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Chapter 845, smile, aunt, to be a good reputation

Cold and beautiful, pretending to be innocent, looking at Shengdong, coldly said: "When you come, why don't you say it in advance, without your meal, go out."

Lin Xiaomi snorted and dared to dress with him!

It is clear that he is venting!

Cold and eager to swallow the mouth, the heart can not help but sigh, really not afraid of God's opponent, I am afraid of pig-like teammates.

When Sheng Dong came over this time, he simply sold him out completely!

Sheng Dong couldn’t care much, watching Wen Xiaoxiao’s skin on the outside being red, and the pungent smell on his body, he could imagine the kind of picture at the time.

He couldn't help but ask about the passing of the time, but he received the cold-blooded warning. He could only bear the temper and pretend to ask: "What is your face? And you." the taste of……"

When Leng Yuhuang listened to Sheng Dong’s words, he closed his eyes without words. He said that he would not help the pig-like opponent in the future.

I have never seen a man who can't talk like this!

No wonder it’s a mess of your life.

Leng Yuhuang is completely unwilling to take care of him, and he is diligent in giving Lin Xiaomi a dish.

Lin Xiaomi directly returned to him with a big white eye, throwing out the vegetables he had caught in the bowl, not eating!

The dinner time, which was originally harmonious, was awkward because of the appearance of Shengdong.

Of course, this has no effect on the cold Jun Lin. He looked at everyone's expression while eating his mouth and eating something, and he had already eaten two chicken legs in one breath.

"I...the two seasons change season, the air pollution in Kyoto is also very serious, I bought some hypoallergenic ointment, just took it with you, you try it..."

Shengdong’s voice did not fall, Wen Xiaoxiao had stood up directly. She looked at Lin Xiaomi sitting opposite and said coldly: “I am full, you eat slowly.”

Finally, there is an opportunity to get close to her. How could Shengdong let go of it, and almost subconsciously raised her hand and grabbed her wrist.

"Don't touch me!" Wen Xiaoxiao opened him coldly, leaving no trace of affection, and quickly walked out of the restaurant.

Sheng Dong paused, still unable to withstand the inner desire, got up and chased out.

"Smile! I am really sorry about today's things. I will definitely check them out and give you an explanation!"

Wen Xiaoxiao looked disgusted and exhausted as he looked at the man in front of her: "No, I don't need your management."

"Smile! You can't do this. If you hate me, don't make fun of your own safety. Okay, fortunately it's paint. If it's sulfuric acid, the consequences are simply unimaginable! Before I found this person, I Will send someone to protect you."

Sheng Dong almost whispered and asked her to accept his protection. He was so big and had never spoken to anyone who was so whispering.

But his words only attracted a deeper dislike of Wen Xiaoxiao.

"What should I not do? I have never had such a thing in the United States for four years. How can I become like this when I come back? Tell me, why is this?"

"Shengdong, don't you understand? If it wasn't for your family and you, I don't have to bear all of this today! If you really feel sorry, then please have your family and you are far away from me! I really don't want to see you again!"

After Wen Xiaoxiao finished speaking, he pushed him away and quickly ran upstairs.

Sheng Dongjun’s standing there, he never knew that Wen Xiaoxiao’s smile could be such a ruthless face.

She really didn't give him a little room.

Every sentence is like a sharp blade piercing into his heart.

A good meal, because of the emergence of Shengdong.

Wen Xiaoxiao said that she was full, but she had not even picked up the chopsticks. Lin Xiaomi knew that Wen Yifan was Sheng Dong’s own flesh and blood, and she would not wait for Shengdong. After today’s events, she saw Shengdong. Even more dissatisfied, even with the cold letter to him to ventilate the letter will not be seen.

The chopsticks were slammed on the table by Lin Xiaomi. When she had not had time to ask for sin, Leng Xiaohuang stood up and fled the restaurant in a hurry.

Lin Xiaomi looked at the back of his departure, and the question to the mouth could only be swallowed back.

Counting you running fast!

The cold Jun Lin’s direct snoring, squatting with a small mouth, his mouth full of guilty, and refused to leave on the table.

The small head of the melon is turning around, and there is something wrong with it: "There is a problem, hey, there must be a problem."

Lin Xiaomi gave him a bowl of soup and put it on his hand. He listened to the groan of his **** and asked, "What are you talking about, what is the problem?"

Cold Jun is not afraid of her, so she dares to say anything in front of her.

Directly: "Sheng Shushu is smiling with aunt, there is a problem between the two!"

Lin Xiaomi: "..."

"You know it again!"

Leng Jun Lin raised his chin and affirmed: "Of course I know, you see that Uncle Sheng just smiled and smiled at Auntie! It’s just like looking at you with cold and beautiful, not right! It’s when you are awkward with cold and beautiful. Look at your eyes, look, pitiful, no man at all."

Lin Xiaomi: "..." A little boy also knows that men are not men!

Leng Junlin seems to understand the meaning of Lin Xiaomi's eyes. The brow immediately slams up: "What is your look, ah? You can't look down on our children, what happened to children? Children also have IQ. I heard that the uncles that Mr. Sheng had just said, he was willing to give a smile to Auntie!"

He said, suddenly snorted, thinking of a very serious question, watching Lin Xiaomi exclaimed: "God, smile aunt, it will not be the uncle that Sheng Shushu intends to find for the reputation?"

Lin Xiaomi was shocked by him and quickly grabbed his mouth: "You don't talk nonsense, you can't eat chicken legs for a week!"

Such punishment is a terrible thing for Leng Junlin.

The soft hand pressed on his mouth, blocking most of his face, leaving only a pair of clear and clear eyes, from time to time, the softness of the heart can not be controlled.

It’s so cute that people can’t bear to blame: “Isn’t you talking nonsense?”

Leng Jun’s “唔唔” shook his head, and Lin Xiaomi let him go, and he put the soup bowl in front of him: “Come on.”

Leng Jun held the soup bowl and took a sip of his mouth. He was not convinced: "It was."

In the next moment, the soup bowl in his hand was taken down by Lin Xiaomi. He was dissatisfied: "I haven't finished drinking yet."

"The attitude of confessing is dishonest, confiscated, and not drinking for you."

The cold Jun Lin smashed it, and he didn’t drink it without drinking it. Anyway, he couldn’t drink it.

However, Lin Xiaomi’s reaction is simply a cover-up.

If they really don't have anything to do, why are they afraid of him?