The little milk dumpling spoke nervously, and his voice was very soft: [Old, old ancestor, do you really want to do it? 】

Is it so straightforward?

Jiang Yu listened to the nervous voice of the little milk dumpling, and couldn't help but feel a little helpless: [No one can hear you talking, why is the voice so small? ] 】

The little milk dumpling was stunned for a moment, and suddenly reacted that what Jiang Yu said was right.

It coughed lightly, relieving its embarrassment.

It asked: [Old Ancestor, then do you really plan to kill Gu Mo to take revenge? That's too straightforward, isn't it? 】

The little milk dumpling has never led anyone to do a task in the small plane, so I really don't know if it's right or wrong to do so.

It couldn't help but climb up to the system network station to post it and ask.

[Not a bald milk dumpling: solve.] After the ancestor came to the small plane, he directly killed the enemy for the original owner to complete the task, is this right or wrong? 】

[System Xuexue: Tiezi, is it so rigid? 】

[Handsome 748: Damn, your ancestor has a fight with my ancestor! ] If you don't agree with each other, you will do it directly. 】

【Fat Ball:??? 】

[Fat Ball: Are your hosts so powerful?] Why is it that the host of our house is so weak that he can't even lift a knife? I'm crying every day doing a task, and I'm annoyed! 】

[Decepticon: Same as above.] Don't be here in Versailles! My host plane is going to hang up again, and I have no words, so I have to rebind to another host. 】

Small milk dumplings: ???

Who is Versailles?

It's really sad!

The old ancestor slammed a batch, and it couldn't hold this little shrimp at all.

It silently withdrew from the post, and Jiang Yu's voice came from its ears: [How could the old ancestor be so cruel? Just give him something good. 】

Then, the little milk dumpling watched Jiang Yu raise her hand, her snow-white and delicate fingertips tapped in mid-air, and her fingertips pinched out a gesture of sealing, dyed with a faint light, and then disappeared in front of her eyes.

Jiang Yuyan's red lips were lightly hooked, and she smiled coquettishly: [Okay, let's go.] 】

She came quietly and went away quietly.

The little milk dumpling was extremely curious, and couldn't help but ask, "Ancestor, what did you just do?" 】

[You'll know after that.] 】

After Jiang Yu returned to the Four Princes' Mansion, she yawned lazily.

She looked a little tired, and returned to the room with slightly squinted eyes, but she didn't want to see that the sleeping person didn't know when she had woken up as soon as she came in.

The young man was dressed in a snow-white undershirt, sitting silently on the edge of the bed, looking at Jiang Yu with dark eyes.

Because there was no light in the room, only the faint moonlight could distinguish things, so Jiang Yu walked in and found that Gu Shiyou had woken up.

She was slightly stunned, and before she could say a word, why did you wake up, she was hugged by the long arm of the young man in front of her and tightly imprisoned in her arms.

In the next second, she was thrown on the soft bed.

Jiang Yuzheng frowned unhappily, but when she raised her eyes, she saw a pair of scarlet and gloomy eyes.

Those beautifully shaped eyes were staring at themselves fiercely.

Jiang Yu was stunned.

Her waist was fiercely imprisoned by the youth, as if she was going to crush her whole body.

"Do you want to leave, do you want to escape?!"

The young man's eyes were extremely scarlet, flashing with paranoid gloom and madness, "You want to leave me behind again, don't you?!" ”

"Jiang Fei, do you have a heart!"