Yun Chengcheng was in the living room of the dining room and saw King Mo and Qingluan.

As soon as King Mo saw his daughter-in-law, his heart was happy, and the corners of his perfect lips involuntarily rose: "Pour out your daughter-in-law." ”

"Sister Allure!"

Qingluan was full of smiles, like a little whirlwind, ran over directly, plunged his head into Yun Chengcheng's arms, and rubbed next to him, "People miss you so much, you haven't touched someone's head for two days." ”

Yun Chengcheng's heart is about to be sprouted by the little guy: "Okay, good, touch your head." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out a hand and stroked Qingluan's hairy little head very gently.

Mo Wang: "......"

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Split.

The daughter-in-law ignored him, and her attention was attracted by others again.

What's even worse is that this "love enemy" dead bird was found by Qiushui.

King Mo's death gaze, containing extreme dissatisfaction, swept towards Qiushui: Look at the good things you did!

Qiushui raised his forehead: Lord Wang, you have to be patient, a little girl's vinegar, what is delicious, you have to think about the princess's beautiful master, the little girl is nothing compared to him. It's called strategy, do you understand strategy?

King Mo rolled his eyes.

Obviously he is her real husband, why is he always like the most non-existent person, suffering from this kind of neglected bird.

yes, bird gas.

A bird can give him breath.

He is a dignified Heavenly Realm Lord and a World Lord, when did he get mixed up so badly...... He has always been unscrupulous and does his own thing, and he has never been the only one who gives others a share of anger. As soon as I met my daughter-in-law, it was completely reversed.

"Sister Allure, I've had insomnia for the past two days, and I can't break it." Qingluan likes to be coquettish with her master the most, especially with this pitiful and aggrieved tone.

"What's wrong?" Yun Chengcheng's voice was soft and unspeakable, and he was very concerned, "Someone is arguing that you are sleeping?" ”

"It's not." Qingluan shook his head.

"Is that something on the mind?" Yun Chengcheng's patience was very good, and he asked more and more gently, "Say it and listen to it, my sister will help you solve your problems." ”

"That's right, I have a friend."

Qingluan sighed, the corner of his eye, swept in the direction of the ink king, and quickly retracted it, "My friend is a big guy, a very powerful kind of big guy. He's good at everything, but alas, he's a schizophrenic. ”

King Mo →_→

Do you think of dancing?

Flying in the air, very strong, blood red spreading, spinning and jumping, can't stop the kind of dance that will explode.

"Schizophrenia?"

Yun Chengcheng was stunned for a moment, feeling very novel, "Then you should tell me, what kind of splitting method?" Multiple personalities? ”

She had studied the medical books left by her mother, and she still knew a little about some things.

Mental illness is also a disease.

It's just that it's hard to cure.

"There aren't a lot of heavy personalities, just two." Qingluan stretched out his thin white and tender fingers and erected two of them, "These two personalities are jealous of each other, hate each other, and even want to kill each other. ”

Yun Chengcheng nodded: "Ah, this is a bit serious. ”

"Uh-huh." Qingluan nodded vigorously, "It's very serious." When I saw him next to me, I thought he was very scary. But he himself didn't feel it at all, and even threatened me many times not to let me talk nonsense. Hey, I couldn't sleep all night. ”