The long salivary glands extend from the corner of the mouth to the vomit pile, and you can raise your hand and touch it off.

Leng Xia's face turned livid, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely. The hot and humid feeling on his thighs became more and more clear, and the sticky vomit fell to the ground in small pieces.

"I really want to kill you, you disgusting woman!!"

Jin Yingluo took in big breaths. It felt so good to be able to breathe.

"The situation is urgent. I have to turn around and vomit, otherwise I will vomit on the table."

"Then you won't turn your head the other way!!"

"I'm almost dead, I don't have time to think so much."

"You...I shouldn't have saved you, I would have choked you to death!!"

"Are you really in the mood to talk nonsense like this? Does the vomit smell good? Why don't you go back and change it quickly?"

In fact, it was just the taste of milk mixed with cakes. After all, it was just spit out from the mouth, not from the stomach, but the sticky pile still looked extremely disgusting.

"You're right. Come here! Bring me a set of clothes."

"You want to change clothes here??"

"What if?"

"This is the kitchen! Change your clothes here, don't you think it's disgusting?"

Leng Xia frowned and shouted loudly: "It's not you who did it! Besides, it's my territory and you don't care where I change my clothes!"

"Pervert, whatever you want!" He stood up, took the milk and left.

"stop!!"

Jin Yingluo stopped and faced him, with an obvious tone of disdain: "I'm not in the mood to watch you striptease here."

"I saved your life, and you just left."

Turning around. "Then what does Young Master Leng want to do?"

"Cook for me."

"Huh?" She made a terrible Chinese dish in the morning - vegetable pimple soup. She tasted it herself, and her facial expression was comparable to that of swallowing poison. Not only did this bastard finish eating it, but now he wants to eat it?

"Can't you hear me clearly? Cook for me!!"

Liu Mei raised her eyebrows playfully, "How about continuing with the noodle soup I made in the morning?"

Leng Xia really wanted to faint on the ground, but it turned out that it was pimple soup!!

Just as he was about to speak, the servant stepped forward to interrupt.

"Master, the clothes you want." He presented them with both hands.

Jin Yingluo turned around and left.

"Did I let you go?"

"What do you want!!"

Leng Xia took the clothes and said to the servant: "Tell Arthur to make two portions of pasta quickly."

"Okay, Master."

"Get out of here." He picked up his pants, shook them off and said, "Stay and eat spaghetti."

"I won't eat." There was a rustling sound behind her, which made Jin Yingluo extremely uncomfortable. That bastard was changing clothes.

"Come here and help me tie my belt."

He was stunned and said, "Go to hell, you big pervert."

Opening the door, "Miss Jin, the young master has not allowed you to leave..."

"Bang!!" It happened again!!

"Tell your dogs to get out of the way!!"

"Come here and tie my belt, I can't use my left hand."

"I can't use my right hand either."

"Just match your left hand with my right hand." His red eyes were graceful, like the twinkling stars outside, and there was a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

Jin Yingluo's chest felt tight. "Then who usually ties it for you?"

"Wes."

"Then you call Weiss, or your wife, and I can't stand too close to you. It's not good."

Leng Xia's eyes were affectionate and she said with a hint of bitterness:
Chapter completed!