The Seven Sons of Lehua: Counterattack Five / One hundred and thirty-nine stars: ribs made by Fan Chengcheng
The Seven Sons of Lehua: Counterattack Five
  • She knew that as a killer, she had a habit of eavesdropping.
  • It was also because of the needs of the mission, so she didn't know how much he heard.
  • I'm afraid... he heard it from the beginning.
  • It's also her fault, she didn't have this awareness at the time.
  • hanlengxi：
    hanlengxi：
    Since you said let him let you go and stay away from you, what's the matter?
  • Han Lengxi also knew that there must be other things between them, but he did hear it from here, and he didn't know it before.
  • guxiaoran：
    guxiaoran：
    It's okay. It's okay.
  • Gu Xiaoran shook his head, it was good that he didn't hear it.
  • guxiaoran：
    guxiaoran：
    It's late, I'll go home first.
  • Gu Xiaoran looked up at the sky, then at the phone, and said.
  • hanlengxi：
    hanlengxi：
    I send you.
  • Han Lengxi evoked an evil smile,
  • hanlengxi：
    hanlengxi：
    I happen to have a car that can be faster.
  • guxiaoran：
    guxiaoran：
    Sure.
  • Gu Xiaoran had no reason to refuse and nodded in agreement.
  • guxiaoran：
    guxiaoran：
    By the way, you seem to have become a sand sculpture recently.
  • hanlengxi：
    hanlengxi：
    ???
  • Han Lengxi paused and reacted to stare at Gu Xiaoran.
  • guxiaoran：
    guxiaoran：
    Why are you staring at me? Do you still remember the first time we met?
  • Gu Xiaoran raised his eyebrows, obviously lacking a fight.
  • The car stopped at the Leroy Company.
  • guxiaoran：
    guxiaoran：
    Then I'll go in first.
  • Gu Xiaoran took off his seat belt and stuck out his tongue playfully.
  • hanlengxi：
    hanlengxi：
    Here you go.
  • Han Lengxi smiled, like a boy who came out of an anime, his handsomeness was somewhat unreal.
  • As soon as he got out of the car, Gu Xiaoran was surrounded.
  • huangminghao：
    huangminghao：
    Who is he?
  • Looking at the car that drove away, Huang Minghao curled his lips and asked unhappily.
  • zhuzhengting：
    zhuzhengting：
    It's a man.
  • biwenjun：
    biwenjun：
    And... handsome...
  • dingzeren：
    dingzeren：
    Sending our little junior sister back so late...
  • liquanzhe：
    liquanzhe：
    Of course...
  • huangxinchun：
    huangxinchun：
    You...
  • fanchengcheng：
    fanchengcheng：
    Is it...
  • Several people one sentence, the brain supplement can be said to be quite successful.
  • Gu Xiaoran was speechless. They had finished what they needed to say. What did she say?
  • guxiaoran：
    guxiaoran：
    It's a pity that your brains don't write novels.
  • Gu Xiaoran shook her head with a smile on her pretty face.
  • guxiaoran：
    guxiaoran：
    And leave me a meal?
  • fanchengcheng：
    fanchengcheng：
    Of course.
  • As soon as Fan Chengcheng replied, he saw Gu Xiaoran's expression freeze.
  • guxiaoran：
    guxiaoran：
    You didn't do it again...
  • Fan Chengcheng: "..."
  • Was he openly disliked?
  • fanchengcheng：
    fanchengcheng：
    No, of course you believe me, this time I went to learn to cook specially.
  • Fan Chengcheng tried to explain, but Gu Xiaoran was a little afraid and immediately took two steps back with a face of disbelief.
  • Huang Minghao directly took out a lunch box,
  • huangminghao：
    huangminghao：
    For you.
  • huangminghao：
    huangminghao：
    Don't come back so late next time, otherwise I won't leave you a meal.
  • Although Huang Minghao said it seriously, he also knew that it was impossible not to leave her food.
  • Gu Xiaoran took the lunch box and grinned.
  • guxiaoran：
    guxiaoran：
    It won't be so late next time.
  • She still knew Huang Minghao's cooking skills, and the food was delicious. However, Fan Chengcheng also brought a lunch box and opened it.
  • fanchengcheng：
    fanchengcheng：
    Of course, you believe me, really, you try this ribs, it must be delicious.
  • Before someone gave up, he took the lunch box to Gu Xiaoran eagerly.
  • Gu Xiaoran glanced at the ribs, then glanced at the other six people, and looked at the lunch box in his hand with suspicion.
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One hundred and thirty-nine stars: ribs made by Fan Chengcheng