Chapter 3795: Listen to the story, no seeds, bad reviews! (three)

Falling rain almost scared to jump three feet high from its place.
The nerves in the whole body tightened instantly.
The fingers are slightly intertwined, which is an action of calling 傀儡.
The spiritual power in the body is also surging rapidly in Dantian, ready to go.
"By night, you woke up long ago?"
He was talking about questions, but his tone was 100% sure.
Ye Chengfeng smiled, and did not answer his words, but walked to the last painting and gently stroked his hands.
His movements were extremely gentle and cherished, and he wanted to touch his most precious treasure.
Then, Luo Yu heard his gentle voice: "Do you want to hear, Your Highness?"
Luo Yu wanted to say "don't want to listen".
But he didn't dare!
Because he can't beat this perverted teacher.
Most importantly, he also really wanted to know, who is the main character in this painting, and what is going on now?
Ye Chengfeng saw him silent, and was about to go on with his own heart.
Falling rain suddenly raised his hand and said, "Wait a minute!"
Ye Chengfeng frowned slightly and looked at him expressionlessly.
He thought he would wait for disgusting and cold curses and rejections.
Who knew that Luo Yu went directly to the outside room and dragged a chair, and even took a few plates of cakes and fruits on the table.
Regardless of the response of the night riding wind, La La La directly sit at the table.
As he sipped the fruit, he said, "Okay, now you can start telling stories."
Hum, since he can't resist, he might as well enjoy it!
It's just that there are only Linguo cakes, no seeds, and half the fun of listening to the story, bad reviews!
For the first time in thousands of years, Ye Chengfeng showed a stunned, confused expression.
Luo Yu took a sip of Linguo and kindly reminded him, "Isn't it about telling a story? I'm ready, you can start telling."
The smile on Ye Chengfeng's face slowly spread, his expression as if helpless, and as if he missed him.
This smile was very different from the cold and sly smile he usually had.
But this laugh lasted only a moment.
He was blinded by the drooping eyes.
He began to tell a story long enough to be almost forgotten by everyone in a gentle, almost undulating tone.
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Thousands of years ago, the continent was cultivated.
"Yanu, hurry up and pour Yexiang in my room."
"Little bitch, call you! I heard nothing!"
Cha Zhan slammed his face on the teenager's face.
The hot tea mixed with the minced tea leaves flowed along his forehead.
The originally white, almost transparent skin was reddened by hot water and even swelled slightly.
But the most conspicuous thing was a scar across his forehead and face.
The look of a teenager should have been extremely beautiful.
But just because of this crooked and crooked scar, it looks very strange and weird, which makes people unable to look directly.
"Little bitch, what do you look at me like this? Do you think that you are still the most favored little boy of [Drunk Life and Death]? Hehe, look at your face as you poop! Who is disgusting when you see it? "
"A is a slut, dirty our son's room, what are you doing? Why don't you get away with Ye Xiang!"
...
The teenager took a scoop of water and poured it down his head.
In the early morning of winter, the water was bitter.
But he seemed to be unaware.
Suddenly, the boy made a sudden move and looked up suddenly.
I saw the wall of [Drunk Life and Dreams], I don't know when I was sitting on a figure.