Cute disciples are hard to tame: Master, don't make trouble!

Chapter 224 The truth of the year

. "As long as the city lord sees the situation clearly, there must be no chance for the eldest lady to make a comeback in the future."

As soon as Li Linlang finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to her again. This little girl didn't say anything, but when she opened her mouth, she hit the nail on the head!
What is this called?
Blockbuster!
It's probably used to describe her.

"What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?" Li Linlang frowned slightly when she saw the astonished expressions of everyone looking at her, and looked at everyone at a loss.

Everyone shook their heads.

"That's right, what you said is very correct. If the Lord of Huayang City is not a fool, he would know where to choose." Qi Lianjue continued.

Hearing what he said, Li Linlang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at everyone.

After that, several people ate and chatted, and they left the restaurant angrily until midnight, and returned to their respective dormitories.

As soon as Luo Yunli came out of the bath, a pair of big hands behind her quietly encircled her slender waist...

The faint fragrance of Qionghua wafted from his nose, and Luo Yun's face was filled with joy, it was the unique smell of Master.

Luo Yun suddenly moved, and turned around in Rong Jin's arms. At this moment, they looked at each other with deep affection.

"Master." The soft and childish voice echoed in Rong Jin's ears.

Rong Jin smiled slightly, wrapped her big arms around Luo Yunli's waist and lifted her up in the air, and then walked towards the soft chair beside her.

"Little guy, you need to grow up quickly." Rong Jin said, and pressed a pair of warm lips.

The four lips were tightly pressed together, entangled with each other.

The two embraced and kissed, as if the whole world had stopped, only their heavy panting was left.

Sometimes clear and gentle, sometimes as fast as the wind.

The two of them kissed a little forgetfully, and waited until Luo Yunli's breathing was a little difficult, and then Rong Jin reluctantly let go of the little man in her arms.

Seeing the ambiguous ripples in the crystal clear water eyes of her little apprentice, Rong Jin's heart was suffering bitterly.

Little guy, what should I do with you as a teacher?
When Rong Jin came back to her senses again, Luo Yunli had already closed her eyes and fell asleep. Listening to the clear and steady breathing, Rong Jin's sexy thin lips evoked a helpless smile, and she bowed her head between Luo Yunli's eyebrows and eyes. He took a bite, and then gently and carefully put Luo Yunli back on the bed.

After Rong Jin covered Luo Yunli with a thin blanket, she got up and exited the room, and came to the courtyard of the dormitory.

Rong Qi and the others who had been waiting here for a long time, saw Rong Jin coming out, and hurriedly knelt down on one knee to salute: "I have seen the Lord."

"But there's news over there?" Rong Jin glanced at Rong Qi and the others, then raised her hand to signal her to stand up.

"Returning to the Honorable Lord, we have already found out the place where the young master's parents fell off the cliff, and the place is in the Windless Valley.

That day, on their way back to their home, the two of them were plotted against by forces sent by Erfang Luo Fanhua. Because they were outnumbered, both of them were severely injured, and finally they were pushed into the Beast Forest.

In the forest, it was taboo to be seriously injured. The strong smell of blood attracted many monsters who came to attack, and finally the two escaped with a narrow escape.

But unexpectedly, they fell under the cliff. After that, there was no news about the two of them. After a long time, people only knew about the disappearance of Luo Fanjin and his wife. "

Rong Qi got up, and carefully narrated the news he had inquired about.

Rong Jin stood aside, his figure was desolate and upright, every time Rong Qi said a word, his chest hurt more and more.

　The rest of the night will be updated, it seems that there is no time to continue writing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)