Lingyun West Mou color suddenly heavy, dignified incomparably.

"Of course Take my brothers Go home

Ling Bufan sighed with a heavy sigh: "the children of my Ling family are all bloody men! I have the same feelings in my bones! Do not give up brothers and brothers, is our lingjiajun commitment!! At the beginning of the first World War, how many brothers were buried in a foreign land forever, their souls returned to different places! If it was you Do you want to take your brother home? "

"Dad, do you mean that the elder brother has gone to the Crusade and wants to take the dead souls of the 100000 soldiers home?"

Ling Bufan drooped his eyes and stood for a long time before spitting out eight words.

"Revenge, brother, go home!"

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West Cross Hospital.

Ling Luoyu sits quietly in front of the window, his hands around his arms and his eyes fixed on his desk.

There is a letter from Shu Xiyan to Ling Yunfeng.

She combed the details of the whole thing carefully in her mind.

If it is an ordinary letter, lingyunfeng doesn't need to burn it.

When he destroyed the letter, he must be afraid that someone would follow suit and know something!

What is father afraid of?

He's afraid who knows the content of this letter?!

"Young master..." The shadow made a slight knock at the door.

Ling Luoyu received the letter: "come in!"

"Young master, young master Feng has submitted a letter of worship. Do you want to see the third young master?"

"What is it?"

Ling Luoyu is like eating a fly. He is shocked and can't close his mouth.

"What kind of wind is that, fatso?"

She and Feng Chenglin know each other these years, this product can never be said.

This Ya into her Ling Fu people, like their own family, has always been unrestrained, unscrupulous.

How can I send you a letter of worship!

"Where is he?"

"At the gate of the mansion, waiting for the young master to reply!"

Ling Luoyu took over the invitation. His handwriting was neat and his speech was strict and sincere.

Chinese characters are the handwriting of Feng Pang.

But the logic of speech is like a different person.

Ling Luoyu fell down, evil spirit hook lips: "let him in!"

She wants to see what kind of evil spirit the dead fat man has been holding back for so many days!

Not long after Xiaoying quit, she led the wind fat man to come quickly.

Not close, he burst out laughing: "three little, have days not seen, always good?"

Ling Luoyu:

Is fengpang poisoned?!

Brain circuits are totally different from before!

In the past, the first sentence should be: "shit! San Shao, you are free enough these days. I'm tired to be a dog! "

"Fat man, did you take the wrong medicine? How can you be so polite? A room full of sour smell

"San Shao, how can you say that!? Don't you want me to be mature and steady, brother? "

Feng Chenglin's legs stand side by side, slightly Qing body forward, smile's arrived at an invitation.

"The tenth day of next month is a good day for me, brother. I'd like to invite brother Ling and his family to dinner at that time..."

Ling Luoyu:

This behavior of the fat man is more like sending an ordinary invitation to reclaim the money as a routine, rather than an invitation between brothers.

Ling Luoyu side head sign small shadow to accept the invitation, sit down leisurely.

"Fat man, congratulations..."

"That Brother Ling, you see I'm going to get married. You're always fat and fat. It's indecent Why don't you call me brother Chenglin? "

Ling Luoyu's eyes and heart sank, and then she laughed.

"Yes, no problem!"

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