yun to help her read them.
I can barely read those martial arts novels, but in the past two years, Miss Da’s taste has suddenly become very heavy, and they are all Taiwanese novels.
Some of them are reserved, and some of them are, to put it bluntly, Xiao Huangwen, who is embarrassed to see a big man, but the big lady just asked him to read it to her.
Mo Yun’s face looks hard. Can you stop him from reading that thing?
"Miss, don’t listen to that kind of illness!" Ink cloud to sink a way
"What do you mean, you dare to discriminate against me!" Sheng Qingqing has a high voice, but she is weak and weak, and she is not dignified. How many little girls are soft and waxy is more like coquetry.
Chapter 44 I have to read it again here. I don’t understand.
Mo Yun bowed his head and didn’t talk, but his body still didn’t move, which also showed his attitude!
"Don’t you even listen to me?" Sheng Qingqing hid his face through his fingers and watched the ink cloud return to his expression, but the sound was choked.
Her fingers are so thin that they almost cover half of her face and can’t see her eyes.
The sleeves of the white nightgown are wide because the hands are raised to reveal half a delicate white arm and the red rope of the wrist is fresh.
The ink cloud returns to the eyes, and an unknown emotion flashes and quickly recovers.
All right, miss big won again!
Ink cloud to get up from ChengQingQing frame that read to her half overbearing President little wife.
Sheng Qingqing smiles, shoulders slightly shrug, but hands still cover his face to prevent him from discovering that he is laughing.
Mo Yun returned to sit next to her and Sheng Qingqing slowly moved his hand from his face. "That’s enough!"
Ink cloud sit back, but it’s a long story in his hand. He turned to the next reading place and gently cleared his throat.
His voice has always been as cold and serious as others. To be honest, he can’t read well. Those sensational sentences were read by him, but they didn’t have that kind of ambiguity
Sheng Qingqing lay there with his eyes half closed, and it was quiet. The room was full of ink clouds returning to the cold and faint sound.
Mo Yun went back to reading and suddenly stopped reading. What novel didn’t write two or three chapters? That description came again.
Sheng Qingqing waited for a long time, but Mo Yungui didn’t read it. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at him. "Why don’t you read it?"
"My eldest lady is asleep!" The ink cloud returns to the sound and remains cold.
"I didn’t sleep. Go on reading!" ChengQingQing body moved pillow his arm adjusted a comfortable posture to continue listening.
When Mo Yun went back to read this detailed description, his back was sweating. He wanted to read it quickly, but the young lady listened with relish and answered a few questions.
"I have to read it again here. I don’t understand!" Chengqingqing interrupted