Ling Luo's face was dark and his eyes were like knives. He gave Xuanyuan Yu a hard look and turned around angrily to leave.
Upon seeing this, Jianlong narrowed his red-black eyes, glanced sideways at Xuanyuan Yu, raised the corner of his lips with a hint of schadenfreude, and said: "What, the old love came to visit, hehe."
"What old love! Don't be slanderous!" Xuanyuan Yu was so angry that he jumped up and down. This is all nonsense.
Such a big shit basin was placed on my head for no reason. It was an unjust death!
"Watery Yanghua~~"
Jianlong deliberately prolonged his tail tone, swung his fluffy black tail in front of Xuanyuan Yu, then jumped up and chased Ling Luo.
"Water...water-based?" Xuanyuan Yu's tone changed, and the corners of his eyes and lips twitched at an irregular frequency.
He is the most loyal wife-slave in the world? How could he be so frivolous?!
Xuanyuan Yu stood up and started to chase after him impatiently.
But Xin Kui stretched out her hand and stood in front of Xuanyuan Yu, looking at him with joy on her face and eyes sparkling.
When Xuanyuan Yu walked to the left, she quickly blocked him on the left; when Xuanyuan Yu retreated to the right, she quickly blocked him on the right.
Xuanyuan Yu advanced, and Xin Kui pressed forward step by step.
To outsiders, the two people seemed to be flirting and playing.
Ling Luo thought that Xuanyuan Yu would catch up and explain to her. She stood on the stairs from the first floor to the second floor and looked at the scene happening below, her face getting darker.
Dare to play with other women in front of her?
It's simply too arrogant!
"snort!"
Ling Luo was so angry that she never looked at Xuanyuan Yu again, snorted coldly, and ran upstairs to the Tianzi No. 1 room that she had reserved in advance.
The cheap dragon followed in very obediently.
In Room No. 1 of Tianzi, Ling Luo sat heavily on a chair, poured a cup of herbal tea, and drank it down.
Unfortunately, instead of being extinguished, the anger in my heart only grew stronger.
"He just got married to me, and he's flirting with other women outside. It's simply too much!"
An angry complaint resounded in the empty room.
Jianlong jumped onto the sandalwood table next to Ling Luo, staring at his little master with his red-black eyes, nodded seriously, and agreed: "Well, it is indeed too much."
"It turns out that he liked that kind of tone in his previous life. He looked so enchanting and spoke in a coquettish way. It was so cool!" The complaining voice full of resentment continued.
The cheap dragon rubbed against Ling Luo, stretched out a black cat paw, patted her hand gently, and echoed: "Yes, I'm going to die!"
Ling Luo finally noticed the existence of Jianlong.
At this moment, she had no place to vent her anger and could only talk to this big fat cat who had been by her side all year round.
"Prison, have you noticed that woman's breasts?" Ling Luo stretched out her arms, gestured in front of her chest, widened her eyes, and said, "It's so big! It really can't be that big.
An explosion?"
The red-black eyes of the cheap dragon suddenly became lewd, and his face looked slightly confused. He replied: "It will probably really explode."
"That's right! You dare to rub your breasts in front of my Jiayu with such horrible breasts. How shameless!" Ling Luo became angrier and angrier as she thought about it and spoke more and more angrily.