Chen Ce: When shall we pick you up? ]

pick him up?

Master Chu held his breath and listened to the rain outside the window. Looking at this posture, he could not stop for a while.

What are you doing back there?

He will stay to warm the bed for yanbaozi!

Master Chu. ]

advice: are you in danger, young master? ]Master Chu: do you think I'm in danger? ]

advice: I don't mean that. Don't get me wrong. ]Master Chu: [OK, don't contact me if you have nothing to do. I will call you if you need. ]In this way, Chen CE was thrown aside and left in the cold.

Master Chu crouches in his closet, turning over the pictures of his heart and soul, which slowly dissipates his anger.

Now, it's only by looking at the cute photos of Xiaoxingan that we can make Master Chu calm down.

It's better to be careful with your liver, not like Yan baozi. He's in trouble!

Yan baozi sneezed coldly, rubbed his nose, and muttered, "who's scolding me?"

"Well?" Hans put down his knife and fork, frowned anxiously, "is it a cold?"

"It's OK. It's just a sneeze. Don't make a fuss."

"Elizabeth, why are you so strange today?"

Yan baozi's heart, a Deng jump, lifting eyes, an innocent face: "where strange?"

Hans held his head in one hand, thought a little distressed, then shook his head. "I can't say. It's weird."

Yan baozi reached out his hand and knocked on his head. "Come on, you are not a woman. Do you have the sixth sense?"

"I have consciousness."

"Your consciousness is not accurate."

Two people you a speech I a language of mix mouth, Emory look at Yan baozi, and look at Hans.

The more satisfied they are, the better their relationship is. This is what he would like to see most.

In time, it will be natural for them to get married and give birth to a fat grandson.

"I'm done. You can use it slowly." Yanbaozi put down his knife and fork and stood up sleepily.

"How can I eat this?" Emory waved. "Eat more, Elizabeth. You don't want to be like those girls. You want to lose weight."

"I want to sleep..."

"Sleep when you're full."

Yan baozi collapsed his shoulders in embarrassment and raised his eyes pitifully. "I'll take the milk and toast and eat it when I'm hungry, OK?"

"All right." Emory couldn't bear to refuse and nodded in agreement.

Yan baozi happily carries the milk and some pieces of toast back to the bedroom.

Put the milk and toast on the coffee table, she turned back and left the lock, came to the wardrobe: "I brought you a glass of milk and some toast, you eat it."

Master Chu stretched out his hand and looked at her wet with dark eyes.

Yanbaozi's heart is critically hit!

A shudder!

God, this man

It's heaven to park her!

Hans didn't do so much damage to her. His weak eyes made her soft hearted and unstable!

Master Chu pursed his lips and eyes. His voice was low and dumb: "legs are numb. Give me a hand."

Yanbaozi turned to one side, took a deep breath and reached out to pull him out of the closet.

Young master Chu, with long legs and straight legs, is pressing towards Yan baozi. Where can Yan baozi's small body bear him?

Seeing that he was about to fall, Master Chu quickly grabbed her into his arms and used his body as a meat pad for her.

Bang!

A muffled sound.

Yan baozi's hands still cling to the bathrobe on Master Chu's chest, and he opens his eyes tremblingly