In this regard, Luo Yurou and Guo Meimei's two daughters are together, biting each other's ears and whispering.

Just listen, Guo Meimei asked in a low voice at this time: "Yurou, do you still not intend to tell him that at this time? That's not good... "

Needless to say, the "he" mentioned by Guo Meimei at this time definitely refers to Zhang Xiaofan. There is no doubt that there will be no other person besides him.

In this regard, Luo Yurou is gently shaking her head, she sighed sadly, said.

"Even if I tell him everything at this time, what's the use? It's done. "

"In the face of that kind of thing, he certainly can't help. On the contrary, he may put his own life into it."

"Maybe, this is the punishment God gave me, and it's also a disaster I can't escape..."

Speaking of this, Luo Yurou's eyebrows slightly frowned, and her delicate oval face was full of deep sadness and melancholy.

Although, Guo Meimei also wants to say something at this time.

But the words to the mouth is like a lump in the throat, after everything is anyway can't say.

At this time, their two daughters all happened to look at Zhang Xiaofan, for fear that the whispers between them would be heard by Zhang Xiaofan again.

However, Luo Yurou and Guo Meimei did not notice the situation on their side when they saw Zhang Xiaofan looking at his nose and his heart.

"This guy, really, no matter where he goes, he always looks like a bull and a big gesture."

"Well, I don't know what's good about him?"

"He's just a country bumpkin who hasn't seen much of the world..."

See Zhang Xiaofan like this, Guo Meimei heart is also quite air bag, her shell teeth clench lower lip, discontented murmur, way.

In this regard, Luo Yurou is on the side of gently patted her little hand, face is not smile squeeze smile, way.

"Okay... Okay..."

"Meimei, don't whine here. You're full of complaints."

"It's not the first day we met Zhang Xiaofan. We've known each other for so many years. You and I have been familiar with his character for a long time."

After that, Luo Yurou once again focuses on Zhang Xiaofan. There is a trace of guilt and joy in her beautiful eyes. Of course, more is the deep attachment.

However, Luo Yurou did not choose to reveal all this to Zhang Xiaofan. Instead, she hid it deeply in her heart and did not intend to reveal half a word.

In this way, the boat went on for about a quarter of an hour.

The HUAFA old man was still standing at the stern of the boat as before, with his left right arm, supporting the penny and rowing.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but ask, driven by curiosity.

"Old man, where is your boat going?"

"And what do you mean by the great war you mentioned earlier? Who's fighting with whom? "

In the face of Guo Meimei's inquiry, the old man with Chinese hair, as before, still keeps holding on to the pole, but the voice of the old man is coming