Shanhai Inn

Mr. Lu's idea is actually very simple.

In his opinion, teaching cubs to practice is usually the job of parents. Since he is now in charge of this matter, Lu Zhuo can naturally be counted as his cub.

Full marks for logic.

And it makes sense.

But Lu Fengshi naturally wouldn't tell Su Dai these things, he looked forward and said, "Lu Zhuo, let's go."

Lu Fengshi stayed with the cub in the orphanage for a day today. Lu Zhuo was a little embarrassed at first, feeling that he was taking up Mr. Lu's time and didn't want him to wait any longer, so even though he was very reluctant, he said goodbye to everyone and left.

The cub ran over with the pink bunny in his arms, his eyes sparkling under the rendering of his mood: "Mr. Lu, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

"No." Lu Fengshi looked down at him, "Don't always say sorry to me in the future."

Lu Zhuo was taken aback, but quickly realized, and smiled at him with crooked eyebrows: "Okay."

Still that obedient, cute and cute little cub.

Lu Fengshi was very concerned: "You want to take the rabbit back?"

The cub hummed: "My bedroom is too monotonous, I can decorate it by bringing the bunny home, and the bunny is very cute, isn't it?"

As he spoke, he held the rabbit and shook it in front of Lu Fengshi a few times.

This is a good thing.

It means that the cub finally has a sense of belonging to Shanhai Inn.

When Lin Xin found out, she might be moved to the point of crying.

Lu Fengshi looked at the cub shaking the rabbit in front of him, turned around and walked towards the parking lot, his voice sounded as he turned around, melting into the surroundings gently.

"Not as cute as you."

Lu Zhuo hugged the little pink rabbit, and his face blushed again in the not sweltering night.

It was about 09:30 when we returned to the inn.

The blind date meeting ended an hour ago, and all the guests left, only Lin Xin and the others were still demolishing the layout on the first floor.

Lu Zhuo went to dismantle it together with them, and Lu Fengshi also helped out, and it didn't take long for the dismantling to be completed.

The cub hugged the pink rabbit, said good night to them sweetly, and went upstairs with Lu Fengshi one after the other under the increasingly subtle gazes of the people behind him.

The night outside the window is getting darker, the voices of people in the distance also fade away, the city is enveloped by the gentle moonlight, and gradually returns to silence.

Good night, inn.

Good night, city.

Good night my love.

**

The night passed and it was still sunny.

Lu Zhuo woke up from the little cats' sticking around, and went downstairs full of energy.

It has not been open for two consecutive days, and the downstairs is full of customers. From the corner of the eye, I caught a glimpse of the cub, and immediately looked over in unison.

Cub!

Lu Zhuo had seen such scenes a lot, and he was no longer as scared and cautious as when he first came to the inn. Not only did he not back away, but he also said good morning to them softly.

After the cub finished speaking, he entered the cubicle, leaving behind a group of cute monsters who were secretly covering their chests.

Whose cub is this? It's too cute.

I really want to go over and rub it.

[Looking forward to rubbing hands].jpg

cubicle.

Lu Zhuo watered the small potted plants on the table, and started his work schedule full of energy.

He clicked into the forum, and he heard a meow as soon as the page was loaded, but it was not a news reminder from the store, but a hot push from the forum.

"Lin Youwei reported her safety in the early morning live broadcast, her face was intact to defeat the rumors, see inside for details—"

Lu Yan opened the post, which contained a screen recording of the live broadcast of the press conference. The video did not have a filter, and the video was so high-definition that even the birthmark the size of a grain of rice on the assistant's face could be seen clearly. Lin Youwei was sitting next to her, her face was fair and smooth, without A little blemish.

Lin Youwei's Weibo page was attached to the post. Lu Yan clicked on it and saw that the number of comments had exceeded [-].

: Lin Lin is fine, it’s just a matter of time, the period of no news really scared me to death.

: We can rest assured knowing that you are fine!Be sure to pay attention to safety when recording programs in the future!

: Should the person who spread the rumor that my face was seriously disfigured should come out and apologize?He also said that he works in a hospital, can he not discredit the medical staff?

: I did see it before... The injury on her face was so severe that her bones could be seen. Could it be that she went for plastic surgery during the time she disappeared?

: Do you think the human face is made of plasticine?It will take several days to repair and repair the scratched skin on the hand. How can the deep-visible bone injury like you mentioned heal so quickly?If there is such a miracle doctor, please introduce me to him.

