Chapter 2687: Silly White Sweet: The Lost Granddaughter of the Rich (38)

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Lu Juefeng heard that his eyebrows were slightly stunned, and he should understand that Mo Ling should not think of other aspects.
"Sorry." He squinted softly: "I really should adjust my mindset."
Talking and laughing, while playing with the Rubik's Cube, he said: "Are you sure to adjust your mindset, not to release uncontrollable emotions?"
After all, the four of them were called the four sons, although everyone encountered a faint look, and all the things were suppressed in the bottom of my heart.
But once one of them changes, they can still feel it.
Amount... In addition to Yan Ze.
After all, he is among the four of him, the one who has the most city. He likes Yan Yan, and he boldly let go.
Don't be afraid of anything, go all the way.
"You... what are you talking about?" Yan Ze scratched his head and said: "How can I hear it confused?"
"You can't understand what is normal?" Xiaoxiao shrugged and looked at Lu Jue's airway with a slight eyebrow: "You should rest during this time. Miss, we can protect three. You also You can adjust your mindset by the way."
Speaking of such a scheme, talking and laughing is naturally well thought out.
Their identity is the existence of the protection of the Luo family, and now it is to protect the existence of the dust.
If Luo Ding Dian is not the granddaughter of Luo Million, then it is Luo Dian dust can not match the Lu Juefeng; now Luo Ding is the granddaughter of Luo million, then the Lu Jue Feng is not worthy of the dust.
No, maybe more objectively speaking...
So far, no one's identity can match the dust, no one is qualified.
The surrounding atmosphere became quiet because of the words of laughter.
No one is talking, and even the words that are completely unclear are not open.
He is slow and not stupid, and the laughter has been so obvious. He should understand it when he is slow.
For a long time, the Juefeng was slowly coveted, the long eyelashes shivered, and the slender fingertips slid back and forth over the white sheets.
In the blink of an eye, he was carrying, and the deep scorpion shone with a shimmering light and looked at the laughter: "If I refuse?"
The surrounding air seems to freeze at this moment, whether it is Mo Ling or talking, or a little slow, Yan Ze did not think that Lu Jufeng would say such a sentence.
"There is less wind and less wind. I have never thought of you as a character of this kind of brother for so many years." Talking and laughing, he smiled and shook his head and said: "In front of you who have never had a word of 'love', This can't be called a love."
"What is that?" Mo Ling did not forget to help, this is the first time he saw such a Jue Feng, but it really meant a bit.
Talking and laughing, his hands quickly made the final turn on the Rubik's cube, but after the nine-color restoration, he lifted his head and smiled and said: "Love."
Since ancient times, the hero has been saddened by the beauty, and Lu Jufeng may not be able to control his emotions this time.
Yan Ze’s one-handed caress seems to be the same as thinking:
The original wind is less like a simple girl!

No wonder, that blame for so many years, Yan Hao is so good to him, he doesn't feel at all.
In fact, this may be a good thing for himself. After all, if Lu Jufeng has someone he likes, then Yan Yan has a chance for him!
"Simple?" Lu Jue's eyebrows are faint, and it seems that he is not very concerned about their ridicule. Instead, I smiled softly: "This is simply because you have to put a quotation mark."