Mysterious Young Master, Super Cool

3151-Red

Even if the dream that Hao Yu had just dreamed up, everything will return to normal after waking up.

The reason why the thought of the underworld has been stuck in the past is not because he takes the burden on his shoulders too much!

If his parents are still alive, how can they bear to watch their children live like this!

As long as you calmly think about this matter, you can immediately think clearly. If the parents of Mingyu really don't feel bad about Mingyu, how can they not choose to tell the truth after Mo Shaotong's provocations? ?

After all, the parents in the world are the same. They can go down the mountain for the sake of their children.

As long as their children can be safe and happy, there is nothing they cannot give, even their lives.

At this moment, Ming Yu could only hold Peng Xixi tightly, bury her face between her neck, and smell the aroma that was enough to reassure him. Ming Yu's stuffy voice came from Peng Xixi's ear.

"It's okay, Sissi, everything is over, and I won't drill any more."

"Huh!" Peng Xixi quietly hugged Mingyu, neither of them spoke, but they could feel each other's heart beat from the chest!

Nothing in this world can make people feel more at ease and happiness than now!

If there is no meditation to knock on the door, Peng Xixi and Mingyu are afraid that they will embrace the land!

After hearing the knock on the underworld, I cleaned my clothes and opened the door!

At the door, the meditator stood alone with two suits in his hands.

"uncle……"

When this happened, Ming Yu felt a little unhappy about meditation.

The expression of meditation was as calm and gentle as ever, handing the two suits in the hands to the underworld.

"Ayu, these are two sets of pajamas. You and Miss Peng have been busy all day, so take a bath and rest early."

It is rare to meditate an incumbent president to this extent, worrying that the mood of Ming Yu will be affected again, and he himself brought clothes to Ming Yu and Peng Xixi.

"Uncle, can we talk?"

Hei Yu asked carefully.

Even if some things will become the knot of his life, Ming Yu still wants to know what kind of role his uncle played in that matter.

Instead of rejecting his offer, Cultivation smiled at Peng Xixi with a crooked head and said, "If Miss Peng is not very tired, I can."

To be honest, at this time, it ’s going to be brighter without sleep, and meditating an incumbent president has more things to do every day. He can keep the drunken underworld to come to Peng Yuexi, and then he will cook for him , Now actually promised to chat with them both.

He wouldn't have done it to that extent if he hadn't taken Hades too seriously.

"Thank you."

Mingyu said that he planned to take Peng Xixi out, but was prevented by meditation.

"The two of you take a bath before you talk." Then, the meditating wrinkled his nose, "Stink."

Peng Yunxi looked down at her skirt.

Judging from the dirty degree of this skirt, my face must not be better now.

Damn, it's no wonder that it was stopped just in front of the presidential palace.

In this respect of her own, she looks like a beggar, and those security personnel have been polite without directly breaking her into a honeycomb.

(End of this chapter)