Leng Shiyue is not angry or sad, and is still faint.
"Dad, Brother October has just returned."
Leng Yanran's beautiful little face was a little worried, her clear eyes looked at Leng Shiyue, biting her lip with light...
"Baby! He is not worthy yet, get out!"
Leng Tianhao's gentle handsome face touched Leng Yanran's cheeks, and suddenly his cold eyebrows and eyes swept across Leng Shiyue with his cold eyes, and his words were cold and heartless.
"yes!"
Leng Shiyue turned around, his straight backbone, he was not worthy of it? He curled his lips with a hint of coldness, but he was still disdainful! The guard standing at the door felt frightened. The young master's smile was as enchanting as Shura dyed with blood. It suddenly turned bloody rose
Blooming, with a cruel smell of blood.
Leng Yi followed Leng Shiyue's orders. On this day, Leng Shiyue's training was ten times more, and the original training was already the limit, and ten times more training...
After Leng Shiyue finished, her eyes turned black and she seemed to see hell.
"Young Master!"
Leng Yi wanted to support Leng Shiyue, but Leng Shiyue pushed him away. He staggered and stood up straight, still straight like a bamboo, leaving with his head raised. Even if his legs seemed to be breaking at this moment, he would not show weakness.
Lying on the bed, I felt like my whole body was about to fall apart, my hands were still worn out and swollen, and I couldn't hold the racket anymore. I turned over with difficulty, wrapped in the quilt like a silkworm pupa, waiting for him to break out of his cocoon and become a butterfly.
My thoughts were rising and falling, and he was so hot and cold that he hadn't had high-intensity training for too long, so he was a little uncomfortable?
"Young Master, the master asked you to have a meal!"
Before he fell asleep, Leng Shiyue was woken up and opened his eyes that were as vast as the universe. A cold light flashed by. He stretched his waist and knocked on the door kept ringing, as if he was reluctant to give in.
Leng Shiyue suddenly opened the door, and the knocking hand stopped in front of Leng Shiyue's nose. The cold servant's legs were trembling... and kneeled on the ground!
He glanced at the servant, with a sharp and sharp aura, and his pale face seemed to be bloodless.
Leng Shiyue put on her coat, hat, and came to the restaurant. This seems to be the third time? The first time was to announce Leng Yanran's birthday, the second time was Leng Yanran's birthday, and what about the third time?
"Haha, don't be so serious in October."
Oscar Fei Mo smiled slightly, full of loving smile, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had fallen into the same place as Leng Shiyue at first sight, and he was his favorite junior.
"Why are you so late? You can't come to have a meal?"
Leng Tianhao frowned. When he saw Leng Shiyue's expression, he was angry and didn't call him, but his attitude was obviously much better than in the morning. Why? Leng Shiyue was alert and walked to the side and sat down.
Eat properly.
"Brother October, eat more!"
Leng Yanran picked up a piece of chicken into Leng Shengyue's bowl. Leng Shengyue stared at the chicken...but avoided it, eating the vegetables in front of her, quietly supper, Oscar Feimo also felt a little
uneasy.
"Brother, October is really good, we have to rely on him."
Oscar Feimo patted Leng Tianhao on the shoulder, trying to ease the atmosphere...
"Well, eat more!"
Leng Tianhao put his hand beside his mouth and coughed, then threw it lightly and continued to eat.
"Brother October, don't you like to eat?"
Leng Yanran bit her lip, tears in her eyes, stubbornly preventing it from falling. Chuchu was pitiful but extremely stubborn, and she swallowed the grievance into her stomach.
"Um?"
Leng Tianhao put down the bowl and stared at the piece of meat in Leng Shiyue's bowl. He had basically finished the rice, but the piece of chicken didn't even touch it. Even the rice under the chicken was dug perfectly.