Well, it turned out to be a room in a mental hospital 5
It's him again...the one calling his master...with a cute smile on his face. The whole little shot makes people fall in love with him.
"Who are you?"
She felt that he seemed very kind, but she didn't know who he was. She could only feel that he would not harm her.
Half-crouching, with the sun shining down, his short burgundy hair swaying in the wind, he looked up at Du Qingling, with nothing but reverence in his eyes.
"I am the other side."
On the other side, he was a little anxious and anxious. Didn't the master remember him?
"you again."
Xuan Huangye looked at Du Qingling coldly, as if he was disgusted... Bian An... Why did he kneel in front of her, and did he do anything good?
When did Du Qingling become an ugly existence in Xuan Huangye's heart? Maybe it was at the moment when she bullied Lan Que'er.
"Senior, I'm going to practice."
Bi'an ran away, and he turned around and smiled. Shota's face was sparkling, and he looked like a very cute child. Du Qingling was so moved...
It seems that I have been accustomed to this cute child for a long time, with that pear-shaped smile.
"What do you want to do?"
Xuanhuang Ye was extremely cold. He looked into Du Qingling's eyes, trying to detect some suspicion, but after a long time, he found that the eyes in front of him were calm, as if he didn't pay attention to what was happening in front of him.
"This year, the mental hospital is on holiday... You, the director, are so free."
With a smile on her lips, Du Qingling spoke in Xuan Huangye's ear. To the outside world, she looked extremely intimate, as if a couple were whispering.
Looking at Du Qingling, he was speechless, because... he was thinking, in the world of Xuanhuang Ye, what is right is right, what is wrong is wrong, it is either black or white. It is so simple and clear, facing Du Qing
Ling was beating around the bush and was a little confused, but the two people's intimate appearance was caught by a touch of maroon light. His smile seemed to have disappeared a long time ago. At this time, it was as cold as the Xuanhuang Night, with just a hint of indifference.
Like the wind.
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