"Mm-hmm!"

What makes Ning Xiaolei silly is that he is just a joke, but the poetic charm is serious. He pours into his arms and hugs him.

Ning Xiaolei is petrified in an instant. Zhang Shoushou doesn't know where to put it.

It's over. It's like a big deal.

Ning Xiaolei's head is two big. He has nothing to die for. He knows that the rhyme of poetry means a little bit to him, but he still laughs. Isn't that exciting.

Now that we are in this situation, how should we end up.

Yes, I'm afraid Lin Yumeng won't, and there's still a problem with Ling Xiaoxiao.

If you don't agree, you will be sad.

What should we do?

Ning Xiaolei frowns bitterly, unaware that what happened at the moment has been shown to Lin Yumeng and Ling Xiaoxiao by ling'er.

In the air in front of the two women, a water mirror emerges. The picture on it is the same as that of Ning Xiaolei and Shiyun.

Lin Yumeng a face is mad, gnash teeth way: "this damned fool, have nothing to do with trifles, I knew that he ran out certainly not good."

"I think it's a good thing. Isn't it more lively to have more people?"

Different from Lin Yumeng, Ling Xiaoxiao is heartless.

Lin Yumeng has no language to stare Ling Xiaoxiao one eye, lazy to talk with her.

Ning Xiaoyue is also not far away, speechless way: "rain lemon sister, I didn't remind you last time, brother that fool take Millennium elixir to poetry."

"I didn't think so much about it at that time. This fool, I can't do it. When I see him again, I have to give him a good lesson."

Lin Yumeng is very angry, but now he can't get out without Ning Xiaolei's consent.

Don't tell me. I can't even get the notice.

The outside world, tangled for a long time, Ning Xiaolei mouth gently patted the shoulder of poetry, embarrassed: "poetry beauty, I......"

"You don't have to say that my poetic words are true. I only recognize you as a man in this life."

Without waiting for Ning Xiaolei to speak, the poetic rhyme will be interrupted first.

Ning Xiaolei's blood almost gushes out. My sister, what I want to say is not this!

"No, poetic charm, I..."

"You want to talk about the two things in your family. I know. We practitioners are different from ordinary people. I don't care about them."

"I..."

Ning Xiaolei knew that he couldn't explain it clearly, but he didn't feel the poetic charm in his arms and showed a sly smile.

Just now, the rhyme of the poem was either incomprehensible or deliberately interrupted Ning Xiaolei.

"Hum, how can I escape from the palm of my hand if I recognize the poetic charm."

Poetic heart secretly proud, very happy.

All the way, she didn't know when to leave Ning Xiaolei in her heart.

But she knows the difficulty between them is not small, today just caught this opportunity, at least let Ning Xiaolei accept first.

As for Lin Yumeng and Ling Xiaoxiao, poetic charm is sure to persuade them.

After pondering for a long time, Ning Xiaolei said: "poetic charm, I..."

"Xiao Lei, just call me yun'er!"

"Well, yun'er, you know my situation. You have to go back and talk to Yu Meng about this, otherwise I feel sorry for her."

Ning Xiaolei has a sense of shame in his eyes. Lin Yumeng is generous, but he can't use it as an excuse for his laissez faire.

He felt that he had to confess to Lin Yumeng in order to accept the poetic charm.

From the heart, of course, he wants to accept the poetic rhyme, which is very good in any way.

Everyone loves beauty, and Ning Xiaolei can't escape this bondage.

But he has a principle in his heart, and will never carry Lin Yumeng on his back.

"Well, I understand you. I just want to see her, but besides her, there should be another girl."

The poetic rhyme looks at Ning Xiaolei with a smile, which means something.