"Hello, my name is Zhao Yuhan."

The pretty girl didn't even look at him, and continued to eat with her head down.

She hates this kind of young master of a big family the most, hypocrisy!

Hehe, except, of course!

Zhao Yuhan withdrew his hand in embarrassment, rolled his eyes, walked to a position next to Murong Yuke, gently pulled out the chair, and sat down elegantly, sitting up straight, revealing a good education in his actions.

The atmosphere between the two was very awkward, one was burying his head in the food, and the other was pretending to look around.

*

Li Feng leaned lazily back in his chair, his slender white hand playing with a fluffy white ball.

"Master, how does it feel? Are you comfortable? ”

Ding Dong sounded in his mind with a gloating voice, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud when he looked at the big black and shiny eyes in the long and dense fluff.

The fluffy white ball gritted its teeth and looked at the gloating glass of orange milk in her head, eager to go in and beat it up right now.

Lifeng casually glanced down at the cute plush white sphere, and his voice was hoarse: "It's not bad." ”

"Hahahahahaha......ha Ding Dong laughed even more, and the orange milk poured on the ground, poured out and retracted, poured out and retracted.

The fluffy white ball glared at Ding Dong fiercely with its large, shiny black eyes, making a gurgling sound.

That's right, this fluffy white ball is the underworld, unlocking a new posture, carried by the departed master who has always liked plush cute things, holding it in his hand, pinching everything if he has anything to do, and a damn stinky milk gloating there.

Instantly the world turned grey.

Numbing the ravages of his own master, blocking out Ding Dong's nervous laughter, he stayed in Lifeng's hands without love, and looked around weakly with big eyes.

This is a natural habit of habitually looking at the surrounding environment, the image characteristics of various people, facial expressions, and so on.

It can write down a little detail, commonly known as unforgettable.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of two people sitting at a table across the hall, and his gray eyes suddenly turned black.

"Master, the little girl you helped last time."

Lifeng raised his head, found Murong Rongke at a glance, and saw her sitting with a young man with a warm smile on his face, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Trying his best to resist the thought of walking over to block between the two, his hands clenched into fists, and his joints were white.

There was an inexplicable tremor and panic in the bottom of my heart.

Poor Hades was crushed into a meatloaf, and his heart was silently weeping.

It's always the bad luck.

Ding Dong laughed out loud for a while before he sensed something was wrong with the atmosphere around him.

The laughter stopped, and the milk in the cup returned to pure white.

His eyes followed Lifeng's gaze and saw Murong Rongke and Zhao Yuhan sitting together.

Then feel the emotions of your own master, fear, panic, nostalgia and anger.

WTF？ What's going on?

Dingdong means that he does not understand human feelings.

Why is the owner, who has never revealed his true emotions on weekdays, lost control of this little girl several times?

Also, where do these inexplicable emotions come from? Did the owner know this little girl before?

That's not right! It was sure that the little girl was not in the owner's memory.

That's a little weird.