The Reincarnator Fails Miserably

"Stop, stop, I'm not here to listen to your class." Bei Luo sighed helplessly: "I'm just here to take you home and bring Qixia to have a look."

"You're lying, you're just lazy and don't want to go back to work."

"My sister-in-law will take care of it, so I don't need to do it, and my king will stop doing it when my two nephews are adults." Bei Luo pouted.

"You, you lack self-motivation..." Cen Ying continued to criticize.

Yun Wuyue didn't stop her, she just watched from the sidelines, not surprised.

Ling Luo said hello to her: "Won't it be boring to stay in Tianlu City all day?"

"Staying by your husband's side, will you feel bored?" Yun Wuyue raised her hand and stroked her long hair, and she finished the conversation in one sentence, as expected of Big Brother Yun.

Ling Luo resolutely remained silent, and glared at this Nightmare who had betrayed the single camp.

"Speaking of which, isn't Yu Mudan here?" Yun Wuyue didn't know if it was intentional, but her expression could never show joy or anger, and she had a natural dark belly. As she lightly changed the subject, others also paid attention To the industrious sweeping monk...the white-haired witch who sweeps the floor is gone.

"She said she went shopping for groceries. I don't know if she was kidnapped." Ling Luo said casually.

"Can't eat anymore?" Bei Luo thought of this instead.

"Wang Bixie, you have changed."

"I know, I have become calm and stable, and I am no longer the impulsive brat I used to be." Bei Luo said naturally: "I am already a responsible man, a king who shoulders heavy burdens."

"Yun Wuyue, if you don't look at your husband, he has become shameless and has learned to rush to answer the wrong answers, bragging together shamelessly."

"Thank you, I know this is my husband, no need to remind."

Husband and wife mixed doubles, with a wonderful strikeout, Lingluo Tiannv held her heart and almost couldn't help but flicked her hair in a short while: "Huh, with this attitude, I want to come and have a meal, let's drink the northwest wind."

Cen Ying rolled up her sleeves: "How about I cook? The peanuts I cook are delicious."

"As long as there is a peanut..."

"Huh?" Yun Wuyue frowned slightly, and then relaxed, she said: "I'm back."

"Who's back?" Cen Ying asked casually.

"They're all back." Yun Wuyue folded her arms, her face was expressionless, it seemed to be visible to others, she seemed to have a smile.

At this time, outside the gate of Baihuazhuang, Yu Mudan carrying a vegetable basket stepped into the gate, and Tang Shuixian followed cautiously.

"Have you all come?" Yu Mudan was a little surprised, then smiled and said: "That's really a coincidence, no need to inform."

"Don't they come to visit often, what's there to be surprised about?" Ling Luo crossed her arms and said, "Hurry up and cook, I'm hungry."

"Huh?" Yu Mudan and Tang Shuixian looked at each other, she blinked her eyes and asked, "Ling Luo, haven't you seen him? But he should have come back earlier."

"He?" Cen Ying and Ling Luo asked in unison. "came back?"

Bei Luo looked at Yun Wuyue, and seeing his wife nodded without a trace, Wang Bixie's smile also rose.

Before everyone could speak, they heard the sound of a grave opening not far away, the coffin board was lifted, and Si Wei flew out and landed in the crowd.

She looked around: "Brother is back? Where is he? Where is he? Where is my brother? What about the elder brother?"

"Sister Si Wei, calm down." Cen Ying waved her small hand, "I will be back sooner or later, maybe I lost my way, after all, we moved to another place."

"This guy is still elusive as always." Ling Luo looked at Yu Mudan: "What did he tell you?"

Tang Shuixian opened the folding fan and interjected: "He said he wanted to see what his own portrait looks like first..."

Several other people looked at each other in blank dismay, they didn't give Su Baili any tablet or portrait, after all they all knew that he was not dead.

However, Ling Luo's expression changed, and her figure instantly turned into a black phantom, flashing into the boudoir bedroom on the second floor.

Sure enough, after kicking open the window, she saw a familiar figure from behind.

The young man was sitting sideways on a chair, looking at a roll of pictures with the light coming in, the backlight could see that this roll of pictures was...

Ling Luo rushed up to grab the scroll, pulled it hard, and tore it to pieces, her face flushed, her eyes also red, and she just stared at this hateful man.

The young man was stared at by her. After a few seconds, his eyes shifted slightly, but soon his face was held in both hands, and he was forced to meet her eyes.

"See?" Lingluo asked in a trembling voice. "Well...he nodded.

Ling Luo was silent for a while: "How is the painting?"

"Very good." The young man said, "It would be even better if you could also draw the clothes."

Another silence passed.

"Can you let go first?" the young man asked.

"I said before, if you still dare to come back, I won't let you go." Ling Luo stared at him: "You should have been mentally prepared."

Looking at the celestial girl who looked like an angry little lion, the young man couldn't help but laugh: "If you don't want to let go, then you have to hold on tight. After all... I am very popular."

"Then let them come!" Lingluo said proudly, "No one can compete with me!"

As soon as the words fell, the wall on the second floor was directly demolished, and Si Wei rushed into the room, seeing this scene: "Ling Luo—let me go!

Cen Ying also pushed open the door: "Well, well, don't quarrel, we finally meet again, let's have a good chat..."

Yu Mudan lifted the vegetable basket: "I'll cook."

Bei Luo smiled with great interest: "It's really lively."