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After making up his mind in his heart, Luo Zizhe's depressed mood finally eased a little.

In the darkness, staring at the sweet sleeping child opposite him for a long time, he fell asleep.

But this night, he slept very unsteadily, and when he woke up in the morning, it was not until nine o'clock.

He sat up from the bed and rubbed the slightly aching corners of his forehead, and subconsciously looked at the bed opposite him.

But the person who should still be asleep has long disappeared at this moment.

The bed that was neatly laid out and did not have a trace of popularity revealed to Luo Zizhe that his little apprentice had already left for a long time.

Damn it!

It's such an early in the morning, he won't go to the youth team again, right?!

Luo Zizhe's two sword eyebrows wrinkled deeply.

He quickly got up, cleaned himself up, and hurried downstairs.

But as soon as they passed through the hall, they heard a familiar little milk voice coming from their training room.

"Well, you stand behind me, don't rush forward like that! Rest assured, the head is yours! ”

Luo Zizhe's breath paused, and his thin cold lips pursed into a straight line.

As soon as he turned, he strode into the training room.

The entire training room was quiet, and only his little apprentice was playing games there.

But judging from the smile on his face, he already knew who he was playing the game with.

Scold...... I knew I couldn't believe his words at all.

Last night, I swore that I would not delay my training because of this "Beibei".

He thought that if he didn't take up the time of training and got up early, he would have fulfilled his promise to himself, right?!

Why didn't he usually find out that he had so much care?!

Luo Zizhe took a deep breath, and his deep eyes set off a stormy wave like a tsunami at this moment.

"You really like any kind of girl!" His voice rang out coldly in the training room, and the taste of sarcasm was unabashedly revealed.

Luo Liyan was taken aback by him and hurriedly turned off the wheat.

Then he turned his head to look at the black face of Luo Zizhe who was about to drip ink, and patted his chest nervously.

"Master, your sudden voice almost scared me to death! I'm still on the microphone, how embarrassing it would be if Beibei heard it! Luo Liyan complained quietly.

"She really deserves to be embarrassed! Yesterday, I posted a Weibo to tease you during the day, and I sent a private message to tease me at night! You're so stupid that you really take this kind of woman seriously, and you deliberately got up so early to take her to play! Luo Zizhe's eyes were so cold that he was about to fall out of the ice slag.

"Photos?!" When Luo Liyan heard this, her eyes immediately lit up, "Master, what photo?" Is it a fruit photo? If you don't share it, I promise I won't pass it on to others! ”

"You ......" Luo Zizhe never thought that the focus of his little apprentice would be this, and he was so angry that his breathing was a little unsmooth.

His hands hanging on both sides clenched into fists, and it took a while to suppress the monstrous anger rising in his heart.

"After you know what kind of woman she is, do you still like her?!" Luo Zizhe gritted his teeth and asked word by word.

"What kind of person she is, in fact, has nothing to do with me!" Luo Liyan shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly, "I just like to play games together, and she calls me little brother in that goddess voice." ”

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