Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

Why one or two, they both raised their feet and broke through.

Don't you know that trespassing is not allowed in a girl's bedroom?

Is the function of the door just to be knocked on? ? ?

"A master is a master. What are you talking about, Master Ah Yan? No big or small!"

Gong Yanmo waved his fan and spoke slowly beside him. [

Bi Dongqing was taken aback, as if she didn't expect Gong Yanmo to be here, her face flushed slightly.

He has always been disobedient, but he is very afraid of Gong Yanmo.

Hearing what he said, he didn't dare to refute.He lowered his head: "Yes... yes. Brother Gong taught me the lesson."

Brother Gong?

Gong Yanmo raised his eyebrows high, with a smile that was not a smile: "You call her a master, but you call me a big brother? What's the reason?"

Now Bi Dongqing recalled that his calling out made Gong Yanmo a generation inferior to Feng Lingyan.

He couldn't help scratching his scalp in embarrassment: "Then—then what do I call you? I always call you Brother Gong."

"What do you say?"

Gong Yanmo lightly threw the topic back to him.

"Gong... Uncle Gong..."

Bi Dongqing felt cold herself.

'puff! '

Feng Lingyan spat out a mouthful of water.

A vein appeared on Gong Yanmo's forehead: "You can call me like that!"

Bi Dongqing also felt that this title was really inappropriate.

Suddenly blessed to the heart: "Then I will call you Shigong..."

After saying a word, he suddenly regretted it, wishing to bite his tongue off.

Only the master's husband can be called the master, what a perverted "idea" I have!

Before he could change his words, [

Gong Yanmo clacked his fan, and tapped on Bi Dongqing's shoulder: "Well, this time it's a bit more reliable."

……

Feng Lingyan threw a teacup over: "Brat, what kind of mandarin ducks are you messing with?!

Bi Dongqing felt a headache.