: I want it too, please let me know if you have any trouble.

There are joys and doubts in the comments, and there are even suspicions that Lin Youwei and the program group hyped it, but generally speaking, the content is mostly good-hearted.

Lu Yan cut out of Weibo, clicked on the video and watched it again, his eyes stopped on Lin Youwei's flawless face, he was surprised.

Such a hideous wound, it has only been more than three days, and it has recovered to this level.

Is the technology and repair ability of modern cosmetic medicine so powerful?

The more Lu Zhuo thought about it, the more unscientific he felt, and couldn't help sending a message to Yin Hua.

Classmate Xiaolu never cooed: Doctor Yin, is Ms. Lin's face already healed?

Century-old painted skin artist: What is the name Doctor Yin? It’s so unfamiliar, come on, Xiaolu is called sister.

Lu Zhuo felt that he could imagine Yinghua's tone when he said these three words.

A beautiful sister with a variety of styles, she likes to tease cute little cubs.

The cub shook its tail shyly, and finally replied Miss Xiaoyin.

Although not as close as my sister, but I can barely accept it.

Century-old painted skin artist: Of course it’s not good, how can it be so fast, it’s just a little cover-up, you know Asian makeup, and you have to take care of it later.

Lu Zhuo doesn't know much about this area, but I also heard from female students in the class that the current makeup skills are amazing.

The cub put aside the doubts in his heart for the time being, and replied with a [猫猫抱爹].jpg, and the beautiful sister over there was obviously a fan of emojis, and quickly sent an emoji of holding paws.

The cub thought it was cute, clicked save, and immediately forwarded it to Lu Fengshi.

Such a fluffy and cute expression pack, Mr. Lu should like it very much, right?

Thinking of this, the cub couldn't help wagging its tail again.

A little happy.

Hey hey hey.

……

What Lu Zhuo didn't know was that Yinhua also felt that Lin Youwei's repair speed was a bit unscientific.

After replying to Lu Zhuo's message, she went out to find Lin Xin, and the first thing she said when she entered was: "What is Xiaolu's true identity?"

Lin Xin: "..."

This question is too difficult, I will not.

Daoist Xiao Lin shook his head honestly.

Yin Hua looked at him suspiciously: "Is there anything else in this inn that you don't know?"

That's too much.

I don't know what kind of feelings Mr. Lu has for Xiaolu.

I don't know when Lu Wu and Gu Jiuzhang will be able to leave the order.

He didn't even know where his family's private money was hidden.

"You look up to me too much."

Lin Xin frowned, and told Yin Hua about Lu Zhuo's situation: "Why did you suddenly ask this?"

"Because of Lin Youwei." Yin Hua opened Lin Youwei's live video for Lin Xin to watch, "Although the operation went well, judging from past experience and Lin Youwei's own cultivation, it will take one person to heal her injury like this." month, but it's only the fourth day."

"I replayed the operation that day, and the materials, instruments and procedures used are the same as before. The only variable is the path."

Lin Xin quickly understood what he meant: "Are you guessing...Xiaolu's hand-touching improved the effect of the material, and even because he was outside the door during the operation, it also accelerated the healing of Lin Youwei's wound?"

Yin Hua corrected him: "It's not a guess, it's my affirmation."

In other words, apart from suppressing evil spirits, the cub also has the ability to heal.

No wonder Lin Xin always felt comfortable staying with Lu Zhuo.

What exactly is the species of Xiaolu?

Impression looked at Lin Xin: "Knowing this, do you have any thoughts now?"

Daoist Xiaolin shook his head honestly again.

In his impression, the only monsters that can suppress evil and heal at the same time are Bai Ze and Qilin, but their abilities are more foreknowledge, and these two aspects seem to be slightly inferior to Lu Zhuo.

At least Lu Zhuo can suppress Zhulong's evil spirit, but they can't.

The evil spirit suppressing ability is better than Qilin and Bai Ze, the head of auspicious beasts... What could it be?

Lin Xin couldn't figure it out.

I really want to know.

He felt as if he was watching an unfinished suspense drama, and it was okay if he didn't want to. When he thought about it, he felt like being scratched by a kitten's paw, and he was very anxious.

Ah, it hurts.

