Chapter 114
Leng Xiao was so disgusted by her trembling voice that she got goosebumps all over the floor, and hated her even more, squinting his eyes and said quietly, "Pretend to be struck by lightning."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they realized that they covered their mouths and secretly smiled, their eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and they were no longer surprised by the old man's behavior.

Xia Yuluo's expression froze, with a constipated expression on her face, she didn't cry or laugh, but she was disobedient, she was so angry that her teeth itch secretly, and the hand hidden under the sleeve almost broke the sleeve.

"Pfft." Mu Ruo'an couldn't hold back, but laughed out loud, amused by grandpa's humor, grandpa is so cute, why didn't she notice it in her previous life?
Pretentious?This word is quite appropriate to describe Xia Yuluo.

"Grandpa, you are so funny. This pretense also has a certain level. There are three teachings and nine streams, and there are many butterfly shadows. You can see through it. Could it be that you are the legendary sharp eye."

"That is, Grandpa, I have lived for such a long time. I can tell whether I am a human or a demon. Some people with bad intentions think they can hide it from the sky. One day." When Leng Xiao said this, he looked at Xia Yuluo with disdainful eyes, and the disgust in his eyes was not concealed.

One old and one young, your words and my insinuations, although they didn't name them, everyone understood and understood, and the eyes they looked at Xia Yuluo were a little subtle.

Xia Yuluo's face was even more ugly. She wanted to get angry but was afraid of ruining her image. She was holding back but was afraid of getting hurt internally. She could only keep changing her face, red orange yellow green blue blue purple.

"Yo, it's so lively, it's all here." A unique voice spread, which was particularly prominent and pleasant in the quiet atmosphere.

Everyone looked over and saw Leng Yiheng in dark casual clothes, with a "cauliflower head" on his head, a pair of black and white sneakers, his hands in his trouser pockets, walking briskly away come over.

Followed by Song Lin, wearing a seamlock cheongsam, a pair of black high-heeled shoes, her hair pulled back, she is well maintained, plus her dress, she does not look in her [-]s at all, still The charm still exists.

It's just that there was no smile on her face, it was smelly, as if someone owed her millions.

Beside her is a middle-aged man, wearing a well-tailored black suit, well-combed short hair, sharp eyes, and a military majesty exuding from his whole body. Although he is middle-aged, he is still handsome and extraordinary. One can imagine him He was also a handsome man when he was young.

Mu Ruo'an naturally recognized that man, he was Leng Yichen's father, Leng Yaosen.

Leng Yaosen is the commander of the military region. She is usually in the camp and rarely comes back. Even in her previous life, she has never seen him a few times, and she has no contact with him, so she doesn't have much impression.

Seeing so many people, Mu Ruo'an wanted to get off his lap, but the arms around her waist were tightly held, and she couldn't move at all.

"Let go, how long are you going to hug?" She lowered her voice, gnashing her teeth in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"It depends on your mood." Leng Yichen replied calmly, but he didn't intend to let go of his hand.

"You..." Mu Ruo'an really wanted to bite this scoundrel to death. He had facial paralysis in his previous life and cerebral palsy in this life.

Leng Yiheng came over and said hello, "Grandpa, grandma."

"Good grandson, here we come, sit down quickly." Leng Xiao smiled and waved.

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