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"Well——, it's okay!"

Su Mohan couldn't help but laugh when he saw Leng Tingjun's expression. Seeing that his stupid brother was so guilty, our classmate Su immediately waved his hand.

As he spoke, he took a closer look, and Leng Tingjun's complexion:

"Leng Tingjun, how are you feeling now? Are you feeling any discomfort?"

"No, no, I—I think I'm so good now, I've never felt better, I should say!"

Leng Tingjun was stunned when he heard this, and then said.

He's not lying. In fact, our Leng Da President really feels so. He only felt that in the past 20 years, he had never felt such a 'getting better' feeling now.

How so?

If you really want to use one sentence to describe his physical condition and state of mind at the moment, it is only four words:

Wonderful!

Yes! That's right!

"Well——, that's fine. ”

After carefully observing his stupid brother, he didn't notice anything unusual, and when he heard Leng Tingjun say this, Su Mohan was completely relieved.

After thinking about it, she got up suddenly, and Shi Shiran walked in the direction of the main house:

"Leng Tingjun, you must be hungry too, right? Let's go to the cold house. ”

"Oh~~"

Leng Tingjun saw Su Mohan get up, and without waiting for Su Mohan to speak, he subconsciously got up and chased after him for the first time, and when he heard Su Mohan's words, he subconsciously responded.

After he reacted, he said:

"That...... Silently, with breakfast or something, don't rush for the time being. Let's hurry back to the main house, you go back to your own room first, have a good rest, make up for sleep, it is serious! ”

Speaking of this, Leng Tingjun suddenly fell silent, looking at Su Mohan's gaze, it was difficult to hide his distress.

"Don't you need breakfast? Leng Tingjun, aren't you hungry?"

Catching up with Leng Tingjun's distressed gaze, Su Mohan's moist eyes suddenly flashed, and he looked at Leng Tingjun with a smile.

"No...... I'm not hungry, I'm not hungry at all, I'm ......."

When Leng Tingjun heard this, he immediately took care of it and waved his hand with determination.

Those words are categorical and conclusive.

But at this time, his stomach sang in opposition to Leng Tingjun, the master.

'Coo-goo-goo-goo-go

Before Leng Tingjun's words fell, his stomach screamed one after another, it was really like thunder, and it was louder than the other.

"Leng Tingjun, didn't you say you're not hungry?"

Su Mohan listened to all the movements that were definitely not small in his ears, and he didn't feel it, the corners of his lips hooked slightly, and he looked at his stupid brother again with a smile.

"I ...... Silently, hehe, yes! Brother, I'm not hungry in the first place! Hehe, I'm not hungry at all!"

was exposed to the 'old bottom' in public by his own uncompetitive stomach, and a trace of embarrassment quickly flashed over Leng Tingjun's handsome face, but he still supported himself and refused to admit it.

However, just as he could say this, his stomach, which had already been abused by his master and had already been starved, called out again very angrily:

"Goo-goo-"

"Ha-haha-"

The world was silent for a moment, and in the next second, Su Mohan, who had always been cold and indifferent, calm and calm, burst out with a burst of laughter very unkindly.