"It's a chicken leg, without soul." Ni Ying didn't even look at the wind, and prepared the meat, wiped his hands and started eating.

She is actually not gentle in eating, and is even a little rude.

Eating meat and drinking water is not the same as the women he usually meets.

But unexpectedly, she looks pretty pretty like this.

She ate very deliciously, and Zhuolun didn't want to eat it, but she was also attracted by her appetite.

I thought about it in my heart, and also imitated her to stab her with a knife.

A chicken leg was broken into pieces and it felt like it was stomach up to the point of being broken.

Just as he was frowning and hesitating deeply about whether to eat, a plate was pushed over to him.

"Give."

A plate of meat was filled with meat. Ni Ying didn't even look at him and wiped the knife on her own: "If you want to eat, hurry up, your car is here."

"What's the hurry?" Zhuolun lazily picked up chopsticks and ate it was pretty good.

When he finished eating, it was already past three o'clock.

After eating and drinking, Zhuolun fell asleep in the car.

When he arrived downstairs of Zhuo's house, Ni Ying saw him having a headache and dragged him up: "You're home."

Zhuo Lun, who was half asleep and half awake, opened his eyes and saw the light at his house, his face turned dark in an instant: "Damn, your brain..."

Seeing that the person in front of me was Ni Ying, I swallowed the second half of the swear words back and fell back: "Lao Zhang, send me to Yayuan."

Is this person a brain problem? He doesn't even enter when he reaches his doorstep? Why is this happening?

Ni Ying looked at him with some annoyance and did not move.

Before Lao Zhang could persuade her, the door of the Zhuo family opened.

A car drove out in a low profile, and it was not fast.

"Hmm?" Zhuolun narrowed his eyes and glanced quickly.

The back seat has a window open, and you can see clearly that it is a woman.

Still a very young woman.

"Tsk." Zhuo Lun went back and looked at Ni Ying with a 3-pointed aggression: "Did you see, they are never alone, but I'll make him bad things when I come back."

After savoring the meaning of the good things in his mouth, Ni Ying got back in the car with a dark face and closed the door.

Although he didn't say anything, he agreed to leave.

In the following days, she followed Zhuolun in and out.

Zhuolun was inverted day and night, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was drunk and died of dreams.

Sometimes when she looked at it, she felt incredible.

Just tossing like this, she, a person who exercises daily, can't stand it. He didn't die suddenly?

I don't know if it's lucky or unfortunate.

However, although he was a slut, she just followed him, no matter what.

Apart from that, she had nothing to do.

On the surface, no one dares to provoke Zhuolun.

Everyone held him and coaxed him, and he enjoyed it himself.

When you are in a good mood, you change your bride every day and become a groom every night. If you are not in a good mood, you won’t like anyone else, and if you want to scold me, you will scold me.

Sometimes she was surprised to see that with Zhuolun's temperament, she should really thank his eight generations of ancestors.

The more I follow, the more I despise this person.

How did that cute little pink ball in my memory grow into this thing?
Chapter completed!