However, Ning Yiyun did not expect that when Jinghong saw Mingzheng, the response would be so great.

If she hadn't held it tightly, it was estimated that Jinghong had flying up and desperately desperately.

"Jinghong?"

Ning Yiyun twisted his eyebrows, and he screamed in Jinghong a little.

How do she feel, Jinghong has a great hostility to Mingzheng?

After Ming Yan entered the house, he raised his eyebrows, his eyes fell on the shocking Hong's hands of Ning Yiyun, and a trace of meaning flashed in his eyes.

What he looked like, Ming Yan ticked his lips slightly. Although he knew that Jinghong couldn't hurt him, Ming Yan still had to pretend to be pale and shocked.

"A Yun, what is the desperate look of this knife ..."

Mingzheng's face was slightly pale, and she looked at Jinghong's eyes with a touch of not obvious fear.

Too too much.

"Jinghong, you are really too much just now. Stay well, not to move!"

Ning Yiyun thought that he had originally intended to ask Ming to help him before, but when he encountered so wayward Jinghong, he couldn't help his tone a little heavier.

He browed to Mingzheng's side and asked with a low voice: "Are you okay?"

Ning Yiyun's tone had a touch of concern. After all, she also knew that the tapeworm had been put on the tapeworm before. These days, he was also busy taking care of Ming Ruo, and the energy consumption in his body was also great.

After all, Jinghong was a knife that saw the blood, and it might have any impact on Mingzhang.

Thinking about it this way, Ning Yiyun rarely felt a little more guilty.

"I'm okay," Ming Yan shook his head "weakly", hooked his lips slightly, and showed a soothing smile.

Ming Yan's smile is just right, coupled with his handsome appearance now, Ning Yiyun can't help but look down slightly, covering up the slightly blush on his face.

This, this looks like a crime!

After all, Ning Yiyun is not really just a young girl in her ten -year -old. In her words, she is almost 30 years old. In the face of such a little milk dog, who can eat this?

"It's okay, it's okay."

Ning Yiyun nodded randomly, but did not look at Ming, so she didn't notice the smile in the eyes of Mingyu and a little proud.

"Buzzing"

"Buzzing"

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly

Afraid of it? Who is the dog who secretly holds it a few hundred years ago? Now I still have to install this pair of little white flowers to deceive its owner. Will this person's conscience hurt!

Jinghong was so angry that he wanted to go up with the 800th round of the Ming Dynasty. He was so comfortable by the Ning Tuan. As a result, when the dog man was not paying attention, he cast a proud eye when Ning Yiyun didn't pay attention.

Then, then

Jinghong: "..."

Don't stop it! Today is either a dog man dying or it is alive!

Of course, in the end, Jinghong still did not succeed in doing anything, but instead aggrieved in the arms of the Ning Tuan. If Jinghong could also be substantially, it is estimated that a two hundred pounds of babies are crying.

"It's not angry, not angry."

Jinghong consciously he was already a thousand -year -old elderly person. He also coaxed it in the tone of coaxing the baby, which caused Jinghong to do not know if he should get angry.

... Forget it, coax it, it is also a thousand -year -old baby.
Chapter completed!