Lin Xin sighed and looked at Yin Hua, but she didn't get the approval and comfort from the beautiful sister, only got a disgusted look.

"I thought you knew, but you're also a poor student."

Yin Hua came to look for Lin Xin originally because he wanted to get an answer, but now there was no result, and he didn't want to waste time, so he turned around and left after he had finished talking to the Taoist priest, his back was crisp and neat, as usual.

Daoist Xiao Lin who was innocently bullied: "..."

No.

I don't know and I don't like it.

If you have something to say, why don't you hate me.

[Life is not easy, Taoist sighs].jpg

……

These cubs don't know, the cubs just want to do a good job.

After closing the message box of Heyinhua, Lu Zhuo clicked into the forum again. This time, he didn't try to read the posts again, and directly opened the background page of the inn's shop.

As soon as the page loaded, I heard a meow.

Open it again to the familiar plush rabbit head.

[Let's see who dares to eat rabbits]: I'm here again, baby, is the one I bought before still in stock?

Same start as last time.

Lu Zhuo was shocked.

Didn't you just buy [-] copies a few days ago, and it's already used up?

And it is true that Potato Xingxing is out of stock.

The last time Tunan bought less than [-] copies, he was bought by his friend the next day, and the new replenishment has not arrived yet.

Lu Zhuo replied according to the truth, and Tutu over there was very sad to hear that.

He didn't want to do this either, but there were too many people in the alliance, and the 5 copies were divided up in less than [-] minutes, and there were still people who didn't get it.

Tunan was in the ranks of those who were not assigned. The reason was that he still had stock and the demand was not so urgent. We will allocate it next time.

However, the ones that Tutu bought before are not much left.

Not urgent?

Tutu said that he was about to die of anxiety.

This will not work.

[I see who dares to eat rabbits]: Is there any substitute with the same effect?

Lu Zhuo recalled it for a while, and the conclusion was that there was no such thing. Among the related categories sorted out before, there was only potato and fine-grained.

but……

[Student Xiaolu never cuckoos]: The inn will launch a series of snacks recently. There are potato cakes in it. There are two servings of potato cakes in one cake, but the price will be more expensive.

[I see who dares to eat rabbit]: How much is it expensive?

Lu Zhuo looked at the price list set by the shopkeeper and replied.

[Student Xiaolu never cuckoos]: Almost three times that of Shu Xing.

Tunan has the final say, it doesn't feel expensive.

Buying pastries is equivalent to buying two servings for the price of three servings of potatoes, but the snacks must taste better than the raw materials, and it is reasonable to use the extra portion to buy the texture.

Tunan felt that such a deal could be made.

[I see who dares to eat Tutu]: When will the snacks be on the shelves?How many servings can I get?

[Student Xiaolu never cuckoos]: Three hundred copies will be on the shelves for the first time, and the time will be around ten o'clock tomorrow morning.

Tunan decisively set the alarm clock.

[I'll see who dares to eat rabbits]: Then I'll wait, thank you little cub.

[I see who dares to eat rabbits]: Bunny compares heart.jpg

Lu Zhuo wagged his tail and replied that it's okay, and turned off the message box. At about the same time, he heard a noise outside, as if someone had a dispute.

what happened?

Lu Zhuo opened the door and went out, and saw that the dispute was at the third table on the left, and there was only one guest at that table, wearing an official uniform of the Qing Dynasty, with several talismans pasted behind him.

It should be the ensemble performer of a zombie movie in the film and television city.

This is one of the parties to the dispute.

And the other party...is Yang Jian.

He stood in front of the guests, frowning tightly, with a gloomy expression, holding a chopstick tightly in his hand.

Probably not chopsticks either.

Because it is very long, nearly two meters, and its tail is extremely sharp.

This scene looked very unfriendly, and the two seemed to be fighting in the next second.

Lu Zhuo walked over and was ready to block the frame. Lu Wu and Gu Jiuzhang were faster than him, and they were already there when the cub came out.

"Don't worry, don't worry, don't worry, what happened?" Gu Jiuzhang stood between the two of them and asked.

Yang Jian looked back at him: "He said that the dishes I cook are not tasty."

He didn't look energetic, he must have not slept all night, his eyes were black and bloodshot, and when he looked at him like this, he had an inexplicable feeling of being wronged and complaining.

Lu Wu felt distressed when he heard it, and looked at the guest accusingly: "How can you say that?"

guest:? ? ?

