Ming Zheng didn't continue to ask, and hung his head.

Ah Sang looked at her like this, thinking that the little young master's mind was too sensitive, if others said more, she was afraid that she would think about it for a long time, and the young master liked to go out from time to time, and he didn't know when he would come back.

Ahsan thought that he would have to remind the young master in the future. In the past, the young master was strong and strong, so why should he take precautions, but now that there is a little young master, he naturally has to be guarded against.

Ming Zheng saw Ah San's eyes looking at him deeply, and his heart jumped.

Oh no, it's not Pei Zhenliu who has been with Mingzheng for the longest time, but Ah San, if there is something wrong with him, Ah San's mind is so sensitive, maybe he will hide his mistake quietly, and then turn his head and quietly call Pei Zhenliu to listen to the report.

When Ming Zheng thought about it, she couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive, could it be that the three or four-year-old child she pretended to be not right, but she watched so many TV series, and she didn't know how this child was going to act! Ming Zheng is not a real child, so she can't really pretend to be a child's innocent romance.

But then again, Ming Zheng follows his own temperament, and he doesn't seem to feel any contradiction when he gets along with Pei Zhenliu, but it is very natural, and even sometimes when he talks to Pei Zhenliu, Ming Zheng forgets that his body is a three-year-old child. Ming Zheng really felt a little strange.

Ahsan touched Mingzheng's frizzy hair. "Get up and have breakfast, I've been hungry all morning. ”

When Ming Zheng thought of what was delicious, he stared at his little arms and short legs, and a smile came out of his mouth.

Originally, Ming Zheng wanted to ask Ah Sang where Pei Zhenliu went, but he thought that Ah Sang's mouth couldn't pry anything, so he pressed it and didn't ask, and the tip of his tongue curled around the corner of his lips.

Ming Zheng thought, it is better to ask others.

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Imperial Street is the most lively street in Linxi City, and it is said that it was hidden here when the emperor was in trouble.

The West Loft is one of the most famous attractions in Yujie, with all kinds of eating, drinking, and playing, carved railings and jade bricks, and the prosperity is sluggish.

At this time, the private room on the second floor of the west attic.

The man leaning against the window, his black hair fell lazily in a bunch or two, which could cover his closed eyes, Pei Zhenliu leaned against the window, his head was slightly sideways, his skin was very white, as if he had not seen light all year round, an almost sickly paleness, the tip of his nose was straight, and the eyes of his eyes seemed to be very good.

From a distance, it seems to be very beautiful through a veil, but the face is very soft. He sat motionless, sitting here like a figure in a painting, no, even more vivid than the person in the painting.

I don't know how long it took to hear the sound of very light footsteps, and the door creaked open.

It seemed that only a small crack in the door was opened, and a head crept out, and when he saw the man sitting by the window, his eyes were amazed for a moment, and he straightened up.

Because of the movement at the door, his eyes lazily lifted for a moment, and then closed again.

The man walked in.

Pei Zhenliu looked at his wrist with low concentration, and then his gaze slowly shifted to his palm, with slender fingers and distinct joints.

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