Demonic School Grass: Demon is a Girl

Let her guess...

The head of the wife is strict, I am afraid that he is kneeling with durian now, right?

She might as well disturb the "sweet time" of the young couple later.

Don't be so ignorant, right?

Save the phone, throw it aside, prop up his chin, and look at Wu Yin, who is quietly watching TV not far away.

This little girl in front of me... how should I settle down...

With her current energy, if something happens, there is no time or opportunity to take care of the little girl in front of her.

And Nan Ditian... I'm afraid she's busier than her.

No matter how hard Mrs. Nan stayed, no matter how hard Nan Ditian was protected by hand.

to be honest…

When you meet those people, no matter which side you are, you can easily break through them.

Guns and Spirits.

It's obvious who gets up and who gets down.

His slender fingers lightly rubbed between his brows.

She really couldn't bear not to tell Nan Ditian that poor second-hand.

After thinking about it for a long time, there is still no candidate for a format in my mind.

Raised his hand and looked at the time, he called Nan Ditian back.

There was a hint of impetuousness in the faint coolness in his eyes.

She's been... getting more and more restless recently.

The phone showed that it was connected, and Nan Ditian's magnetic voice came from the phone:

"Why is the young master of the Qiang family free to call me?"

Qiang Mo snorted lightly, and said lazily:

"With such a sultry voice all day long, is it comfortable for durian to kneel?"

Nan Ditian was suddenly silent, how could this kid know that he was punished for kneeling on durian?

He is a dignified head of the empire after all, and it would be too shameful to say it...

The teenager leaned lazily on the sofa, listening to the silent voice in his ear, without explaining.

She really didn't find it on purpose.

Who asked Qingyuan to take her to find Mrs. Nan when she was a child...

Nan Ditian is kneeling on durian?

At the moment, I don't talk nonsense with the latter, and directly said:

"Nan Erhuo, your daughter is here with me."

Nan Ditian hurriedly turned his head and glanced at Nan Jin and Hua Lin on the sofa, smiled and said:

"My daughter is on the sofa with my wife, why did she run away from you?"

Hearing Nan Ditian's unresponsive tone, Qiang Mo showed a rare patience and explained:

"Nan Erhuo, how many daughters do you have?"

Nan Ditian didn't seem to expect that the young man would suddenly ask this question, and replied stunnedly:

"Two, two..., what's wrong?"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly froze in place.

Wait...is that what he understood? ! !

Hastily asked:

"Wait, you, you said, ah no, the daughter you said, no, no, I, you, no, I..."

After talking for a long time, not even a complete sentence could be said.

The young man listened to the incoherent man opposite, his lips lightly hooked, and he continued:

"Do you want to say that the little daughter you lost has really been found?"

Nan Ditian couldn't stop answering from the opposite side, but a man who was usually extremely calm was excited like a child at this moment.

After finally getting his voice back, before he could ask, Nan Ditian said directly:

"I'm going to where you are."

After speaking, he hung up the phone in a hurry.

Qiang Mo looked at the phone that had been hung up in his hand, and there was some helplessness in his eyes.

I casually sent out a location, and that person probably won't remember until he got in the car...