Wild Phoenix Playing Dragon: Chongxi Little Silly Concubine

As Luo Ling walked out of the restaurant, Luo Ling stopped, and all the things in the package were stuffed to him.

"I bought too much. I have to walk a long way back to the palace. I can't carry it anymore. Let me put it at your place first. I will pick it up later when I have time." Luo Ling said.

"it is good."

It's still that word.

"Then I'm leaving?" Luo Ling looked at him, threw a big package into his arms and said

"Okay... no, let me take you to the gate of the palace."

Zhang Shaoliang came to his senses, and quickly said, it was already dark, how could he rest assured that she would go back alone.

"Don't worry, the black panther must be following me where I can't see it. Hey, it's really difficult for him today. You should go back quickly and rest earlier."

Luo Ling turned around to leave, but Zhang Shaoliang suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm.

"What's wrong?" Luo Ling looked back at him.

"No, it's nothing, it's a little dirty here."

Zhang Shaoliang smiled, let go of her arm, but pretended to help her flick the sleeve, as if there was really some dust there.

"Okay, it's getting late, I'm leaving, see you later."

"See you."

Zhang Shaoliang stood at the door of the restaurant, staring blankly at Luo Ling walking away, that pretty and moving figure gradually melted into the frosty white night, and gradually moved away until there was only a little bit left.

"Guest officer, we are closing, you..."

Xiao Er's voice came from behind, Zhang Shaoliang suddenly came back to his senses, and walked away from the restaurant door.

Along the way, she was a little absent-minded, tightly holding a large package of toys that Luo Ling threw to her, and holding tightly in her hand was the folding fan Luo Ling gave him.

On the folding fan was written, "My Beloved".

It's funny, if he sees this written on someone's folding fan in the days to come, he will definitely laugh at him.

However, when he looked at the folding fan in his hand, he also smiled, very clean and from the bottom of his heart.

He kept staring at her during the day, but never noticed when she bought the folding fan, and when she taught someone to write these things on the folding fan.

When he suddenly returned to the bamboo house, Shuiyue was waiting at the door with a lantern on his face anxiously.

"Sect Master."

Seeing his snail-like figure under the moonlight from a distance, Shuiyue rushed forward nervously, approached, and found that he was fine, but his expression was a little dazed, and he grinned from time to time. hair straight.

Helping him to the door of the bamboo house, Zhang Shaoliang's face suddenly turned pale as he walked up the steps.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Shuiyue became more and more worried.

"Shuiyue, I...I want to..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Shaoliang spat it out with a "wow", and the dinner Luo Ling invited him to had turned into a piece of filth at the gate of the bamboo house.

"Wow……"

Another sound...

Regardless of whether he was uncomfortable or not, Zhang Shaoliang's expression was full of regret and remorse.

"I ate it all for nothing, and I vomited nothing left..."

Zhang Shaoliang looked like he was about to cry, but when Shuiyue helped him in, he muttered in a low voice: "It's for nothing, really, Ling'er invited me to dinner after so much trouble, but I was the one Spit it out, really..."

I'm afraid it will last.

Shuiyue thought sourly in her heart, Luo Ling invited him, and he naturally ate nothing left. How could there be such a stupid person? Is he really the head of the largest intelligence sect in the country?Could it be a fake?How can you be so stupid.