Chapter 238

Bad is bad, the palace night was an to Mo was angry, completely forget to cover his face.

At last, it was recognized, and someone called out, "night! It's night

One word stirred as like as two peas, and all the attention was on the palace night.

"It's him. It's him. He'll come to this little fried chicken shop at night."

"Who is the girl next to him, his girlfriend? Did you fall in love at night

"Ah, night, such a god like a banished immortal, can't have any ordinary people who are worthy of him."

"But to be honest, the girl is pretty. It seems to be a good match to stand with night."

With the public discussion, many people take out their mobile phones to take photos, and also take out the pen and paper to sign, in short, have surrounded.

"Damn it The palace Night Low curse a, pulled to pull own hat brim, but had already been recognized by the person, so didn't use at all.

An Yi Mo is more urgent, "don't you know to dress up a little when you come out?"

"..." how can he dress up!

There's no time to think about anything else. Gong MINGYE puts down his plate and takes advantage of the fact that the people around him haven't completely surrounded him. He quickly pulls an Yimo's hand to break through the heavy encirclement and runs away.

Everyone hasn't reacted yet. They have already run out of the fried chicken shop.

Gong Ming night has been pulling an Yimo out of two streets before it stops.

Gong Ming's night didn't matter. An Yimo was very tired. He held his waist and gasped, "Why are you running so fast? Think I have your long legs and can run as fast as you? "

"If I hadn't taken care of you, I would have run as slowly as a tortoise?"

"You An Yimo feels that sooner or later she will be angry to death. She thinks it's quick. He will say it's like a tortoise!

But it's true that, as he said, his face is not red at all, and he is out of breath, just like walking in a leisurely court.

It's not fair!

"Do some physical training, and you won't be so weak as to explode?" The secluded path of the palace night.

"You say I'm so weak!" An Yimo's pupil stares at the boss.

"Otherwise." Gong MINGYE didn't put her anger under his eyes at all. He rubbed her head with a bad smile and cried, "an Yimo!"

"Ah?" I don't know what happened. She was scared when he called her full name.

"Didn't you just say you wanted to explain? Now I want to hear it. Explain it to me

"Ah?"

Looking at her silly appearance, Gong MINGYE couldn't help knocking a chestnut on her head, "I want you to explain."

An Yi Mo seems to be hit to open an orifices, suddenly way, "Oh."

"I'm asking you to explain, not to say something!" Gong MINGYE tries to resist the desire to knock him again.

An Yimo quickly raised his hand to cover his forehead, slowed down his breathing, and then said rather wrongly, "don't knock, my head is a little anoxic now, in a mess, you let me think about how to explain."

"When have you never been out of your mind? It's all paste The palace night poison tongue way.

"Where is it?"

"Right now, I can't even explain it. Who is the person who just vowed that he can explain?" At this point, the palace night suddenly bent down, seriously staring at an Yimo's look, "an Yimo, you're not going to make up an explanation for me, so you can't think enough."

"No

"I don't care if you make it up or not. Now I want to think of a satisfactory explanation, as long as it's good enough to hear, pleasant enough to hear, and good enough to make me feel good."