Yu Wenyuan said it on his lips, just casually, but in his heart he actually wanted to take Sang Mo to the land of the Northern Zhou Dynasty where he was born and raised. Although there were frequent wars, since he took her there, he would definitely protect her for the rest of his life. It's just that I don't know if someone's mind is the same as his.

I don't know if I don't know, so I just hang it.

Wen Yuanxu said that if he took her to the Northern Zhou Dynasty, he would be held back. Originally, Ye Sangmo, who didn't want to go to the Northern Zhou Dynasty at all, also lost his temper.

She pouted: "Who said I would drag my feet, let me tell you, a big beauty like me rushed to someone in the Northern Zhou Dynasty." ”

Yuwen Yuan disagreed: "Oh? Then if anyone wants you, they won't clean up the mess for you every day, and they really feel a little sorry for the person you want to marry in the future. ”

Yuan Xu scolded her while putting a band-aid on the wound that had been cleaned for her. Two fingers gently pinched the wound after she put the band-aid on it. She let out an unsurprising "ah", it hurt. The fist landed unceremoniously on his shoulder, but he just thought that someone had hit him with a marshmallow on his shoulder, and it didn't hurt at all but was soft and glutinous.

He said, "Does it hurt? ”

She replied, "Of course it hurts!" ”

He said again: "It hurts, next time I will have a long memory, don't be so so-so again." ”

She pouted: "Why do you care so much, the person who cleaned up the mess for me when the time comes, it won't be you anyway." ”

Yu Wenyuan was angry: "Whether it will be in the future, I can't say for sure." But now, it's not me who cleaned up the mess for you. ”

She pursed her lips, a little unconvinced: "It's not that I begged you to help me clean up the mess." ”

Yuwen Yuanxu frowned: "I don't have much ability, this little mouth is getting more and more able to speak." ”

Ye Sangmo's neck twisted and he didn't look at him. Hmph, you bad guy, you know that you count me all day long, and if I didn't owe you a debt, I wouldn't have listened to your nonsense.

When they came out of the bathroom, Seventeen and Ziqing had already gone downstairs. The two of them sat pitifully on the sofa, clutching their stomachs and looking like they were about to starve to death. Ye Sangmo's forehead seemed to have three black lines, and she could understand that Ziqing was hungry, but what are you doing with it? You're recharging, and you don't want to eat.

"Master, Ziqing and I are hungry!" Without waiting for Ye Sangmo to speak, Seventeen already showed an aggrieved look.

Ye Sangmo tried to keep smiling, walked up to Seventeen, pulled out the antenna above his head, held it in his hand and asked, "Are you a pig, what time is it, and you told me that you were hungry." If you see for yourself, you still have 70% of your power left, tell me, how are you hungry? ”

Seventeen hadn't opened his mouth yet, but Ziqing was not happy, "Sister Sangmo, don't hold Seventeen like this, she will hurt." ”

Ye Sangmo had an embarrassed but polite smile on his face, Ziqing, Ziqing, you are really still a child, how can the robot hurt?

"Boy Qing, let me popularize it for you, Seventeen is a robot, and robots don't hurt." Ye Sangmo touched Ziqing's head and said seriously, hmm...... Her shabby computer knowledge can only popularize this kind of child from ancient times.