Shui Anluo looks at the judges sitting in the first row below for a moment. In the middle is Lawrence.

"My master said that in this world, the value of the dead is much higher than that of the living, because the dead can tell us a lot about death. It's not that when people die, it's meaningless. Their research is more meaningful and can help us verify the boundary between life and death to a greater extent."

Lawrence was obviously excited.

"But the dead are dead after all. It's impossible to study the ability of bringing the dead back to life from the dead." Water Anluo this words, is Chu muddy wing to her say, she don't know what meaning, Chu muddy wing just said, then you say this sentence.

Sure enough, after she finished, she saw the excited Lawrence and his shaking hands.

"Who is your master?" Lawrence finally spoke, hoarse.

Janice was afraid that Shui Anluo couldn't understand and explained it for her.

Sure enough, he went to his master.

Shui Anluo pressed his hands on the table, slightly hooked his lips, a bit lazy with Chui wings. "So, Mr. Lawrence, you are trying so hard to hold the competition for my master, aren't you?"

Lawrence seemed to be upset because he was told what he was thinking.

She said Chinese, while the translation listen to this sentence is not the content of the game, so I don't know whether to translate for a while.

Shui Anluo crossed the table and approached him slowly. "You have saved my husband's life. You are my benefactor. If you have something to say, I will not refuse. But why do you choose such a way to perform such a good play with your eldest son?"

"What are you talking about?" Lawrence was angry, and though her voice was small, it was also a slander to him.

"Nothing." Shui Anluo spoke faintly, then turned back and waited for their judges to announce the results.

Chu muddy wing always calm sitting, big hand on the back of small vegetable bag gently patted.

Today, xiaocaibao is wearing the same clothes as his father. He has small black trousers and black shoes. He has a small white shirt inside and a small black coat outside. He is a very handsome boy, no doubt like his father.

Although xiaocaibao hates bumping into daddy's shirt, it's not bad to look at it like this.

Naturally, this kind of dress up is opposed by Chu Yuyi. Xiaocaibao is a complete replica of him. When he can't restrain himself, he shows all his shortcomings. Therefore, he is extremely reluctant. Everything about his youngest son is the same as himself. What he should live is his own life.

But Shui Anluo doesn't like it. She has to say something with her ability of breaking psychology so that they can get closer.

"Mummy, bang bang." Xiaocaibao said suddenly.

Chu muddy wing looked down at his son: "can you understand?"

"I don't understand!"

Chu Yu Yi

Shit, this son is enough.

Can't understand your name?

Medical competition, a very rigorous competition, but still from time to time some women cast their eyes on them.

Shui Anluo looks at it on the stage and thinks to himself that it's a call for bees.

Chu muddy wing raised his head, is to her with angry eyes, Chu is always innocent.

Chu Ni Yi: charm can't be stopped, blame me for nagging?

Shuianluo: neuropathy!

Chu muddy wing: not only me, your son is the same, this is called a big neuropathy, gave birth to a small neuropathy.

Shui an Luo

Well, this eye contact, Shui Anluo admitted his defeat.

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