Xu Mo looked at Gu Qingmang's tears with a face of muddle, as if he were acting. He would cry when he said that, and he would cry without affectation. He even cried even when he was crying A little bit good?

Well, is he crazy? Can he say that Gu Qingmang is good-looking?

It could be an illusion Xu Muru comforted himself.

Reach out to touch his forehead, light mouth: "are you because take care of me did not eat just make stomach ache?"

Qingmang didn't tangle on the previous topic for too long. Anyway, the entanglement has no result. It's better to ask some other things.

Green mans heard him smile, some more want to get angry, did not resist directly stretched out his hand to pinch on his arm, is to relieve gas.

"Oh." Lu yanmu chuckled, but his mood was a little happy. He swept away the pale before and seemed to recover a lot.

Although she said no matter what she said, Lu yanmu really had something to say. She would probably cut people directly.

"I tell you, if you make me angry again, I don't care whether you are dead or alive." Green mans block a breath, the tone of speech is not good.

It's not enough to toss him about at ordinary times. Is it difficult for him to feel that the more he is abused, the more he loves? How can there be such a person?

Green mans simply want to hit people, dare to let her angry, but also happy? Is he still prone to abuse?

Lu yanmu chuckled and said, "I'm glad you can say that."

If it was a previous life, she might still be able to show indifference, but now, can she ignore it? To be able to do this, her conscience must have been eaten by the dog.

"Can I not worry?" Green mans affirmed his words, and there was a little anger in his words.

Lu yanmu slowed down for a moment. After the pain subsided, he said, "green Mans, are you worried?"

After Xu Mo left, it was quiet for a while, and the atmosphere was a little subtle and somewhat depressing.

"Well." Lu yanmu answered, and Xu Mo quickly left the place.

Lu yanmu gave Xu Mo a faint look. Xu Mo was confused at first. Then he reacted and stood up. "Well, look at the third brother first. I'll ask the kitchen to make some millet porridge for the third brother. If the stomach is not good, millet porridge is better."

He looks as if he has no problem at all, but his organs can't withstand his consumption. Sooner or later, there will be an accident, and the cancer of his stomach is one of the main reasons.

If you don't let Lu yanmu know about her worries at this time, he will surely overdraft his body at will the next time, just like those who have nothing to do.

On the one hand, in line with the idea of making a whole set of plays and making him have a long memory, Qing mang pulls away from his palm. "This sentence doesn't work for me. I don't believe it. How do you say it, you certainly don't think so. I have already guessed your mind."

Big palm gently grasps her hand, comforts a sentence: "I'm fine, you don't worry too much."

Qingmang said such a call, but Lu yanmu didn't know what to say. When her tears came down, her heart was instantly melted, where there were other thoughts.

Lu yanmu paused for a moment. "No, it's none of your business."

Lu yanmu directly denied what Qingmang said, indicating that it had nothing to do with Qingmang.

Qingmang knew that he said so, but in his heart he knew it was related to her. Lu yanmu denied that, but he didn't want her to be burdened. How can this person make her more and more soft hearted?