Bo Yin curled her lips and smiled: "Understood, ma'am."
The word "madam" made Louluo glance at him, and stopped his fingers: "You..."
Before Lou Luo could speak, Bo Yin cut off her words: "Madam, do you want to start messing around and end up giving up?"
Knowing what he was talking about, Lou Luo withdrew his hand and smiled slightly: "Is this how you use it?"
Bo Yin hooked her slightly messy long hair: "Aren't I your little milk dog, the owner threw the little milk dog at home when he got up, what is it?"
The man spoke casually, but Lou Luo paused: "How much have you heard?"
"Tell you to be careful with me." Bo Yin took her hand and stuffed it into the windbreaker: "I have heard everything that should be heard."
Lou Luo glanced sideways: "They have no malicious intentions."
"I understand." Bo Yin's voice was very light: "They all care about you, good friend."
Lou Luo smiled, reached out and patted his head: "You are more mature than I imagined."
"So don't just watch the videos of other male gods." Bo Yin smiled lightly: "There won't be someone like me."
Lou Luo didn't expect the topic to come up to this point. After talking like this, she discovered that "little milk dog" also has a desire for monopoly.
"Where's your milk?" Lou Luo looked at him as he naturally walked in the outermost position, his face under the streetlights became more and more dignified and handsome.
Bo Yin smiled: "I listen to you, since you left this morning, I have been at home and haven't gone anywhere."
"No need to work?" Lou Luo looked at him.
Bo Yin said in a lazy voice, "I'm going to take you to see my daughter, you can come back to do work and so on."
Lou Luo paused for a moment, then stood in the darkness and looked at him: "Do you really have a daughter?"
"Really." Bo Yin, who was wearing a windbreaker, reached out and hugged Lou Luo in her arms: "She used to like to argue with me very much, and she didn't listen to me."
Lou Luo sniffed the pleasant scent of the young man, and his thoughts seemed to be a little chaotic.
What woke her up were the bats prowling back and forth under the street lamps.
It seemed that the bats had been following them since just now.
Bo Yin followed her gaze to look over, and then, a hint of red flashed through her eyes as if quickly!
The bats disappeared into the night immediately as if they had received some order.
Bo Yin withdrew his gaze, knowing the consultant: "What?"
"It's nothing, I should have thought too much." Lou Luo looked at him sideways: "I'm hungry, what do I want to eat later?"
Bo Yin didn't seem to care, "It's all fine."
Lou Luo pressed the key and opened the car door: "Pick the same."
"You." He was already holding her hand, but now he lowered his figure, his breath hit her ear, and his slender fingers pointedly scratched the marks on her neck: " want to eat you."
It's not that there is no resistance, it seems that this person has the ability to make people lose their thinking.
This is probably what Se Lingjun grants.
That night, Lou Luo also experienced the benefits of a young body that people said, but the price he had to pay was that he had to wear a turtleneck sweater the next day.
And the slight soreness in the waist.
He doesn't seem to like sunlight very much.
When the building fell, the curtains were not drawn.
Just a little bit, because he always thinks about his daughter.
So I am a little concerned about Milan's recent games.
So during the lunch break, Lou Luo couldn't help clicking on the link sent to her by the fortune teller.
It was a video about an eSports competition...