Holding the kettle, the beauty with an inexplicable and mysterious temperant suddenly turned her head, her expression changed from alert, to astonishnt, to surprise, she threw away the teapot, rushed over briskly, and hugged her tightly... disciple.
Yes, Li Yun was ruthlessly ignored!
Fan Linglong hugged her disciple tightly, and at the sa ti, she was also the daughter of her pregnancy, Fan Qingsheng.
He whispered: "Ching Sage, Ching Sage, my good boy, Master misses you so much!"
Fan Qingsheng is not a person who is used to expressing her emotions, and she does not show much joy.
However, Li Yun can see that her expression has softened, and her hands are also embracing her master, who is also her mother.
I am afraid it is very difficult for them to have such a strange ntor and apprentice as mother and daughter in the world. They have been together day and night for 18 years, but the relationship between the two is the ntor and apprentice, not the mother and daughter.
But it's hard to say.
Before, Fan Linglong didn't want Qingsheng to know her life experience, for fear that she felt that she was different and a strange kind.
However, two months ago, after the identities of the two saints were revealed by Wan Nishang, Saint Fanqing did not show an unacceptable appearance. The two have already known each other as their mother and daughter, and their future emotions may not move from their masters to their mothers. Female developnt.
Li Yun, however, had a full favor with them.
"Ahem!"
"Cough cough cough!"
Li Yun coughed several tis in a row, and Fan Linglong finally let go of her daughter and glanced at him squintingly: "Why are you here again? What are you doing? And, what did you cough up just now! Shut up!"
"..."
Master Linglong has always been a very sturdy person with a childish ntality.
Although she has lived for hundreds of years.
"I ca to see you!"
Li Yun said shalessly, reaching out to pull Fan Linglong's little hand, it would be even better if he could touch her long hair full of mysterious beauty by the way.
"Do you think I'm as good as Qingsheng?"
Fan Linglong rolled her eyes and took her apprentice’s little hand and walked ho. However, after a few steps, she couldn’t help turning her head back and said to Li Yun in a commanding tone: “Since you are my son-in-law. , Then work for ! Quickly, go and water the vegetable field, and then go upstairs after watering!"
After speaking, he really took the disciple's hand and walked to the second floor, no longer waiting for Li Yun.
"Wait for five seconds, and I will go up with you."
"..."
Fan Linglong clearly saw that Li Yun, the bastard, was manipulating the water in the bucket with his force. It slamd up, and it was sprayed on the vegetable floor like a rain. Not to ntion five seconds, less than three seconds, imdiately complete The action of watering!
"Hurry up?"
Li Yun smiled, clapped his hands and followed the two won.
Fan Linglong looked weak, and hated that iron was not made of steel, and said: "All the masters in the world who live in seclusion, when you see you watering so roughly, will hit you with a broom!"
Seclusion, of course, pays attention to an artistic conception. The so-called picking a chrysanthemum under the eastern fence and seeing Nanshan leisurely is to describe this kind of life.
If it becos picking vegetables under the east fence, and seeing the trailer leisurely, there will be no artistic conception, just like Li Yun's thod of pouring vegetables, rude!
"The person holding the broom may also be a sweeping monk."
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"The sweeping monk is a very powerful person, similar to Linglong you."
"Don't be silly here, go and make tea for !"
"Yes!"
This ti, Li Yun didn't refuse, holding a hot water bottle, and lighting a fire with magic techniques, while watching the two beauties get together and chat, while making tea.
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