Not long after the few people sat down, they saw Zhiyang suddenly speaking in unison and were delighted.

"A Yuan is back!"

Before everyone could react, they saw Luo Yuan pushing the door open, holding two packs of snacks in his hand, looking around the house, and quickly walking to Zhiyang.

"It's okay to say that you don't have to wait for me every day, why did you stand up again today?" Luo Yuan sat aside with Zhiyang, his eyes falling on Ming Hao from time to time, as if he was telling his relationship with Zhiyang.

"Brother Minghao found it today, did you see it?"

The inn is not big, and Minghao is sitting opposite Zhiyang, and he can see his figure as soon as he pushes the door. Luo Yuan is not a blind man, and his divine thoughts have already covered the entire inn. The moment Minghao stepped into the inn, Luo Yuan already knew it.

"Brother Minghao is here, we have been a little worried these days." Luo Yuan smiled slightly, with some hostility in his eyes, but this hostility was well hidden by the smile on his face, and he couldn't see anything.

Ming Hao looked at Luo Yuan with his eyes fixedly, and he was not afraid of it. He answered, "I dare not bear this brother of Emperor Luo Yuan. This time, Fei Ling is here for sister Azhi."

As soon as these words came out, the house suddenly became quiet, and two different auras swept across the house instantly. Luo Yuan and Ming Hao stood still, facing each other, and undercurrents surged.

Dajiao Xuanyuan, who was sitting aside, couldn't help but feel sweat for Ming Hao.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Luo Yuan's sucking eyes, but Ming Hao was trying to provoke his wife, and I don't know what he was thinking. Is this just bumping into the window?

"Okay, OK, what are you two doing?" Looking at the momentum between the two, Dajiao Xuanyuan walked to the Shura field between them, laughing with regret, and looking at the two around him, "Brother Minghao, you have been in Feiling for so many days, so you must have not had a good rest. Let's go, where are you, I have good wine..."

As he said that, he took Minghao's shoulder, picked up a bag of Longjing Su with his other hand, and walked out of the house with Minghao.

Before leaving, Dajiao Xuanyuan kept throwing his eyes to Luo Yuan and took Minghao and Jing Qian out.

As soon as the door was closed, Zhiyang sat on the couch, pouting his mouth, and looked up in the misty white eyes, "I finally found Ming Hao, what are you doing?"

Luo Yuan looked at Zhiyang, and the faint moonlight was born behind him, illuminating Zhiyang's expression. Zhiyang in front of him faced the subtle moonlight, and his expression should be very clear and clear astonishment and confusion.

"His eyes are always on you. What do you think I want to do?" Luo Yuan took Longjing Su casually and handed it to Zhiyang's mouth.

His eyes were fixed on Zhiyang...but Zhiyang himself didn't know.

After lowering his head, Zhiyang restrained the stunned and astonishment on his face. In a blink of an eye, he had ten thousand lies in his heart. It was obviously not his own fault, but each seemed to be his own fault. So I turned my neck and raised my head, and Luo Yuan handed Long Jingsu to Zhiyang's mouth at the right time.

"This is not my fault..." Zhiyang murmured, then his eyes turned, as if he had discovered the difference between Luo Yuan.

He looked at him with his head tilted, but Luo Yuan turned his face away for some reason, but his ears were slightly red.
Chapter completed!