Chapter 2000

Leng junao's tone stopped a little, and at the same time, he motioned with his eyes to make Zhao Wanxi turn back.

"This is your servant girl. From today on, she will take care of you and be responsible for your safety."

“……”

Sure enough, father and son!

Look at this style of work, if someone doubts, Zhao Wanxi feels that she will not agree!

Now that he has left Leng Yulin, there is no reason to question Leng junao. Since he has arranged, he has his own plan.

At this time, Zhao Wanxi was not vague at all. She was not willful at all. She nodded her head and followed suit.

"All right, listen to you."

Clever appearance, to a large extent, please the man who is close to her, even the forehead wrinkles, are a lot of insipid.

To his satisfied smile eyes, Zhao Wanxi followed to bend the lip angle, then under the sign of Leng junao, moved the line of sight.

When Leng junao's face came into her eyes, she was a little surprised.

"This is..."

"Isn't that what it is?"

On the ear side, Leng junao's intonation is meaningful.

Zhao Wanxi is indifferent.

When Joan got married yesterday, she was anxious to join in the fun. She only saw that the woman was about the same size as herself, and she happened to be with Huang Qi, so she was arrested to be a strong man.

She's going to sit in her high position and make herself look good.

At this moment, after Leng junao deliberately reminded, Zhao Wanxi's Apricot eyes narrowed, and soon noticed something strange.

The woman looked ordinary, dressed in cloth and bun, as if she was really a servant girl of a wealthy family.

But if we study it carefully, it's not like that at all.

His hands are cocooned, and his stride is very steady. His temples bulge slightly. Even the light in his eyes is flickering.

Zhao Wanxi's eyes were not clumsy. She quickly measured that the woman not only knew kung fu, but also had a strong internal power.

Compared with her, little orange is more reserved.

Recognize at the same time, mind a flash, and soon followed by another interesting information to emerge.

"No, wait..."

Little orange?

Originally, it was just a subconscious comparison, but as soon as she could reach it, Zhao Wanxi suddenly had a flash of inspiration in her mind.

I immediately looked at the Chu colored glaze and the little orange, and thought of the people behind them I woke up and couldn't help laughing.

"So That's right. "

The father and the son each sent one person. Taking advantage of Joan's inconvenience, they put their own people beside her. This is Still fighting?

Leng Yulin, after all, is a son and a child.

You can be cool

"Do you care about a child?"

No wonder I just want to scold lin'er for no reason.

So it seems that if there is a father like him, there must be a son like him. Both the appearance and the temperament of father and son are the same as those carved in the mold.

Leng junao is not annoyed when she sees through.

There was no embarrassment at all. He was very calm and forthright. As soon as he grabbed the arms of the ape, he directly pushed the people in front of him into his arms, full of domineering.

"Well, what's the point? You are mine. "

Zhao Wanxi

It's very serious, but how can it be so funny?

The corner of her mouth slightly pursed snicker look in the eyes, Leng Jun Ao pointed to micro movement, soon, Zhao Wanxi's voice rang.

"Don't move, don't move, itch. How old are you? How can you still play such a childish game? "

"You haven't answered what I just said."

"Well? What are you talking about? "

"Well? It seems that... "

"Ha ha ha, I know, I know. Can you stop fiddling? I'm yours. I'm yours. Can't I? "

"That's about the same."