Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

Li Li smiled slightly. Although he had a younger brother, he was more eager to have a younger sister.
"Sister, I don't need it."

Luo Liuling turned his head away, not looking at the disappointed Li Li.

She didn't want to drag anyone down in the future, this Mo Li is very good, but he is not suitable to be her brother.

"Okay, okay, look at you, if you don't want to be your brother, even though I only have one hand, I can protect you, but... Phoenix Lord..."

When Mo Li said this, he paused. He said he wanted to protect her, but he could only do nothing about what Phoenix Lord did to her.

Talking about protection, Mo Li really wanted to slap himself.

Don't talk if you can't speak, it's so embarrassing now.

"Okay, feed me porridge."

She is not in the mood to think about this, now she just wants to regain her strength and become stronger step by step.

A bowl of porridge was eaten by Luo Liu Lingchi, but he was still very hungry, so Mo Li immediately went out to serve it again.

The whole body is really soft and soft, and there is no strength at all.

Luo Liuling looked at the ceiling, wondering what was going on with him, it had been ten days since they separated, and what was the situation outside.

Luo Liuling didn't know, although her face was very cold, but there was a trace of anxiety in her heart.

Just as he was thinking, a figure came in. It was an evil and charming man. He had thick and long eyelashes, and originally had a strong outline. There seemed to be many deep thoughts hidden between his slightly frowning eyebrows, but he followed The eyebrows were locked together.

Those extremely sensual lips carried a fierce masculine charm.

He was dressed in a golden robe, with blond hair hanging behind him. His face was cut like a knife, his nose was straight and his mouth was square, and he looked extremely handsome.

As soon as he appeared, Luo Liuling's heart suddenly beat rapidly, and a strong sense of threat filled Luo Liuling's body.

"It seems that you look good."

Feng Xiliang sat on the bed, glanced at Luo Liuling, her tone was bewitchingly gentle.

This man is simply a tangled person, Luo Liuling can't understand him, and doesn't want to understand him.

Luo Liuling closed her eyes, not wanting to look at this man at all.

But Feng Xiliang didn't know Luo Liuling's disgust, so he got closer.

A warm breath sprinkled on Luo Liuling's face, itching, Luo Liuling opened his eyes and saw a face five centimeters in front of him. [

There was a chill in the pupils, Feng Xiliang seemed unaware of this posture.

Looking at the face in front of her, Feng Xiliang burst into a smile.