Youruo sent away Lan Lan in front of the gate of King Ying's Mansion, and the two agreed to talk and drink tea in the side hall of King Ying's Mansion when they agreed to apply for tomorrow.

Pacing back to the Orchid Garden, Lu Rong was tidying up in the room, and Yuruo called Lu Rong's busy figure, "Little Rong, come." ”

Lu Rong put down the rag, wiped his hands on his body a few times, walked up to Youruo, and asked, "Miss, what's the matter?" ”

"You know the Genius Boy, right?"

"Miss, aren't you talking nonsense?" Lu Rong gave Youruo a helpless look.

Xiaobai, who was moving vigorously in front of Yu Lan, was lying on Youruo's wrist calmly at the moment, but was dragged by Youruo and pinched seven inches... And then ripped out.

Lu Rong was so frightened that he took two steps back, staring at Xiao Bai's writhing soft body.

"Let me ask you, does the boy have a pet?" Looking at Xiaobai, his eyes were cold.

Lu Rong thought for a moment, then shook his head, "Miss, the young man is a very secretive character, whether he has a pet or not, how do I know." ”

"Then let me ask you again, Xiaobai is my pet, right?" The cold light in Youruo's eyes restrained Xiaobai from moving anymore, and simply pretended to be a 'dead' snake.

Lu Rong gave Youruo a helpless look again, "Miss, Xiaobai has been following you since you were seven or eight years old, you said it is not your pet, who else can it be?" ”

Even though he disappeared a few times, Xiaobai finally obediently returned to Miss's side.

"The boy is a man." Yu Ruo muttered to himself.

"Miss, isn't the boy a man, or is he a woman?" Lu Rong picked up the rag again and wiped it carefully on the corner of the table.

Youruo carried Xiaobai's head and lay down on the bed.

Xiaobai's mouth opened and closed widely, and his venom-filled fangs made a gesture to bite Youruo.

Youruo touched Xiaobai's fangs with his other hand, and asked Xiaobai, "Do you have a second master?" ”

Xiaobai is a brute, where will he talk to Youruo.

"Your tail, swing twice to the left, prove that you are only loyal to me!"

Xiaobai's sharp tail moved to the left three times, and it was loyal to Youruo's brave and brave moon!

If you let go of Xiaobai, Xiaobai immediately slipped away. The current owner, too dangerous.

Sleepily kneading his temples, his head shook, and he fell into a light sleep not long after.

……

By the time Youruo woke up again, it was already dark. lifted the soft brocade quilt on her body, and it was the little fluffy girl who helped her cover it quietly.

In today's climate, there is no need to go out with fox fur. In winter, in the future and reaction of people, hurriedly passing by. Spring is also halfway there.

Lu Rong cautiously pushed open the door, saw the young lady's body sitting on the bed, and immediately asked, "Miss, are you hungry?" ”

"Well, let's get dinner ready." Youruo stood up, feeling dizzy.

"Miss!" Lu Rong rushed to Youruo's side at a speed of ten meters and stabilized Youruo.

"Low blood sugar." Youruo's head was confused, and his vision was dim.

Lu Rong didn't understand what low blood sugar was, only knew that Miss needed to take food immediately, "Miss, I'll help you sit down and bring the meal right away." ”

"Hmm...", she was supported by Landing Furry.

When he got to the dinner table, he caught a glimpse of something and pointed at it, "What's that?" ”

"Uncle has come back, that's the soothing bag that my uncle brought to Miss." Lu Rong went to get it to Youruo.

Yuruo smelled the scent of the sachet and smiled with satisfaction. It is indeed good for her to calm her mind and raise her baby.

"By the way, Miss, my uncle asked me to pass the word, saying that he won't come back for a few days, you don't need to wait for him."

Liu Ye's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he said disdainfully, "Who is going to wait for him?" ”

"My uncle also said that he was going to find the old bald donkey. Miss, why do you say that my uncle is looking for an old bald donkey? Donkey meat shouldn't be old! Lu Rong shook his head in confusion.

Yu Ruo didn't speak, the old bald donkey, isn't it her master?

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