【Unhappy to be disturbed: Say, do you want to be the big brother's dog jpg.】

【Unhappy to be disturbed: I like you more than just a word, I just want to fuck jpg.】

...

After brushing more than a hundred pieces in one breath, he hummed, "I'm much cuter than him. I can not only send face words, but also send emoticons!"

Bu Yao: "..." Well, you can still be slutty.

She silently took out her cell phone and began to return her emoticons.

[Unhappy when you are embarrassed: the other party refuses to receive your message and gives up your son jpg.]

[Unhappy when you are embarrassed: the other party refuses to receive your message and expels you from the Demon Fairy Castle jpg.]

【Disappy and displeasure: the other party refuses to receive your message and steals your inflatable doll jpg.】

[Unhappy when you are embarrassed: the other party refuses to receive your message and throws two dogs at you jpg.]

【Disappy when faced with shame: the other party refused to receive your message and touched your chest muscles jpg.】

[I am unhappy when I am embarrassed: I refuse the fifth company, come on, fight pictures!]

[Unhappy to be disturbed: oh oh oh oh oh husband, you have changed. When you married me, you said that you wouldn't make me cry!]

[Unhappy when you are embarrassed: crying in bed doesn't count.]

After the news of Bu Yao was released, the air seemed to solidify.

She raised her head stiffly and saw him holding his chin with one hand and resting his other hand on the table. His slender fingers hit the table again and again. His clear eyes were filled with a playful smile. He lazily said, "Try it tonight?"

"I'm sorry, I'm disturbing, goodbye."

With his straightforward eyes, Bu Yao finished his breakfast, drank milk, and slipped out of the restaurant as if he was running away, and went to the training room on the second floor.

Lu Yan sat at the dining table and stared at his glass of milk for a while, took out his cell phone and took a photo and posted it on Weibo.

A few minutes later, Bu Yao's phone rang a Weibo prompt sound, and there was also a push message: Lu Piaoliang, who you are particularly following, posted on Weibo...

[Lu Piaoliang V: The milk this morning was strawberry flavor, happy! [Kiss][Kiss][Kiss]]

The attached picture shows the milk she poured for him, pure milk, and there is a milk box next to it...

Bu Yao: "…"

Why is her stupid son so mentally retarded when he shows his affection!

Seeing the three kissing expressions, she instantly remembered the kiss again. While her ears were getting hot, she couldn't help but tilt the corners of her lips, and read the comments below happily.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

[Silly child, the bright milk box at the corner of the table has exposed you!]

[How much does Guangming give you? I will pay double the price of Yili!]

[Don't I, Mengniu, deserve a name!]

[What did Wangzai Milk do wrong, why did you abandon it!]

【Honey, have you changed your taste? When did it happen?】

[If I remember correctly, you once said on Weibo that you will never drink pure milk in your life, right?]

[No more talk, look at the picture!]

Bu Yao clicked on this screenshot and found that this was a Weibo post by his stupid son two years ago.

[Lu Piaoliang V: It is impossible to drink pure milk. It is impossible to drink pure milk in this life, unless the person who forces me to drink milk: bruises durian on the forehead, crushes big stones on the chest, drinks five bottles of laundry detergent, eats raw orange peels, complete series of hand-copying news broadcasts, 5,000 slaps, 100 meters of bungee jumps without a rope, and picks up the white blades with empty hands to beg me!]

Bu Yao: "…"
Chapter completed!