In the video, Lin qiner's face is mosaic, and the servants' faces are also mosaic.

Only the faces of Lu Yin and Lin Luoluo were clear without any shelter.

This also proves that the authenticity of the video is undoubtedly Lu Yin and Lin Luoluo.

It is indeed at Lu Yin's house.

Because Lu Yin is still wearing a nightgown!

For a moment, Lin Luoluo became a rat crossing the street again, and everyone shouted.

Lin qiner listens to Lu Yin's words and doesn't look at his mobile phone. At present, he is still learning cooking from the chef with an open mind.

The servant suddenly reported, "madam, Miss Qiao is here."

Lin qin'er suddenly turned around, "is joan here?"

"Yes, it's Miss Qiao."

Lin qin'er wiped his hands in a hurry before he could take off his apron and hurried out of the kitchen.

This weekend, Joan came with a small rice ball made of powder and jade.

The small rice ball is soft and cute, "aunt."

"Here comes the rice ball." Lin qin'er opened his arms, "come on, let my aunt hold it."

The small rice ball rushed up enthusiastically. Lin qin'er held him full, smelled the milk smell on him, and couldn't love it. "Good boy."

Qiao'an tutted twice and sat down on the sofa. Lin qin'er passed with a small rice ball. "What's the matter, Qiao Qiao?"

"I learned today that such a big thing has happened."

"You know?"

Qiao an's lips were slightly hooked. "I thought it was a cruel role. Unexpectedly, it was so easy to be Ko by Lu Yin."

As soon as she turned, her moist beautiful eyes narrowed slightly and looked at it with a touch, "but... Are you too weak?"

"Ah?" Lin qin'er was a little confused. "Me?"

Joanne put her arms around her chest and nodded solemnly.

Lin qin'er was embarrassed by what she said. When you think about it, you are really weak.

Provoked by the woman who covets her husband, she can't fight back. She can only ask her husband for help.

Occasionally she also imagined that if she was like Joan, she would defeat those who coveted Lu Yin.

Let them never dare to make Lu Yin's idea again.

Her lost appearance fell into Joanne's eyes. She had to raise her hand and help her forehead. "Do you think I came here to laugh at you?"

"..." Lin qinerwei glanced at her wrongfully.

That glance has explained everything.

Joanne: "

A mouthful of old blood almost didn't spit out on the spot!

Da!

Joanne snapped her fingers. "I really can't see it anymore. I'll give you a move."

Move?

Lin qin'er's eyes brightened in an instant. He moved to her in small steps and looked forward to it, "you say you say."

The appearance of an open-minded student really amused Joanne.

"Rice ball, cover your ears."

The little rice ball hummed and looked reluctant, "Ma Ma, can't the rice ball listen?"

"Not suitable for children."

"Not a word?"

"There is no room for negotiation."

The small rice ball shrunk its neck and flattened its small mouth, "that's all right."

Two small hands raised, covered their ears and shouted, "cover the rice ball!"

Qiao'an spoke, and Lin qiner listened carefully and attentively, nodding in agreement from time to time.

In the evening, when Lu Yin returned home, he found Joan and small rice balls.

He took off his suit coat and went to wash his hands. Then he leaned over and picked up the small rice ball. "Why is the rice ball coming, huh?"

The rice ball was kissed on his face by him, smiling and hiding, "Ma Ma brought the rice ball."

Joan, who was staring at him, coughed unnaturally, "what, I'm here to give qin'er advice."

"Really?" His tail lengthened, expressing doubt.

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