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Ruan Yanluo wanted to smash the smile on Nangong Ling's face with a punch.
That number, as long as you think about it a little, you can know what Nangong Ling's idea is, and after remembering nine, he actually said that he was magnanimous.
Gritting his teeth, gritting his teeth again, Ruan Yanluo ignored Nangong Ling, and looked down at the small notebook by himself.
The more she looked, the more speechless she became, she had forgotten many trivial things in Java, but Nangong Ling wrote them down in the book as if it were a big event.
And after reading more, Ruan Yanluo also found that the numbers in that small book were actually very regular.
Almost all those who ignored him and didn't notice him were ten, and there were Wei Liu, between seven and nine, and other men were close, depending on the personnel, the degree of proximity was different, between three and seven, and occasionally there were eight and nine, and everything he had done for her was very casual to remember one or two.
Looking at such counting rules, Ruan Yanluo's heart was moved and amused.
What this man cares about most in his heart is that she doesn't care about herself, whether she takes her to heart, but he doesn't care at all about what he has done for her.
For her to be beaten on the Jinluan Palace, such a serious whiplash, but in this small book, there is not a single word reflected.
Looking at them one by one, Ruan Yanluo felt as if a picture scroll was showing in front of him, interpreting everything from her and Nangong Ling from acquaintance to acquaintance and love.
At the beginning, she would still be angry, and she would shout at Nangong Ling, and Nangong Ling would laugh at her from time to time, but later, the two of them were silent, snuggled together, and looked at the book silently.
Later, when that book arrived, there were very few other men, and Ruan Yanluo at that time had only Nangong Ling in his heart, but at this time, there was an unexpected person in Ruan Yanluo: Ruan Xiaoxi.
Feeding Ruan Xiaoxie, a big heavy ten was drawn on the back.
Ruan Yanluo looked at that one, only feeling speechless, she stared at Nangong Ling and said, "Nangong Ling, you are all bored, even your son's vinegar is eaten." β
Nangong Ling darkened his face and said, "That kid wants to eat, and his daughter-in-law will naturally give him food in the future, why should he eat my daughter-in-law's." β
"What daughter-in-law is not a daughter-in-law? I'm! "Nangong Ling is like an unreasonable child.
Nangong Ling wrapped Ruan Yanluo's waist in his hand and resolutely threw down a few words: "That's not good." β
Looking at his calm and uncompromising look, Ruan Yanluo was really convinced, this man really refused to suffer any loss in matters related to her.
The rest of the content is almost all related to Ruan Xiaoxi, such as when he went down to the court, he didn't greet Ruan Xiaoxie when he played with Ruan Xiaoxie, such as letting Ruan Xiaoxie sleep with them at night so that he couldn't hug her, and so on, it's all like this.
The emotions and emotions that Ruan Yanluo had sprung up before, when he arrived here, he was only helpless.
Where does she have a husband, she has raised another child at all, and she is still a child who is even more naΓ―ve than Ruan Xiaoxie, thinking that Ruan Xiaoxie now knows how to help him beat his shoulder with a small fist, and this one next to her, just bully her, no matter what, as long as the eyes leave him and the attention leaves him, it is not right, it is even more sticky than Ruan Xiaoxie.
Ruan Yanluo complained secretly in his heart while continuing to flip back.
However, when she turned to the end, she was suddenly stunned.
The remaining four pages turned extremely quickly, because above each page, there was only one word: dream, see, guard, flow!
There is no number behind this sentence, but a sentence is written: until you are satisfied.
Ruan Yanluo's forehead was covered with countless black lines.
Until he is satisfied, how far does it have to be for him to be satisfied?
Closing the notebook with a snap, Ruan Yanluo stood up and said, "The dance party should be almost, I'll go to the front to have a look." β
stood up and walked out quickly, thinking that Nangong Ling would hold her, but unexpectedly, she had walked seven or eight steps, and Nangong Ling not only did not stop her, but there was no movement behind her at all.
Ruan Yanluo turned around in surprise, and saw that under the faint candlelight on the cake, Nangong Ling was sitting there, quietly, without any expression, but this kind of expression made Ruan Yanluo feel distressed all of a sudden.
This is the man's first birthday, and even his birthday cake is still there, and even the candles are not extinguished.
Although this little book is very hateful, but the piles and piles in it are all related to her, this little book is like a witness, witnessing when Nangong Ling began to like her, and how much thought and effort she has put into her.
All of a sudden, it was a dilemma.
Going back is tantamount to acknowledging the legitimacy of this little book, and it will inevitably be a miserable life in the future, but if you don't go back, when Nangong Ling is born, let him be here like this, this is absolutely impossible in any case.
With a light sigh, Ruan Yanluo turned around.
She admitted, who let her live for two lifetimes, she liked such a person.
Walking in front of Nangong Ling, Ruan Yanluo said, "Blow out the candles." β
What the? Nangong Ling raised his head and looked at Ruan Yanluo, really like a child who was looking forward to gifts.
Ruan Yanluo glared: "The wish is to blow out the candle, if you can't blow out the candle in one go, don't think I will agree." β
Nangong Ling's eyes lit up suddenly, and he suddenly pulled Ruan Yanluo into his arms, kissed him fiercely and said, "I know that Xiaoyu is the best!" β
This woman, when she likes someone, she is wholeheartedly, and she would rather wronged herself than the person she likes, how could she let him be wronged a little bit?
He admits that he just used caution and a small calculation, but so what, he has no fear, he just relies on Ruan Yanluo: I like him!
Pulling Ruan Yanluo in front of him and sitting down, Nangong Ling said happily: "Blow with this king." β
"I'm not going to do it." Ruan Yanluo said.
Nangong Ling's irrepressible laughter came from his ears, and the appearance of this little fish dying and struggling was really not ordinary cute.
Nangong Ling said in Ruan Yanluo's ear: "I'll count one, two, three, and blow with me." One ......"
The hot breath spewed into Ruan Yanluo's ears, and a burst of itchy feeling seemed to enter his bones.
Nangong Ling's voice was slightly cool and good, with demagogic power, the sound of the three characters fell, and Ruan Yanluo almost subconsciously followed Nangong Ling to blow towards the candle.
The candle was extinguished, and King Ling's birthday was finally complete and complete.