"You eat it yourself...I'll wash my hands..."

Ling Luoyu's voice came outside the door, and he closed the door with another kick.

"This hand is full of greasy..."

She shook her hand in disgust, and the door on one side happened to be opened.

"Bang!"

Ling Luoyu's movements paused, and the whole world suddenly became quiet.

She thrust her mouth slowly, smiling awkwardly—

"That... I'm sorry..."

The conscience of heaven and earth is not her original intention.

It was just a casual swing. How could it be so accurate? It just slapped on someone's face?!

The man who was being beaten in great spirits, with collagen on his face, white and tender, and handsome.

However, I don’t know if the handsome guy was stunned by Ling Luoyu’s slap or was scared to death.

He seemed to have not felt the pain at all, but was standing there with a complicated expression.

With awkward smile, Ling Luoyu took back his greasy hands from the handsome guy's white, tender and delicate handsome face.

At this moment, the handsome face was so painful that he slowly turned his head and lowered his eyes.

After seeing Ling Luoyu's hands were greasy, he jumped up instantly.

"Ah... someone comes, someone comes..."

He raised his hand and touched his cheek, and the greasy one hand was immediately greasy, as if holding a deadly poison, he took a breath of cold air, and suddenly fell down and twitched non-stop.

Ling Luoyu →_→

Your uncle!!

What does this mean?!

Are you fucking a mess!?

She just slapped that way!

It's so fucking good that no one will die!!

As the handsome guy fell to the ground, the door of the room he was in was completely opened, and two strong men rushed out.

"Young Master..."

As soon as they saw the man at the bottom, their faces changed suddenly.

He didn't care about Ling Luoyu and quickly squatted to check.

"Young Master, are you okay..."

The older man breathed a sigh of relief after checking the handsome guy's pupils.

"fine……"

"Fang Zhe, how are you doing?" The other man's face was pale with nervous expression.

"It's okay, the young master fainted..."

Fang Zhe took out a bottle from his arms, poured a pill, stuffed it into his master's mouth, and pointed his head to the side.

"Zhao Long, send the young master in and rest..."

"yes!"

Zhao Long responded and quickly picked up the handsome guy and returned to the room.

Fang Zhe then slowly stood up and looked at Ling Luoyu with an apology.

"You hurt our young master!"

"That...is an accident, and it's not an injury..."

Ling Luoyu looked at his hands and smiled so much that he felt so painful.

"I just got some oil... and got it on him. Who knew that he had such a strong reaction..."

I don’t know, I thought she stabbed the little guy in the face!

Fang Zhe looked at Ling Luoyu's hand coldly and snorted suddenly: "In the future, when we meet our young master, you can walk around me, otherwise... don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Without waiting for Ling Luoyu to speak, he suddenly took a step back, retreated into the room, and brought it to the door heavily.

Ling Luoyu stood speechlessly—

Who are these people?

My master is sick, so I still have to blame her for not being able to do so?!

However, thinking about it, I felt relieved when I slapped someone in front of me.

When he washed his hands and returned to the room, Feng Chenglin had already wiped out most of the delicious food, and there were a pile of bones on the table, all of which were messy.

"Fatty man... you didn't hear anything outside just now?!"

"Heard it!!"

Feng Chenglin was competing with half of the pig's elbow, his mouth was greasy and he didn't even raise his head.

"What happened?"
Chapter completed!