Live up to the heart of the flower

Ye Ningfeng's answer is really strange.

What most people would say is basically love, responsibility, etc., and the more mysterious ones are fate and destiny. He was the only one who said it bluntly, saying it was your father.

Luo Huaijin twitched the corner of her mouth.

Tiandigui's performance was much more rampant than hers. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Yang Qianche is more responsible. At this time, the first reaction was to let the two juniors present—here specifically referring to Yuan Wuxiang, the eldest son of Luo Jingsheng’s family who was brought here as a companion, and Yuan Wuxiang’s own bondage. Ding T tired to reap the sky - retreat first, so as not to hear anything that destroys the three views.

But still a step behind.

Luo Jingsheng spoke.

She said: "It is indeed the father of Qiluo and Changsheng." She said this very plainly, and when she mentioned the dead love, she was finally able to be so calm. "At the beginning, I agreed with him that it is best not to have children."

"What if I accidentally become pregnant?" Ye Ningfeng couldn't help asking.

I really couldn't help being curious, after all among them... only Luo Jingsheng really had a baby.

Still two.

Although one is biological and the other is man-made.

Luo Jingsheng said casually: "Of course he gave birth to me!"

"Pfft——!!!" Yang Qianche spat out the unswallowed tea in shock.Before he had time to clean up the mess in front of him, and he had no time to see the expressions of his disciples binding Qi Chun, he asked in a voice, "Chunqiu, what did you say?"

"It's just what you heard, Ye Zi." Luo Jingsheng stroked Tiandigui's long hair, which was buried in her shoulder and was shaking with a smile, and said it very gently.

The attitude is taken for granted - as if it is only natural for Qingyuan to give birth to a child for herself.

Yang Qianche twitched the corners of her mouth. Changing genders is indeed very natural, but—"Chunqiu." Daozhen Daokui persuaded him earnestly, "Men can't have children. Don't be misled by Qiushui's idle books." Those boys and girls... are really unbelievable!

"So Yezi, have you read Qiushui's books?" Luo Jingsheng tilted her head, she looked a little cute even though she was not young.Yang Qianche expressed his disdain for his little friend's malicious behavior of showing off cuteness, and then... was defeated for three thousand miles with no resistance.

There is no way, although Luo Jingsheng is not young, but... her appearance is eternal youth!The face is very noble and glamorous, but the heart does not support it, and there is no sense of disobedience for being cute.

On the contrary, because of the huge contrast in the painting style in peacetime, it is more lethal.

Ye Ningfeng interjected: "Hasn't Qiushui's books been dealt with by Hengzheng Xiuya recently?" They have been cleaned up since they were young, and now this couple can still have so much fun hiding what I found, Ye Ningfeng is also speechless up.

He was even more speechless about Luo Qiushui's perseverance.

"There's still a lot of Qiushui." Luo Jingsheng said indifferently, "Her collections are usually with me!"

Tiandigui: "Jingsheng, that bookshelf in your room..."

"Half is mine, half is Qiushui's."

Ye Ningfeng: "Book..."

"The left side is mine, and the right side is Qiushui's."

Yang Qianche: "Have you read Qiushui's book?"

"I read, there are a few books that are quite good." Luo Jingsheng told the truth, "There are still a few books that are completely nonsense."

Tian Di Gui added with a smile: "Jing Sheng has written several books."

"Wait..." Luo Huaijin raised her hand tremblingly, she had an ominous premonition, "Last time I saw a book on my mother's table that I thought about far away..."

Tiandigui: "Your mother wrote it."

Yuan Wuxiang finally couldn't take it anymore, let go of his hand, and smashed the plate in his hand.

Tired Shoutian pleaded guilty to several elders present—and then quickly pulled away his little friend.

"I thought my aunt forgot to take it away..." Luo Huaijin had a look of disbelief.

Ye Ningfeng: "Qiu Shui told me last time that the Lanze Duo Fangcao she snatched—?"

"Jingsheng wrote it." Tiandigui laughed at him, "Qiu Shui's physique of 'you can never buy a new book and have to wait for the second edition', under normal circumstances, how can you buy the book at once!"

"Obviously it came from Jingsheng's black box."

Yang Qianche looked at Luo Jingsheng who was sitting quietly with a smile, and felt deeply: "I really misjudged you, Chunqiu."

Luo Jingsheng: "Huh?"

"I've always said, Chunqiu, you don't read idle books." As a result, you not only read but also wrote!

And it's well written?

Luo Jingsheng: Thank you.

smile.

As an old-fashioned person who can write eclectic driving in a mystical and mysterious way—in short, it looks powerful but is completely incomprehensible in fact, and it also has its own serious academic discussion, and it can also have its own audience.

Ye Ningfeng: "To be honest, people who buy this kind of book... just to read some indescribable content? If you write like this, will anyone really buy it?"

"As you can see." People like Ye Ningfeng who don't pay attention to small stories can immediately understand what those books are called. This can be considered a certain degree of success? "Qiu Shui said that those who bought these notebooks from me were all to study the art of Taoism."

Yang Qianche raised his forehead: "Did you really write it in?"

"No. I don't have much theoretical understanding and very little practical experience. How can I teach others? You think too much, it's not good to mislead your children." Luo Jingsheng remained calm, her tone was exceptionally gentle, "I asked the following disciples who bought these books." Ignoring the collapsed expression of the head of the Northern School, Luo Jingsheng smiled and said: "They said that after reading it, they have the urge to fall in love."

Ye Ningfeng: "Spring is here?"

"No, it's because Jing Sheng's writing is very sweet." After laughing, Tian Di Gui lay weakly in Luo Jing Sheng's arms and said, "My heart is pounding."

"Special innocence, the biggest measure is to kiss the little mouth and pull the little hand."

Ye Ningfeng: "Then tell me what's going on with driving!"

"To respond to readers' expectations." Of course, the biggest reason is the evil taste of the publisher that Qiushui found. If you don't have a car, you can't publish. Luo Jingsheng doesn't care about such trivial things, but who made Luo Qiushui want to read it? ?The little request of a good sister who spoils her sister can still be met.

Although the stewed meat is not tasty at all.

The kind that can make people look sober and ascetic, almost makes people lose their desire for meat.

According to Luo Qiushui, it is: "My sister's car is too much... It can make a normal person become sexually frigid."

After getting the answer, Ye Ningfeng thought for a while and finally said, "Congratulations?"

Luo Jingsheng: "Congratulations on what?"

"The upright, cold and old-fashioned people will not collapse."

Tian Di Gui: "Is Jing Sheng originally designed by this character?"

Luo Huaijin: "Obviously he is a gentle, patient and indifferent person who has achieved the Tao!"

The author has something to say:

For Luo Huaijin's mother... Well, the filter is very heavy.It is basically equivalent to Faru's father to Tianji baby.

This chapter is probably a memory kill?

In the daily life that was not written in Pingxu Yufeng, let's fill up the characters^_^

Things like writing a notebook... Cough, this was the initial setting, but the pit was abandoned later, and it was nothing.