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

Chapter 627: I am happy, I lose weight, can't I

In fact, it's good to be such a carefree person...

Suddenly he thought of Kazama Yueli again, wondering what happened to him?

I haven't seen him since we left in a coma. Is he still on Duxiu Peak?

Or started running around again?

Alas, fortunately, he is good at martial arts and invulnerable to all kinds of poisons. Otherwise, with his temperament, ten people would have been plotted against...

Feng Lingyan rested his cheeks, his mind drifting away.

In this moment of effort, she did not know how many thoughts had turned in her mind.

A grape was brought to her mouth.

Feng Lingyan shook his head: "I won't eat it, I can't eat it, you guys can eat it."

The grape stayed stubbornly on her lips and did not withdraw.

A ray of faint clear fragrance permeates the nose, which is indescribably comfortable.

Feng Lingyan froze suddenly, lowered her eyes and glanced >

The shiny and slender fingers look extremely harmonious against the deep purple round grapes.

Above the wrist is a snow-white sleeve embroidered with plum blossoms...

Feng Lingyan took a deep breath, and looked up at the owner of the sleeve.

Gong Yanmo looked at her with a half smile but not a smile: "Little rabbit, if you want so many things but don't eat them, isn't it a waste?"

Feng Lingyan smiled faintly: "Wasting is also a waste of my own money, and has nothing to do with your Excellency."

Gong Yanmo simply sat down beside her, his eyes fixed on her: "Why can't you eat?"

Feng Lingyan looked back at him provocatively: "I am willing to lose weight, can't I?"

lose weight?

Gong Yanmo's eyes looked around her.

The waist is like a bundle, and the face that was a little baby fat is now a standard oval face>

Big eyes, pointed chin, Zhao Feiyan is worse than Zhao Feiyan, just short of palm dance>

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