Leng Aojun is three and a half years younger

"Did you say it?" Jun Tingmo's voice was very low, with a touch of murderous intent, he wished he could go there and interrogate them himself, but he was afraid that his interrogation methods would be too harsh, and he might accidentally mutilate them or something , then it is really useless at all, but fortunately, he is now teething the anger in his heart, but it is still...

It was Cheng Li on the phone, and his voice was very low: "The woman didn't say anything, but the man vomited a lot. I think the young master should be interested in listening."

"Well, I'll be over soon." Jun Tingmo hung up the phone and got up, feeling chill all over, but he didn't know it.

Seeing the girl sleeping soundly on the bed, he raised his foot and walked over, and stopped suddenly a few centimeters away from her, because he was too cold!
Realizing this, Jun Tingmo frowned, but had no choice but to give up, got up and left.

Jun Tingmo came back in the middle of the night. He took a hot bath and felt his body warm up, so he lifted the quilt and went to bed. The girl seemed to have a feeling, and approached him, and finally found a comfortable position unconsciously. Falling asleep while leaning against him, the corners of Jun Tingmo's mouth curled up slightly, his facial expression gradually softened, and he felt very satisfied with Luo Qingqian and his dependence on him.

The light in Jun Tingmo's eyes was slightly warm. After the night passed, Luo Qingqian woke up naturally. It was around seven o'clock in the morning when he woke up.

Feeling that she was hugged tightly by the man, a smile flashed in her eyes.

It was already noon when Luo Qingqian woke up again. Jun Tingmo had been arguing for a long time. She was a little weak and passed out halfway.

After she recalled it, she touched her nose shyly for a moment, when Han Xueqing happened to call her.

"Xueqing, what's the matter, what can I do for you?" Luo Qingqian answered the phone with a very gentle voice.

Han Xueqing over there heard Luo Qingqian's voice, and suddenly burst into tears: "Ah, Qianqian, you can finally talk to me, what the hell are you doing getting hurt so often, where did your former masculinity go?" up?"

"Seeing that you have been injured twice in the past three days, I thought you had become sister Lin. Do you know that I was almost scared to death. I was terrified for several days, and finally I was able to talk to you. It was really not easy. Oh, you forget your friends when you see sex, it really is beauty that deceives people."

The corners of Luo Qingqian's mouth twitched, and he said helplessly, "Why don't you come to the Imperial Palace first, then sit down and talk slowly, really, I'm not afraid..."

Han Xueqing was worried about her, and Luo Qingqian felt very warm in her heart. She also knew that Han Xueqing would be at ease only after seeing her, so she said it directly.

As expected, Han Xueqing agreed instantly, and drove her beloved car towards the imperial palace at super fast speed.

Yun Gu was still injured and was raised at home all the time. The butler of the imperial palace became a middle-aged old butler. He was an old butler.

The old butler's surname is Ma, and he and Yungu seem to be old acquaintances. Before that, Butler Ma had been guarding another villa. That villa was once lived in by Jun Tingmo's mother. In fact, Butler Ma watched Jun Tingmo's mother grow up. , can be regarded as an elder of Jun Tingmo.

And among the older generation of servants, he is the highest manager, and he is Jun Tingmo's "relative" who is not related by blood, so in Jun Tingmo's heart, what kind of identity does he exist.