"Poor master, why don't you be more confused and just play along with Boss Bei? Why do you have to be so clear about it?" The mistress watched clearly from the side and felt sorry for his lovely mistress.
If you don't take it too seriously, you won't be so sad, and they, the bystanders, will also feel uncomfortable.
"What do you know? You can get along with anything, but not feelings." Su Xiaoer gave Xiaosan a look of disdain.
The mistress laughed loudly when she heard this: "My little master is only a few years old and only a little tall, but he talks like he is an expert in relationships. I can't stand it."
"If IQ can be measured by height, then you have gained weight in vain over the years." Su Xiaoer said sarcastically.
The mistress then shut up obediently.
You can offend anyone, but you can't offend a smart and handsome boy like Su Xiaoer. This is Bei Yueluo's flesh and blood, the only flesh and blood of the deity. How can he offend such a person?
"Mistress, are you asking for trouble again? The master is right, you have grown white over the years, and you are no longer smart. Once the boss from Beijing leaves, the master will be lonely again. When we are together,
There is a reason why we can't get along well, and this person left suddenly, and the master feels sad and sad. So, don't talk about feelings. From now on, when we turn into human forms, don't talk about love, and you will find your own fault."
Xiaoqing let out a long sigh.
"Let's wait until we transform. Now it seems that the master has no desire to become an immortal anymore. Whether we can transform or not is still unknown." Xiaosan also let out a long sigh.
The mistress and Xiao Qing leaned against each other, staring blankly at the three words "Su Wai Wai Wai" carved in white clouds in the sky.
If there is a person in the world who can feel this love no matter how far away he is, what does it matter if the love is more or less? Of course, they are not Su Wai Wai and cannot understand Su Wai Wai's mood.
Emotional matters are complicated.
Xiaosan and Xiaoqing quickly returned to normal, they could talk, laugh, dance and talk. On the other hand, the mistress of the Su family was different!
Su Wai Wai Wai Wai is very sick every day and can only eat two bowls of food. She used to be picky about food and scolded the four children of the Su family, but now things are better. The four children of the Su family are free to do whatever they want.
"I feel like a child without a mother, so pitiful." Xiao San played with his animal fur boredly and glanced at the other bored Xiao Qing.
Xiaoqing was very proud: "Fortunately, my mother is the flesh and blood of the god, and has nothing to do with the master's mother. I have not been abandoned by my mother."
"Who wants to be your mother?" Su Xiaoer squeezed in and sat down between the two spiritual beasts. He supported his lovely chin and sighed: "Seeing that my mother is in a bad mood, I can't even eat."
"I think the little master's appetite is quite good. The most heartless one is Xiao Ba. The master is like this, and he still has the leisure to water and fertilize." After Xiao San finished speaking, he rushed into the dream space.
Sure enough, I saw the little Eight Lao God watering the ground, as if it had nothing to do with him even if the sky fell.
Who are these people? They're so weird...
Xiao San cursed Xiao Ba, then rushed out of the wet dream space, sat down next to Su Xiaoer, and hugged his body tightly.
The mistress Su couldn't stand the lingering touch of the mistress, so she pushed the mistress away, and then she sighed and said: "One of you can go and make my mother happy. If this continues, this family will be broken up."
"Xiao Qing, go, he is the best eloquent." Xiao San said and pushed Xiao Qing to stand up.