"Happy, my Patriarch is very happy."
Ren Jianying stared at Ye Qingluo, uttering a few words word by word from between her teeth.
Ye Qingluo smiled even more: "But Patriarch Ren doesn't look happy?"
"Well, the Patriarch is indeed unhappy." Ren Jianying's eyes were cold, as if stormy waves were surging in his eyes, "You have prevented the reunion of the Patriarch and his younger brother since you came, no one will be happy. "
Ye Qingluo raised a finger and shook his hand: "No, no, no, I'm very happy."
She frowned with a smile, and walked to Ren Jianming's side.
"Didn't I tell you to wait for me to come back, what are you doing running out alone?" With suspicious eyes, he looked at the little girl behind him again, "Could it be... for this little girl?"
"No... not!"
Ren Jianming immediately explained nervously, "She and I just met... She, she is selling news..."
Ye Qingluo raised her eyebrows: "I just met, and I can do it for you, not afraid of Ren Jianying's threat, she is a very courageous little girl."
As she spoke, she looked at the little girl appreciatively.
The little girl opened her eyes wide, staring at Ye Qingluo for a moment.
Hearing Ye Qingluo's praise, most of Xiaoqiao's face blushed: "I... I just, the responsibility... is not as good as you said."
Seeing that small appearance, Ye Qingluo wanted to rub her hairy head.
"Little girl, why were you so sure just now that Patriarch Ren can't hurt you?" Ye Qingluo pushed Ren Jianming away, and pulled the little girl into his arms.
This little girl looks so innocent.
It doesn't seem like something that would be done to scare others.
There must be a reason for the little girl to say that.
and…
Ye Qing glanced at Ren Jianying from the corner of her eye, and a faint light flickered in her eyes.
If she's not mistaken.
There is something wrong with Ren Jianying's state.
Especially just now, when he released his profound energy.
It was almost easy for her to break through Ren Jianying's offensive.
This is not like Ren Jianying's state.
"I... I'm not a little girl, I'm Miao Xuanxuan." After the little girl saw Ye Qingluo's stunning face at close range, a hint of obsession flashed in her eyes.
Even speaking, he stuttered a bit.
The obsession in the eyes of the little girl.
Not the kind of obsession that makes people sick and disgusted.
But from the bottom of my heart... I fell in love with her face!
Well, this little girl is still a fan.
Ye Qingluo pinched her cheek: "Miao?"
"Sister, you can call me Xuanxuan!" The little girl... that is, Miao Xuanxuan's eyes are bright, and there is a smile in her eyes.
"Xuanxuan is good." Ye Qingluo smiled meaningfully, "I probably understand why you are so sure that she will not hurt you."
Miao Xuanxuan's bright eyes were even brighter.
Like the bright stars in the night sky: "Sister... you know?!"
Ye Qingluo nodded with a smile.
"What charades are you playing?" Ren Jianying listened to the conversation between the two of them, her face darkened slightly, "Do you think you can scare the head of the family by pretending to be a ghost?"
Ye Qingluo narrowed her long and narrow eyes, and provoked her with a half-smile: "We don't play charades, so... I'll tell you the answer myself."
She pushed Miao Xuanxuan into Ren Jianming's arms.
Tight and jump up.
The Flame Devouring Fan at the fingertips unfolded, passing over a large swath of flames.
There was a "wow".
Xuanmang attacked Ren Jianying like a goddess scattering flowers.
Do it when you say it, no ambiguity!