The group pet cub of the villain tyrant

Chapter 365 It's That Damn Love Again!
A certain Sisi wanted to say something, but a piece of fragrant sunflower seeds was put into his small mouth, and then he met He Lianyou's dark and bright eyes,

"Little imperial sister, ignore them."

The immature child's voice was serious, even a little serious, and the little book in He Lianyou's heart remembered:
Uncle said, don't argue with fools.

Bad people with foul mouths and bad intentions, he beats them every time he sees them, little Huangmei doesn't have to be afraid, so there's no need to talk nonsense with these people, they don't deserve it.

"Ang? Good, good lying down."

A certain Sisi can be obedient and obedient, with a pink and tender little face, curly eyelashes flickering like cattail fans, eyes as moist as grapes,
He glanced at Nan Rongqing regretfully, I'm sorry master, grandfather, Brother Sanhuang said, I won't let Sisi talk to you.

"Brother Jinghua, Zijin, Zijin..."

Seeing that the matter was about to end like this, Lin Zijin was willing to do so. Could it be that his shoulder was smashed for nothing?

Turning around, she looked at Nanrong Jinghua pitifully with teary eyes, hoping that Nanrong Jinghua could say a word for herself.

"Aon, you guys go back first."

Nanrong Jinghua didn't look at Lin Zijin, but watched Nanrong speak in a warm voice, his tone was very light, but he did not lose the courtesy he should have.

Nan Rongqing was worried that there were no steps to go down. Nan Rong Jinghua's words were tantamount to finding a step for himself. How could Nan Rongqing miss it?
Lifting the wide loquat sleeves, he coughed lightly to ease his current embarrassment,
"Then Ah Weng will leave first, your marriage with Zijin..."

"Aon."

Nanrong Jinghua interrupted Nanrongqing with a deep voice, his brows were frowned on his cold face, and he subconsciously looked at the little girl.

Seeing that the little girl was blinking her eyes and looking at herself curiously, thinking that she didn't hear what A Weng said just now, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The eyes under the long silk fell on the little radishes around Lin Zijin again, and said softly,
"Everyone go back to their seats and sit down."

How could the little carrot heads not listen to Nanrong Jinghua's words, and walked back to their seats obediently one by one,
Little Fatty watched all the little friends leave, then looked up to see the slightly frosty face of his master, lowered his head and obediently returned to his seat.

"Brother Jinghua..."

When Lin Zijin saw Nan Rongqing mentioning the marriage, Nan Rong Jinghua had such an attitude, he was a little panicked, how could it be,

Is it really as I thought, brother Jinghua really has that kind of eccentricity, and he doesn't want to marry him because he is too old.

Then, what can I do? Is it possible that I can let my mother stuff myself back into the mother's womb?

Nan Rong Jinghua's eyes fell on Lin Zijin's body, his brows and eyes were cold and frosty, like the snow that could not be melted in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, Lin Zijin was so cold to the bone.

Nan Rongqing knew that his grandson was not upset anymore, he sighed lightly, and cast a comforting look at Lin Zijin, Lin Zijin then lowered his head and bit his lips and stopped talking.

Nan Rongqing explained a few more words to Nan Rong Jinghua, and then left with the reluctant Lin Zijin,

Before Lin Zijin left, he turned his head and bit his lips to look at Nanrong Jinghua several times. There were infatuation, reluctance, and other complicated emotions in the eyes of his pretty oval face.

Nanrong Jinghua didn't even look at Lin Zijin, turned around and walked up to the podium.

A certain person was eating delicious sunflower seeds, and saw Lin Zijin's appearance completely,

The fleshy little hand patted the hand of his brother Sanhuang, the little face was the light of gossip,

"Brother Sanhuang, did you see that? It's that damned love again, tsk tsk tsk."

(End of this chapter)