Jiuyou is a broad-minded person, but also "love my house and love my dog." he said, "this is where the eye of this space is. If you want to devote yourself to practice, you can do it again."

After a pause, he said: "by the way, this space is not as good as other places. One day outside, one hour at most has passed in the space."

In this way, is the practice here twice the result with half the effort?

On the street flower a noisy restless heart, gradually steady down, sincere thanks, "thank you, I will write down."

Nine you waved, smile did not care, "in fact, you don't have to be like this, I just look at the face of cloud dance."

Better know that there is no need to say, it is also because of the cloud dance.

The flower on the street pursed her lips, and her eyes showed a little gratification, "cloud dance can have you, I really want to be happy for him."

Rather know a smile, eyes modest, "no need to mind, now, you just need to practice safely."

……

Practice is a long time. Now that she knows the cause and effect, she has already calmed down. Before she closed her door, she still came out to see a dragon and loved her.

When long qingai knew the identity of moshang flower, his heart was quite complicated, but in the end, it was blood relationship that overcame all the discomfort in his heart.

"Grandmother, grandmother." She gave a stumbling cry, and her face turned red for no reason.

My God, she is an old woman in her thirties, but she wants to call a woman who is no more than 20 years old as her grandmother. This fact is too strange.

Di Xing on one side is more awkward than long qingai, especially his previous actions.

If you wait for cloud dance to come back to know, will certainly pick his skin!

Thinking of this, di Xing's heart was cold for no reason, and he couldn't care about the etiquette, righteousness and shame. He called out very smoothly, "grandmother, the previous thing was that I was wrong."

The flower on the stranger glanced at di Xing lightly and nodded to the grandson-in-law, "calm down when you are in trouble. You can bend and stretch, but you can be a husband."

She never praises others easily. Such a saying is an approval of Di Xing.

Di Xing's heart was a little relieved, and his face was not humble or arrogant with a smile.

Long qingai turns his head and takes a look at him with a slightly strange meaning. "Everything is good. It's just that I haven't changed my eyesight for so many years. I once mistook my mother, but now I've made an old mistake."

Mention this matter, di Xing heart also quite feel bad luck.

Once upon a time when long qingai and Yunwu met each other, he staged a series of grabbing people in public and fighting with his mother-in-law Yunwu. Now I think, he is really a bit embarrassed.

Although the husband and wife are a little uneasy in their hearts, they still recognize this grandmother. It is Diyan who is coy at the moment.

Especially when he saw the beautiful young face, he could not spit out three words of great grandmother.

The flower on the street squatted down, stretched out his hand on his white cheek and gently pinched it. He said, "it doesn't matter if you don't want to call me. In short, I can discipline you with justice now."

Diyan let the flowers on the street pinch, obsidian black eyes full of complexity, tight face without opening.

The flower on the street did not care about it. Instead, she looked at Longqing love. "I'm going to tell you one more thing. I don't know when your mother will come back. If she comes back, please tell me."

Long qingai immediately nodded his head, such as pounding garlic, quite a bit flattered. "Grandmother, you don't have to be so polite. We are all younger generation. You can just direct your orders."