Chapter 204

Langsheng didn't reply and walked to the sofa with honey water. Picked up the drunken An Ling and scooped a spoonful of honey water with a spoon.

"Well, I don't drink! Where's my son... Call my son. " An Ling Mingming used to be very clever. Now she is drunk and plays a child's temper.

I'm looking for my son. I don't have any adult airs at all.

I don't know when the two buttons on the collar were untied, the snow-white skin was exposed, and the clavicle was also very beautiful.

Langsheng couldn't help but hesitated to ask Quan Yi to take a bath in the room.

Suddenly, the waist was suddenly hugged and a head stuck up. Like a koala holding a tree, his hair is stuck on his face, and his delicate lips open slightly after drinking.

Well, she can't fight her.

Langsheng took it, pulled her off her and crept into Quan Yi's room.

The sound of running water has stopped, and there is a small sound inside. Is it coming out soon?

At the door of this room, you can just see the sofa. An Ling hangs on the sofa with a small red face and a proud face.

A drunken woman... It's terrible.

Quan Yi came out of the bathroom and wore a pair of pajamas. His upper body was not covered.

"What are you doing here?" Quan Yi just went out and saw Langsheng sitting on the bed. His face seemed a little helpless.

Langsheng saw Quan Yi as if he saw the Savior and told him all about an Ling's drunkenness.

"If she doesn't drink honey water, don't give it to her. I don't have a headache in the morning." Quan Yi had taken a bath and relaxed a lot. When he heard the name an Ling, his face became worse again.

She is kneeling for the mother and son. She has a big brain for an outsider.

Finally, Quan Yi was pulled aside, and an Ling drank honey water obediently.

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Langsheng got up early today. Before Quan Yi woke up, she got out of bed first.

The sound of Zizi outside the room was not loud, and a faint fragrance floated into the room.

It was a beautiful and thin figure with hair tied into a horsetail and wearing a pink apron. From the back, you can still know that he was wearing a professional black-and-white dress.

She approached, an Ling didn't find her.

Fry the three eggs, carefully place them on three white plates, and then stop, as if thinking about what to do.

"Aunt Ann." Langsheng couldn't see any more and made a noise.

The contemplative An Ling was frightened and turned her head in a panic.

An Ling's face is the same as Quan Yi's, cold, arrogant, like an iceberg beauty. Indifferent eyes, no expression, no charm.

It's totally different from getting drunk last night!

Is there two people? It's changed too much.

"Aunt an..." Langsheng was about to speak, but when he received an Ling's cold eyes, he immediately responded: "sister an."

An Ling's expression softened and stood in place at a loss.

"I'll do the rest." Langsheng smiled faintly and found a bottle of chocolate milk from the refrigerator.

An Ling saw her skilled movements and withdrew from the kitchen.

Although Langsheng used to kill people in addition to taking tasks, she has a great talent for cooking.

An hour later, Quan Yi also came out. There were three dishes on the table.

Fried golden eggs and plain waffles, chocolate milk in the upper right corner.

It looks good and exquisite.

Langsheng's clothes were stained with flour and his hands were sticky with sugar. There was no way. This was the first time.

When he came out of the kitchen, he saw Quan Yi wearing a good coat. It seemed that he was going to attend some exhibition. He had a neat suit.