[Xu You] Protect our Fang Luo... Diligent farming? !

As soon as the fight was over, Lin Yi flew back to the beam, and deliberately shouted at Sun Qiting, who was singing happily on stage, in a disappointing voice: "Senior, it's time to switch to the battlefield."

Sun Qiting sang halfway, feeling overwhelmed, but he had to accept this fact, so he gave the gentlemen on Liangshang a bitter look, and hurriedly went to the backstage with his sleeves thrown.

"Brother Ting, why are you staring at me? I didn't do anything!" Wang Qian hugged her Tian Mo Qin tightly in aggrieved way.

Lin Yi whistled cheerfully.

She hasn't opened her voice for a long time, how can she make him happy?

Luo Cheng led Xu Xingcheng and a group of younger brothers to show up on time when Luo Fusheng was about to paint Hu Qi's face, and successfully let Hu Qi escape.

"There are so many little brothers, they can make Hu Qi run away, which is pretty amazing." Wang Qian complained.

"Didn't you also stop it?" Lin Yi patted her, and the two of them landed slowly after they all retreated.

"Tsk, I'm still thinking about Hou Li's life~" Wang Qian lightly picked the strings, "If Hu Qi dies, I don't know what will happen to the following plot."

"That's right, try to keep the plot. That's right!" Lin Yi suddenly felt blessed and called out to Luo Fusheng, "Brother Sheng!"

"What's wrong?" Luo Fusheng subconsciously walked in front of Lin Yi.

"Bow your head." Lin Yi ordered.

The ordered man lowered his head obediently, but his tone was still not gentle: "What are you doing?"

"Wipe the pig's blood off your face, don't let Lanlan worry about you when you go back." Lin Yi squeezed his chin, gently wiped off the blood on his face, but still left some blood on his face. Dao imprint, frustratingly shook the handkerchief, "It's really hard to wipe, let Lanlan wipe it for you."

"Why are you so lacking in perseverance?" Luo Fusheng curled his lips, took her handkerchief and randomly wiped a sword into his pocket, "Let's go, go back and report to my father?"

"I'm not going, it just so happens that you tell your father that Sun Qiting has entered the theater."

"Okay." Luo Fusheng smiled and left with his pockets.

"Tsk, brother Sheng is still very cute~" came He Zhiying's rippling voice.

"I want to attack him." Wang Qian cleared her throat.

"No, you don't want to." Yin Haoran covered her mouth with his tiptoe.

Jin Yumei'er held Lin Yi's arm: "Let's go, mother, you treat me."

"Why?!!!!"

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hospital.

"Brother Ting, let's go first." Liu Yang saw the dinner party signal in the sky, patted him on the shoulder like a fox, and called Li Rourou and Li Zhenzhen to leave.

"Please be kind."

"Sorry, we are ghost animals." Li Rourou turned her head and stuck out her tongue.

Sun Qiting felt that this step was really worthless, he was no longer comfortable singing, and he hadn't had a good meal yet.

As soon as he turned around, he met Duan Tianci in a blue robe.

The little show is really good.

It would be more perfect if he didn't hate him so much at this moment.

"Who are you?" Duan Tianci stood there, for a moment, like the patron saint of a troupe.

But Sun Qiting took a step forward, and he collapsed.

It's too timid.

"My surname is Sun, not Duan. It's not my turn to inherit the Duan family class. Can you relax?" Sun Qiting walked up to him and looked at him with a slight smile.

Duan Tianci's heart skipped a beat, and his breathing was inexplicably disordered.

"What's more," Sun Qiting leaned forward with bad intentions, and whispered in his ear, "If there is no Qiandan, wouldn't I have to be a bachelor forever?"

After speaking, he turned and went back to the corridor where the nine-year-old red ward was located.

Duan Tianci's expression changed after being molested, but he couldn't say a word.

He is indeed a good man, but this business is not shameful!

After figuring it out, he walked back, but he didn't even dare to look at the solemn Sun Qiting, and he didn't even bother to care about a man who showed up who cared about Duan Tianying who didn't know when.

Seeing that he didn't take care of Xu Xingcheng who helped Duan Tianying's one-touch beauty, Sun Qiting thought he was worried about Nine Years Red and completely forgot what he did just now.

"Don't worry," he thought for a while, and it's better to have a good relationship, so he walked to Duan Tianci, rubbed his hair, and smiled comfortingly, "Uncle Master will be fine."

Duan Tianci's eyes widened violently, and he took a big step back to avoid it.

Sun Qiting withdrew his hand awkwardly and lowered his head.

It happened that the doctor came out and said something.

It really is a TV series, such an embarrassing scene can turn around, it's awesome.

Sun Qiting sighed and hurried into the ward, unable to see the indescribable gaze cast by Duan Tianci behind him.

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"Didn't Lin Yi come back with you?" Luo Qingeng settled the Big Three and stepped back, just in time to see Luo Fusheng with a bloody face running out of breath.

"No, she went to eat with other people." Luo Fusheng panted while holding his knees, "By the way, she said that Sun Qiting has entered the theater."

Luo Qingeng's face darkened: Sure enough, Sun Qiting is Sun Qiuyi.

"understood."

"Then I'm leaving, dad."

"What are you going to do?"

"Surprise for Xingcheng," Luo Fusheng pulled out her veil from his pocket and handed it to Luo Qingeng, smiling maliciously, "The veil belongs to the king of five senses, and it satisfies you."

Luo Qingeng's ears turned red, and he was about to kick him: "Let's go!"

"See you tomorrow, Dad!"

Looking at the blood on the veil, Luo Qingeng wanted to throw it away in disgust, but when he saw the crooked "Smelly Father" embroidered on one corner of the veil, he laughed dumbfounded, folded it twice and stuffed it into the sleeve.

Lin Yi is stubborn.

That day, in Hong Lan's words, Uncle Luo laughed the whole winter into the warmth of spring.