Chapter 611: Freak, Always Freak 2

This curse is endlessly spoiled ...

She scolded her, and reminded him to look out the window. Sure enough, the sun seemed to have turned west.

"Master, young obedient, get up immediately." She quickly raised her face, but a little naughty.

"Um." He nodded.

The handsome face is so amazing.

He is still him.

It is impossible to let Chengcheng hold her crying, and it is not like his style.

Qu Taner quickly got up, his clothes wrinkled asleep, just like a clean and comfortable set, washed and groomed, and when he stepped out of the bedroom, a table of food was already prepared.

Mo Yifeng's goods, actually?

"Hey, Matriarch, wake up drunk, early!" She greeted, not politely.

When it comes to the word "drunk wake up", it is a deliberate pause.

Mo Yifeng naturally understood, pretending to smile slightly, quite personable, "You are not too late. Come and sit, isn't this waiting for you to eat?"

"How dare you let the patriarch wait." She sat down.

"no problem, no problem."

Suddenly, Qu Taner leaned towards the patriarch and asked in a low voice, "How is my grandfather's health?"

"Waking up means nothing will happen for the time being."

"temporarily?"

"Don't pick words, if you want to know anything, ask your grandfather to go."

"..." She pouted.

"This seat still wants to live a few more years." The elder of a certain ethnic group sighed-intriguing.

Morian City glanced briefly at them, pursed their lips, and said nothing.

In fact, he wanted to remind him that if he didn't eat, the food would be cold.

So, he took the lead in lifting the chopsticks and ate quietly.

He eats slowly and slowly ...

Qu Tan'er looked at it distressedly, his face was still so pale, and she was thin. It can be seen how hard he has been these days. So he picked up his chopsticks and gave him a sandwich. "Master, eat more. Make up for the blood that has been lost."

"..." He glanced at her lightly and said nothing, but ate everything she had pinched.

Mo Yifeng raised her eyebrows and ate.

"Mr. Matriarch, you can eat more." Qu Tanerpi smiled and smiled, and gave him a piece of chicken. "Come on, please have a small JJ ... Uh, chicken."

"?! ..."

Cold field, cultural generation gap, did not understand.

However, the keen insight that was born made the senior of a certain family realize that there was something wrong in her words, but found nothing wrong.

The city of Merlin was quite calm.

The more calm grandpa, the more suspicious ...

The patriarch, still eat the little meat | meat!

amount……

Qu Taner also learned the calmness of a certain grandfather, eating food.

This meal was just half eaten.

The sky suddenly sounded a clear howl.

Some kind of familiar, but arrogant laughter cut over the Mo people!

"Haha! Your grandfather, I'm here again, Xiaofengzi." During the day, Liu Qianshui appeared again.

Still, as before, a bright, sitting flying beast emerged from above.

Mo Yifeng ignored him this time and continued to eat his own meals.

Liu Qianshui drove the flying beast and fell into Mu Xiangju's courtyard.