Bodyguard of the Goddess

If Bai Wushuang insists on not going, or can't help but shoot for himself. Xiao Zheng will look down on this young man.

However, after the white Wushuang burned in anger, he calmed down. Even the color of anger on his face gradually subsided. There is only a faint smug: "Zheng Ge. I am in trouble to tell you the sound of the sister. I am a little anxious to leave."

"Don't send it." Xiao Zheng was calm and quick.

White has no time to go.

As a result of his departure, Xiao Zheng gave birth to a vigilant heart.

This young man who has just met to determine the relationship between the enemy and the enemy should not be underestimated.

On the wisdom, he may have missed Changyishan. But when it comes to background connections, it has more innate advantages than Changyishan. Have to guard against it.

Brushed the bowl and cleaned up the kitchen. Xiao Zheng then applied it to the building. There is no embarrassment in the heart. Even before this, Bai Wushuang also took a picture of a sound sister, shouting very close.

When the door was pushed in, Lin Zhuyin was working at the desk. The beautiful face is full of focus.

"Still working." Xiao Zheng approached two steps, took the cooling coffee on the table, dumped it, and rushed a cup of hot milk.

Returning to the desk, Xiao Zheng took the initiative to explain: "I have driven your little brother away."

"Ok."

Lin Huayin stared at the computer screen and looked at himself. I don't know if I didn't understand Xiao Zheng's words, or don't care. Still working focused.

"Hey." Xiao Zheng raised the volume and said loudly. "I drove off the little brother you brought back. Do you have anything to say?"

"Catch up and rush." ​​Lin painted the sound of a milk drink, staring at the computer without squinting. "This is your home. You don't have to inform me."

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This dead woman!

Really do not care about driving away from the white unparalleled?

Since you don't care, why do you want to take it home?

Xiao Zheng is caught in a contradiction.

However, it seems that there is a critical work to deal with Lin Linyin. Simply lie down on the massage chair and enjoy the milk.

After about half an hour, Lin’s tone slightly stretched the slender waist, and then got up and played a set of Xiao Zheng’s boxing method. The strength is not strong enough, but the victory is flexible. According to Xiao Zheng's professional vision, if the forest paintings of some roots are slowly facing three or two burly strong men, they must be able to cope with them. Winning difficulties, but at least not panic.

"There is progress." Xiao Zheng smiled. "If you practice this way, you will soon become a master of martial arts."

Lin Huayin played a set of punches, his body was slightly warm, but he was not in a hurry to take a bath. Instead, sitting next to Xiao Zheng, took the milk and drank two. The tone is soothing: "Is the problem in South Africa handled properly?"

"Yeah." Xiao Zheng nodded and said. "Basic return to normal."

Lin Linyin put down the milk cup, and the voice suddenly turned: "You don't have to be confused with Bai. You can't make it."

Xiao Zheng’s eyes brightened, and he looked at Lin’s voice very unexpectedly: “Lao Lin, you are getting worse.”

Lin Huayin did not refute, just sitting silently.

"Do you know that he is a man, but throw him to me?" Xiao Zheng said quietly.

"He called my sister from an early age." Lin said the sound is not urgent or slow. "It has always been embarrassing."

Xiao Zheng certainly heard what the meaning of Lin Huayin is.

It’s not that Lin Lin’s sound really feels white and unparalleled. But Bai Wushuang is very embarrassed in front of Lin Huayin. Coupled with the relationship between the world, Lin Zhuyin really did not reason to refuse.

This is the style of Lin Linyin's work, and the philosophy of life.

She is really cold, but not ruthless. She will also be troubled by the world. For example, white is unparalleled.

So she threw the white unparalleled to Xiao Zheng. Handed over to him.

Xiao Zheng agreed, let him live.

Xiao Zheng disagreed, as Lin said, and he rushed. It is not a big deal.

With the tacit understanding of Xiao Zheng and Lin Zhuyin, and the depth of mutual understanding, even if Xiao is downstairs to make Bai Wushuang a pig, Lin will not have a half-sense.

She knows that the bones know that Xiao Zheng will never embarrass her. Everything he did was to maintain her.

Xiao Zheng, who is bleak, is working hard. The same is true.

"You are sincere." Xiao Zheng said. "Good guys, you, bad guys, I will do it."

"It is you asking for it." Lin said the sound fair.

What are the clever characters of Lin Huayin. Even if she is not on the spot, I guess that Xiao Zheng must have said something that is irritating. Otherwise, the age is not big, the young man who is not small in the city will not turn his face.

Xiao Zheng opened his mouth and was speechless.

Indeed, the words that I have just made, but there are suspicions that stimulate white unparalleled. The only thing he didn't expect was that the white unparalleled reaction would be so big. It is too big to adapt.

It seems that this young man’s control over the white house has overshadowed everything!

"You are good for Bai Shu. But he, after all, is the uncle of Bai Shu." Lin painted a soft voice to persuade. "Some things, not you and I should get involved."

Xiao Zheng nodded gently and expressed regret: "I am not worthy for the white uncle. I clearly broke into the empty door, went out of the house, and ran to the place where the mountains and the waters are far away. Some people still remember him at home, refused to let him go. Once into the giants, it is like a sea. From then on, Xiao Lang is like a passerby."

Lin Huayin slightly screamed: "Use the first half of the sentence."

Since then, Xiao Lang like a passerby?

This is too much of a problem. For the white family.

But this sentence is really too much. For Lin Huayin.

Xiao Zheng touched his chin and looked serious: "I am a poetry prosperous, I can't help but link the latter half of the sentence." A little pause, Xiao Zheng curiously asked. "Lao Lin. You said that he went up the mountain this time, can he succeed?"

"Can." Lin's painting sounded a little nod.

"Can?" Xiao Zheng brows a pick, incredible. "White Musou really has this ability to ask Bai Shu to go down the mountain?"

"White uncle will not go down. But he will succeed." Lin's paintings are simple and succinct. Seemingly contradictory, conflict, but in reality is the truth.

Xiao Zheng suddenly realized that it was an instant.

Yes.

White will never go down the mountain.

Twenty years ago, he decided to go up the mountain. Just like the mother-in-law, he would never go downhill easily. A white unparalleled area, can you please move this old monk?

I don't think about it!

Can you not go down the mountain, and it’s not like Lin’s paintings, is this a success that is unparalleled in white?

White Musou hopes that there is no way to go down the mountain?

He is the one who does not want the White King to go down the mountain under the sun, no one!

What is unparalleled in white is to take the white house, if it is the name!

If the white innocent is down the mountain, even if he is unparalleled, he has the talents of heaven and earth, and he also wants to escape the aura of white innocence, standing on the ground!

This is why Xiao Zheng’s words will be deeply stinging with white and unparalleled, making him face on the spot!

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