I am also very aggrieved!

"No." He explained, "I didn't say it's not delicious, I just don't think it suits my taste."

The menu of Shanhai Inn depends entirely on the mood and preferences of the chef. Before opening, Yang Jian will write down the dishes he wants to cook today on a wooden sign and hang them at the front desk, allowing guests to choose freely.

In the past, the menu had a relatively complete taste, with everything sweet and sour, but for some reason recently, the dishes on the wooden sign are basically sweet and sour.

Sweet and sour meatballs, sweet and sour fish, sweet and sour lotus root, sweet and sour pork, sweet and sour pork ribs...etc.

The guest's name is Jiang Yang, a zombie from Sichuan and Chongqing, who likes salty and spicy food, and dislikes sweet and sour.

The word sweet and sour is a disaster for him.

This is already the number of days that the menu has been dominated by the word sweet and sour.

Jiang Yang felt sad and couldn't help complaining, but Yang Jian just heard it, so this scene happened.

But he didn't think Yang Jian's cooking was bad, even if he didn't like the sweet and sour dishes, he took them back to his family.

Hearing what Jiang Yang said, Gu Jiuzhang and Lu Wuti finally relaxed.

They were very worried that the guests would speak ill at each other in a bad mood, which would intensify the conflict with Yang Jian.

"Then it's just a misunderstanding." Gu Jiuzhang said in a gentle voice, "I'm sorry to cause you trouble, today we will give you a free order...Xiao Yang."

He looked at Yang Jian. Although he didn't speak, Yang Jian knew what he meant.

He was silent for a few seconds, and then made a sound.

"I'm sorry." Yang Jian apologized to Jiang Yang.

Although his brows were still furrowed, his voice was also fierce.

People who met him for the first time would probably take this apology as a provocation, but Jiang Yang is a regular customer and knows Yang Jian's character, so he doesn't care.

"It's okay." Jiang Yang waved his hand, "There is no need to avoid it alone, but will the menu change tomorrow? At least I will have a salty and spicy one."

Yang Jian nodded silently.

After getting the answer he wanted, Jiang Yang laughed and sat back again, apparently not paying attention to this episode.

That's the end of the matter.

Yang Jian turned around, instead of going back to the small kitchen, he walked towards the backyard.

He lowered his head, with a gloomy feeling in his back.

The three of them felt that Yang Jian's condition was not right today, and they were a little worried, so they walked over with him.

The courtyard door opened and closed, blocking all the sounds inside.

Yang Jian didn't look back, and sat down on the small bench in the corner silently. The person nearly 1.9 meters tall nestled in that small place, which made people feel distressed.

"Brother Yang, is something wrong?" Seeing him like this, Gu Jiuzhang became even more worried, "I don't think you are in a good mood today."

Yang Jian only looks fierce on the face, but he is not a violent and fierce person. He usually has very little emotional ups and downs, and he never gets angry when he hears a word.

Yang Jian shook his head: "Let me be alone for a while?"

He obviously didn't want to communicate with others. After saying this, he nestled himself up again, resting his face on his knees in silence.

Lu Wu and Gu Jiuzhang knew Yang Jian well, and knew that it was useless to stay here at this time, and it might annoy him even more, so they had to leave with worry.

The footsteps gradually faded away, followed by the sound of the courtyard door opening and closing.

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and the only sound I could hear was my own breathing.

Yang Jian buried his head lower, silently thinking about those depressing things, after a long time, his mood finally eased a little, and he raised his head.

Then he froze.

He saw Lu Zhuo.

The cub didn't leave all the time, and moved a small bench from nowhere, and was sitting next to him at this moment, watching Yang Jian look over, pursed his lips and smiled at him, the two little dimples were so sweet and cute.

Yang Jian was not angry.

At this moment, he felt as if his heart had been poked by something soft, which loosened the depression a bit.

When you are in a bad mood, it is actually better to be with someone than to be alone.

"Why didn't the path go?" He asked softly.

"I want to be with you... I know you don't want to talk, so I will be very quiet and won't disturb you."

When the cub said so, his tail wagged twice in admirable way.

Yang Jian looked at Lu Zhuojing for a while, whether he didn't drive him away.

In fact, he also likes the breath on Lu Zhuo's body, which is warm and soothing, like a little sun wrapped in cotton, bright and soft, which gradually eases his mood, not as gloomy and anxious as before up.

