Chapter 227
One person plays two roles. I don't know when this kind of life will end.
Luo Luo looked at the sky, but he had no choice.
At the same time, an idea was growing in her head
Hospital, SVIP ward.
"Flying eagle, what's the origin of that Lingye?" Lin Yurou half leans on the hospital bed, now she looks a little poor, looks a little haggard.
Since she fainted at the last birthday party for her father, her heart disease has been recurred, and she will recur indirectly once again.
She was so haggard from her illness.
All this, blame the man of unknown origin.
Flying Eagle gently helped her to tuck in the corner, "Miss, the other party is the distant cousin of the boss of yaolingling studio. I studied abroad before, but now I'm back. "
" young spirit? " Lin Yurou seems to think of something, "Ling Ling?"
"Yes."
"Lingling's cousin, Lingye?"
"Yes."
"Why haven't you heard of this person before?" Lin Yurou thought it was a little strange. "You should have a good look at this. "
" OK. "
" I always feel that this Lingye has something to do with Ye Ling, "Lin Yurou coughed a few times, and her face was as weak as white paper." I always feel that this Lingye seems to come for revenge.
His song is all about me. "
Lin Yurou's eyebrows were slightly frowning. She analyzed:" Guanglingsan is a song played by Ji Kang before he died when he was executed in public. It's the best song of all time.
When he plays Guanglingsan, I always feel that he is suggesting something to me... "
The more she said, the more gloomy Lin Yurou's face became.
"Miss, you think too much." Flying Eagle helpless, he helped Lin Yurou cut fruit, will be a piece of fresh pitaya to Lin Yurou lips, "Miss, eat some fruit."
"Well." Lin Yurou is about to open her mouth
Seeing the dense black seeds on the pitaya, Lin Yurou's head suddenly comes up with the picture of the little fool asking himself to help pick the seeds when he visited Luoluo in the hospital before -
Lin Yurou is angry and pats the fruit in the eagle's hand.
Even overturned the whole fruit plate.
The peeled fruits are all wasted on the ground.
"Miss, this is..." Flying Eagle frowned and worried: "Miss, are you not feeling well?"
"You're cursing me, aren't you?" Lin Yurou asked, red eyes, also did not have the usual gentle little white flower image.
It looks a bit ferocious.
"No. "Eagle surprised," I am loyal to miss, how can curse miss?!
Miss, what's the matter with you? "
flying eagle clearly feels that Lin Yurou's mood has become a little volatile since this period of time.
Aware of her gaffe, Lin Yurou suppressed her anger. She glanced at the Pitaya and said, "in the future, don't let me see these disgusting things."
"Miss, didn't you like it very much before?"
"That was before." Lin Yurou's eyes twinkled with cold, "I don't care where the Lingye is sacred. This person can't stay."
Lin Yurou made a posture of wiping her neck.
"Yes The flying eagle's eyes are deep.
……
"Naogong, I'm fat!"
Switching back to women's clothes, Luo Luo, who adjusted his mood, came to Mohist villa.
She came to the second floor.
Found that Mo lengqing also locked herself in the room she couldn't get into.
The door was tightly closed.
I don't know what to do in it.
Is he still selling affectionate design?
Luo Luo looked at the sky, but he had no choice.
At the same time, an idea was growing in her head
Hospital, SVIP ward.
"Flying eagle, what's the origin of that Lingye?" Lin Yurou half leans on the hospital bed, now she looks a little poor, looks a little haggard.
Since she fainted at the last birthday party for her father, her heart disease has been recurred, and she will recur indirectly once again.
She was so haggard from her illness.
All this, blame the man of unknown origin.
Flying Eagle gently helped her to tuck in the corner, "Miss, the other party is the distant cousin of the boss of yaolingling studio. I studied abroad before, but now I'm back. "
" young spirit? " Lin Yurou seems to think of something, "Ling Ling?"
"Yes."
"Lingling's cousin, Lingye?"
"Yes."
"Why haven't you heard of this person before?" Lin Yurou thought it was a little strange. "You should have a good look at this. "
" OK. "
" I always feel that this Lingye has something to do with Ye Ling, "Lin Yurou coughed a few times, and her face was as weak as white paper." I always feel that this Lingye seems to come for revenge.
His song is all about me. "
Lin Yurou's eyebrows were slightly frowning. She analyzed:" Guanglingsan is a song played by Ji Kang before he died when he was executed in public. It's the best song of all time.
When he plays Guanglingsan, I always feel that he is suggesting something to me... "
The more she said, the more gloomy Lin Yurou's face became.
"Miss, you think too much." Flying Eagle helpless, he helped Lin Yurou cut fruit, will be a piece of fresh pitaya to Lin Yurou lips, "Miss, eat some fruit."
"Well." Lin Yurou is about to open her mouth
Seeing the dense black seeds on the pitaya, Lin Yurou's head suddenly comes up with the picture of the little fool asking himself to help pick the seeds when he visited Luoluo in the hospital before -
Lin Yurou is angry and pats the fruit in the eagle's hand.
Even overturned the whole fruit plate.
The peeled fruits are all wasted on the ground.
"Miss, this is..." Flying Eagle frowned and worried: "Miss, are you not feeling well?"
"You're cursing me, aren't you?" Lin Yurou asked, red eyes, also did not have the usual gentle little white flower image.
It looks a bit ferocious.
"No. "Eagle surprised," I am loyal to miss, how can curse miss?!
Miss, what's the matter with you? "
flying eagle clearly feels that Lin Yurou's mood has become a little volatile since this period of time.
Aware of her gaffe, Lin Yurou suppressed her anger. She glanced at the Pitaya and said, "in the future, don't let me see these disgusting things."
"Miss, didn't you like it very much before?"
"That was before." Lin Yurou's eyes twinkled with cold, "I don't care where the Lingye is sacred. This person can't stay."
Lin Yurou made a posture of wiping her neck.
"Yes The flying eagle's eyes are deep.
……
"Naogong, I'm fat!"
Switching back to women's clothes, Luo Luo, who adjusted his mood, came to Mohist villa.
She came to the second floor.
Found that Mo lengqing also locked herself in the room she couldn't get into.
The door was tightly closed.
I don't know what to do in it.
Is he still selling affectionate design?