Huo Junyao: "Xiao Zuo, where do you see that I need to make up for it?"

Huo Junyao gritted his teeth when he thought of the bowl of sea cucumber porridge, even if he wanted to make it up, it had to be Qiao Yin who said it, what kind of heart did Xiao Zuo have?

Qiao Yin rolled her eyes: "It's best to make up for your nosebleed, and you won't be able to get out of bed for a few days!"

Huo Junyao: "I can't get out of bed, I can do the same for you." ”

Qiao Yin: "......"

Xiao Zuo kept his head down and was silent, did he really need to make up for it? That night, the low roars and wheezing sounds in Mr. Huo's bedroom came and went, either the sound of the table or the creaking of the bed......

Huo Junyao: "Xiao Zuo, go to the shooting range to find Luo Laosi and let him teach you well." "Nosy, clean up!

Xiao Zuo is about to cry, Mr. Huo, you are a full man and you don't know that a hungry man is hungry, not to mention that my ears are tortured by you, and now you have to physically torture me......

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