Chapter 2108

Shen Yanxiao is walking with Fengling. Suddenly, a strong breath comes to his face. The cells of Fengling are tense.

This feeling is familiar to her. At the last party

When Feng Ling was nervous, the tall figure of the night fork appeared and walked around the corner, just facing Shen Yanxiao.

The cold eyes of the nocturnal fork sweep through Shen Yanxiao.

Feng Ling's heart mentioned the voice.

"Back?" Suddenly, the fork spoke. Although it was cold, it said something

How to listen to all feel full of warm taste.

Feng Ling thinks she must be crazy.

"Well." Shen Yanxiao nodded. Normally, he never smiles and sticks to the principle that silence is golden. But not long ago, because Shen Yanxiao was speechless every time he saw the cold expression of the night fork, he was asked to say hello.

Then

It's what it is now.

It's no different to say "I've come back" with a paralyzed face and say "I killed you".

But great progress has been made.

"I'm busy." Three words is the limit of the night fork.

"Good."

After that, the father of the dead who was crazily dragging the cool hanging and exploding the sky left with great arrogance. From the beginning to the end, his eyes did not stay on Fengling for half a second.

Seeing the fork go, Shen Yanxiao is going to take Fengling to his room.

But

"Boss..." Feng Ling's expression became extremely tangled, the original facial paralysis face had already collapsed.

On the cold to the end of the temperament, Fengling is at best a small iceberg, and the night fork and repair, is simply the Antarctic and the Arctic!

The degree of coldness is obvious.

"What's the matter?" Shen Yanxiao tilts his head and doesn't realize that Fengling has been scared to be silly by the ancestor of the dead, "such as the affinity of muchunfeng".

"My lord..." That's their ancestor of the dead, right?

It's not that he's dazzled.

Shen Yanxiao looked at Feng Ling's dying expression and thought that the little guy was scared by the cold face of the night fork. She calmly patted Feng Ling on the shoulder and said, "he didn't mean anything."

Feng Ling wants to cry. Of course, he can see that the ancestor of the dead has no malice. His attitude just now can be called gentle, OK?

He just felt that this kind of "gentleness" was not harmonious in the ancestor of the dead.

"Well, you just follow me. Don't run around. He won't do anything to you." Shen Yanxiao said with a smile.

Fengling felt that he was not worried about what the ancestor of the dead had done to him, because from the beginning to the end, the ancestor of the dead didn't even give him a little.

Completely ignored the good!

With the tangled mind of "my Lord is not comfortable today", Fengling is in a trance and is taken to the room by Shen Yanxiao.

Zhu Que and Taotie, who are lying on the bed of Shen Yanxiao, suddenly hear the sound of opening the door. They kneel on the soft bed and look at the door with two pairs of water smart eyes.

Shen Yanxiao entered with a smile on his face.

"Welcome back, master!" Duet of cute sound!

Shen Yan and Xiao Leng.

Fengling standing behind Shen Yanxiao is petrified completely

Master Everyone

This

Feng Ling stared at Shen Yanxiao's back and became more and more frightened.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw two cute little Zhengtai kneeling on the bed and shouting to Shen Yanxiao for master. This picture

What a whore!!

Feng Ling's heart suddenly gave birth to a rush to retreat