There is a slight breeze blowing all around, and there are many potted flowers in the corners of the backyard and under the eaves. The species cannot be identified, but they have a faint fragrance and the color is very gentle.

A bright color suddenly appeared in front of Yang Jian's eyes.

Lu Zhuo brought a pot of lavender flowers in front of Yang Jian, bent his eyes and smiled at him: "Isn't it pretty?"

good looking.

Yang Jian said in his heart.

He looked at Lu Zhuo seriously, a person who has never been willing to tell others about his feelings, at this moment, he actually had the idea of ​​wanting to tell him all his thoughts.

Yang Jian lowered his eyes, and for a long time, he heard his own voice in the gentle breeze around him.

"Xiaolu, I... am I bad?"

"Huh? How come, not at all." After a brief moment of surprise, Lu Yan looked at him seriously, "You are very good, everyone likes you and cares about you, why do you think so?"

Yang Jian didn't speak.

Lu Zhuo didn't urge him, and waited quietly by the side. After a long time, he heard Yang Jian's voice whispering beside him.

"I didn't sleep last night because I read a lot of posts on the forum... posts related to me."

The inn is going to serve snacks recently. According to the usual practice, the store should release a promotional post.

The copywriting is written by Gu Jiuzhang. Although it is not within the scope of other people's responsibilities, Shanhai Inn is a big warm family, so they will also help find materials.

Yang Jian flipped through the promotional posters of other shops, and finally saw such a passage in a taste collection post.

[A monster who doesn’t want to give his name]: Any taste is good, as long as it’s delicious, don’t be like a certain chef in Shanhai Inn, who cooks such unpalatable dishes and has a big temper.

This sentence made Yang Jian froze.

He looked at the screen in silence for a long time, exited the post, and entered two keywords in the search box of the forum.

: [Mountain Sea Inn - unpalatable]

The searched topic posts and related replies filled the entire screen.

That night Yang Jian didn't sleep all night, and he read these posts hundreds of times like self-torture, and the more he read, the more depressed he became.

Yang Jian likes cooking very much, and he also cares about it very much.

Many years ago, he won the title of Righteous God because of water control and slaying Jiao, but Yang Jian felt that he didn't deserve it. He just helped his father do what he should do at that time.

There is a big difference between what you should do and what you like to do.

So in the following years, Yang Jian was thinking about one thing——

Where should I go, what should I do?

He wandered around for this reason, and finally found the answer after thousands of years.

This is what he really wants to do.

He cared too much, so when he saw those negative remarks, Yang Jian felt as if his heart had been stabbed severely by a sharp knife.

He couldn't help thinking about those negative words on the forum, his mood became more and more depressed, and finally broke out when he heard Jiang Yang complaining.

As Yang Jian said this, his voice became lower and lower, as if he was blown away by the wind and scattered.

Lu Zhuo can fully understand Yang Jian's mood.

But he didn't comfort Yang Jian at the first time, but looked at him and smiled, his voice was also very soft.

"I think I'm a bad person. I have a bad personality. Except for the people I met early on...it seems that no one likes me."

Yang Jian frowned: "Why, you are clearly very cute and likable..."

The following words were not finished, and gradually disappeared in Lu Zhuo's calm eyes.

Lu Zhuo looked at him and smiled again, and his voice sounded, also light and light: "Take it as a secret... Brother Yang, let me tell you about my thoughts."

Lu Zhuo has been introverted since he was a child, and he doesn't know how to say nice words. Although the aunts, teachers and friends in the orphanage like him very much, the adopter is not like this.

"This child is not good. He looks cute, but he can't even bark, and he doesn't know what he is thinking."

"I want a more lively one, but I can't accept one with a boring personality."

"We adopted a child because we wanted to add a little warmth to the family, but he... let alone the child we want anyway, so let's forget it first."

"Let's give this child back to you. You don't say a few words all day. Who wants to raise such a child?"

"..."

In this way, Lu Zhuo heard it countless times from the mouths of those adopters, and even a few times, he had already been adopted, but was sent back in less than a month.

He keeps being abandoned.

At first Lu Zhuo was just shy and introverted.

After hearing these words and experiencing these things a lot, gradually, he began to feel inferior.

Later, when he went to middle school and experienced some bad things, he gradually became overly introverted, withdrawn and timid, and anxious when he was in a crowd.

