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Chapter 550

With a embarrassed smile, Tao Ding finally recovered a little bit of his emotions.

"I know I know...but I haven't seen it..."

He didn't know what to call Qiu Wushuang for a moment, so he could only retreat to the door with a embarrassed smile.

"That, you guys talk, I'll make tea..."

Ling Luoyu suddenly stared coldly and said, "No need! I'm so busy, so I definitely don't have time to drink tea here!"

Qiu Wushuang's pupils trembled, and he finally smiled and said, "Yes, I won't drink tea anymore... I think you are very busy too! I won't bother you... If you find something, can you tell me!"

Ling Luoyu stared coldly: "Does it have anything to do with you?!"

Qiu Wushuang's lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, she turned around and left sadly.

Tao Ding looked at her back with some sympathy and shook her head helplessly and sighed.

"The pitiful person must have something hateful! If I had known today, why would I have been there?"

Qiu Wushuang may only take two days to find out the truth.

But she didn't!

So she lost these twenty years.

It is these nearly twenty years that destined her second half of her life!

In a sigh, he met Ling Luoyu's gaze that wanted to kill.

He felt awe-inspiring in his heart, and suddenly remembered what he had done in horror.

Instinct to lower his head, and the ashes everywhere made his old face "swish" change color.

"Ahem...Oh, I suddenly felt uncomfortable all over...No, I have to lie down...Oh! My old bone..."

He left here almost like a run while coughing.

Look at Ling Luoyu's eyes. If he didn't leave, this old bone would probably be removed.

He wailed and screamed in his mouth, but his feet were slipping faster than anyone else.

In the blink of an eye, there is no trace

Looking at Tao Ding who was running away, Ling Luoyu finally lowered his head helplessly and looked at the ashes all over the ground.

The piece of paper burned in the brazier was not the one burning piece. Now that it was poured down, all the ashes were crushed into a ball. It was difficult to distinguish them.

Nowadays, she can only draw the rough memory of the time and try to describe the appearance of the time.

Following the memory, she gradually portrayed what she looked like at that time.

But the more she described it, the more she looked entangled.

"What's this all about it!"

On her paper are unwritten ghost paintings.

It is not so much a word, but rather a regular graffiti.

"Bang!"

She threw the brush in her hand and gritted her teeth with hatred.

Hearing the movement, Tao Ding showed half of his head.

"San Young Master, I made tea for you. Do you want to try it?"

Although Ling Luoyu was angry with Tao Ding's kick, he knew that he did not do it on purpose.

Besides, he was also doing his best for himself and could not take his anger out of it.

Pouted: "Give it!"

Tao Ding was overjoyed and quickly presented the teacup to please and laugh.

"San Young Master, this is the new tea I stole from the old man's room, and he himself is reluctant to drink it..."

Ling Luoyu rolled his eyes: "You don't have what my grandfather has!? Is this your tea?!"

Tao Ding was exposed and smiled immediately: "I was thinking about the master, can it be of a high quality? I made the tea that an old man drank for the third young master. Didn't I ask for scolding me?"

His eyes slightly turned to the letter paper on the ground, and changed the subject.

"Huh?! Third Master, are you going to be self-taught?!"

He stumbled around the letter paper.

"You can't say that you really wrote the word "sharp" in seven minutes..."
Chapter completed!
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