Baby, you are my priceless cute wife

Lu Xu simply made some red bean porridge. Xu Yaran didn't eat all afternoon. He was very hungry. As soon as he smelled the smell, he immediately woke up and got up. At the moment, she was drinking red bean porridge with Lu Xu in the living room. Suddenly, she heard a "bang bang" eager knock on the door.

They were stunned and immediately felt strange.

"It must be Miaomiao!" Lu Xu hooked his lips and said, put down his chopsticks, got up and was ready to open the door.

The knock on the door became more and more urgent. Xu Yaran subconsciously looked back at the door and missed half a beat. I don't know why, she had a bad feeling that she was ready to come out

The appearance of the night Baron just confirms Xu Yaran's hunch.

Only Xu Yaran, Lu Miao and he knew about this apartment. Usually no one would come. Lu Xu opened the door directly. Unexpectedly, it was the night Lord!

"Oh! Sure enough, it's here! " The night Lord sneered.

Lu Xu was surprised for a moment and then calmed down. On the contrary, it was Xu Yaran. As soon as she heard the voice of the night knight, her chopsticks didn't hold steady and fell directly to the ground.

The night Knight avoided Lu Xu and kicked the door open. He went in stabbed. When he saw two pairs of chopsticks, two bowls of red bean porridge and several dishes on the table, his anger erupted.

Damn woman! He wanted to go crazy and kill her. She was eating porridge and talking with other men here. How leisurely and leisurely it was, damn it!

The night Lord cursed and roared, "Xu Yaran, come here!"

Xu Yaran didn't speak. She looked at the night knight, pursed her lower lip, stared at him with big eyes like water, and thought of him and Mu Zhiwu. Xu Yaran immediately felt an abnormal grievance in her heart.

Seeing her like this, the night Lord's anger was melted by her wronged water eyes. There was no reason for a pain in his heart. He hurt her. He made her sad and wronged.

The night Lord took a deep breath, settled his mind, went to the table, squatted down in front of Xu Yaran, pulled up her little hand and whispered, "wife, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Since we have known each other for such a long time, this is the night Lord. In addition, readers who miss this time but are very interested will add [Tianjia Meng wife readers: 375685279], and there will be activities to send tower beans from time to time!