When he was most depressed, Lu Zhuo also thought about ending his life by some means like that classmate in elementary school, but he couldn't do that, because there were many people who loved him, and Lu Zhuo didn't want them to be sad for him.

So Lu Zhuo started to save himself, remembering other people's kindness, forgetting other people's malice, never thinking deeply about anything, just being a cub who is so stupid and sweet that others may think it is childish.

He succeeded.

Although Lu Zhuo has not completely come out of his low self-esteem, and the excessive introversion still exists, but most of the time he feels that he is very happy, and he has never had those extreme thoughts again.

Lu Zhuo pushed the pot of lavender flowers towards Yang Jian, and smiled at him: "Humans cannot be liked by everyone. What we can do is not to disappoint others' likes, and not to care about others' dislikes." .”

"So, you only searched for the keywords of Deep Sea Inn and edibles. Have you ever searched for the deliciousness of Shanhai Inn?"

Yang Jian was taken aback.

"No, right? I guessed it, so I searched for you." The cub smiled and handed over the phone, which was the search page of the forum.

: Hey, hey, what kind of fairy chef is the chef at Shanhai Inn, the dishes they cook are so delicious!There is nothing I don't like!

: I am also a sister!I will always love the chef of Shanhai Inn!

: Ahhh, so I'm not alone!Shanhai Inn yyds!Yang Jian yyds!Call me Yang!

: It’s really good. If I don’t eat it for a day, I think, although the recent menu is full of sweet and sour taste, which doesn’t suit my taste, but the taste is also very good. I packed it back for my wife and daughter, and they all like it very much.

There are three pages of negative reviews, about a hundred.

And these positive and lovely contents are listed on nearly [-] pages and nearly a thousand items.

Lu Zhuo clicked on the latest reply.

"This is the reply from the guest who had a dispute with you today. You see, even if he had some unpleasantness, he still thinks that your cooking is delicious."

"So you are already great. In our hearts, you are the best and most delicious chef."

Yang Jian stared blankly, at this moment, he actually felt his eyes were a little hot and moist.

No, macho can't cry.

He turned his eyes away, hummed lightly, thought of what the cub said just now, turned around again, raised his hand and patted the cub on the shoulder.

"The past... the past is the past, you are fine, we all like you."

"In our hearts, you are also the best and most lovable little cub."

The person who was originally in a bad mood became the role of comforter instead.

The ferocious macho was not very good at comforting the cubs, and he didn't have strawberry cakes at hand, so he could only imitate Lu Zhuo's words and respond dryly.

But enough is enough.

Lu Zhuo shook his tail and hummed with a bright smile.

The few people eavesdropping outside the door closed the door quietly, with mixed feelings in their hearts, and they wanted to say a thousand words.

Feeling that Lu Zhuo and Yang Jian were coming out soon, Lin Xin decided to talk in another place.

He gestured to Lu Wu and Gu Jiuzhang, and when he turned around, he saw Lu Fengshi.

Lin Xin was startled: "When did you come?"

It's when the pup says he feels bad.

Lu Fengshi glanced at him, did not speak, and took two steps back.

The next second, the door was pushed open, and the cub's white fluffy ears poked out first.

Lin Xin and the others hurriedly backed away, pretending that they were just wandering around and not eavesdropping.

When the cub came out, he greeted the cub naturally: "Xiao Lu good afternoon."

The acting is superb.

They are all first-class actors in the monster circle.

"Good afternoon." Lu Zhuo responded with bent eyes, shifted his gaze, and saw Lu Fengshi behind him.

His tail swayed uncontrollably behind him. Just as he was about to say hello to Lu Fengshi, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he felt his ears covered with warmth.

Lu Fengshi gently rubbed Lu Zhuo's head.

This was comfort from Lu Fengshi, and Lin Xin and the others could understand it, but the cub hadn't realized that they were eavesdropping before, so from his point of view, it seemed a little sudden.

Still in front of everyone.

Lu Zhuo's ears trembled, feeling a little embarrassed, but he didn't hide and let Lu Feng know.

Such a soft cub made Lu Fengshi's heart soften, his eyes seemed to be reflecting the sun, without the cold and chilling feeling, it was warm.

Lin Xin watched from the side, and hummed lightly.

It's all like this, and dare to say that it is not interesting to our small road.

Sure enough, I can't believe a word of the man.

Ah.