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Xie Xiaoyu paused for a while, and said softly: ”Then … You have to be careful, don't... In case … ”I …” Her voice was clearly trembling, making it seem very malicious …

Even though he was afraid, he didn't seem to be speaking the same words. But Lingyun understood, ”Don't worry, little fool, those few vegetables can't do anything to me.”

As he spoke, he gently embraced Xie Xiaoyu in her arms. Xie Xiaoyu had just passed through a storm and her body was already weak and powerless.

In his arms, a mist rose from his eyes, as if he was about to cry.

”Don't... Don't... ”No price!” Ling Yun immediately stopped her. He was not afraid of what happened to Xie Xiaoyu, but was afraid that she would cry. Once she cried, Ling Yun did not know what to do …

It was done, ”What are you doing? I'll be back soon, so don't worry about me. ”

As he spoke, he tried to agitate Xie Xiaoyu again, and was even constantly tickling her ear …

Xie Xiaoyu unconsciously dodged, and finally couldn't hold back a ”puchi” laughter. ”What are you doing … You... I hate it! ”

Ling Yun secretly sighed. Originally, he had planned to play with Xie Xiaoyu and have them meet that bunch of grandsons again, so that they would wait a little longer and have them set up camp …

Furthermore, from the looks of it, Xie Xiaoyu would not be able to accomplish anything now.

There was no helping it, they could only give it to them.

Ling Yun once again reached out his hands and picked Xie Xiaoyu up by the waist.

”Huh?” Xie Xiaoyu cried in alarm, ”You … You still want more? ”I've already …”

Lingyun did not answer, but carried her to the bedside and laid her gently on the bed, ”You're tired. Rest for a while. When I come back, we'll go have supper together.”

”

The customers were so busy that they even forgot to eat. Seriously …

After exiting the elevator, he turned left to head to room 701.

Lingyun walked slowly, his eyes were sleepy and he was still dressed like before, with a T-shirt, shorts, and slippers on his body.

How did he look like he was going to meet a guest?

Oh, no. Even if he knew that the other person had ill intentions and that meeting him would cause some unpleasantness, his appearance didn't seem like he was going to fight! His appearance...

He had been holding back his anger for a long time. He wanted to beat you up, but he just went off in a suit that made him look like he was going to take a bath. What was this all about?

But Lingyun did not feel that there was anything wrong with dressing up like this. He walked quite arrogantly, as if he was dressed up for a ball.

Finally, the sluggish Lingyun arrived at the door of room 701.

Well, there were about six people in the house.

Lingyun did not open the door, but for some reason, his senses told him the situation in the room. This is the power of the Yellow Dragon, oh no, my power?

Lingyun opened the door and walked in. He didn't want to be happy as soon as he entered the door.