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Chapter 119 My Father, My Lord (13)
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Ruan Yao's face wasn't very good when he woke up in the morning. The soft white cheeks were covered with a peachy pink color that was covered by the plush blanket. If he poked it, it would break the sweet and sticky sugar water. His eyelashes were too long and lazy. The ground drooped to cover a glistening film of tears in his eyes.

When he looked at the person beneath him, his eyes were blank and unfocused, like a kitten that had been beaten to the point of losing its soul.

The red-haired gangster who had slept with him all night didn't look very good, he could be considered as black as the bottom of a pot.

Ruan Yao's sleeping posture was not honest. In Norton's fantasy, sleeping with the little beauty should be like a fairy tale, but Ruan Yao's fighting ability and courage seemed to have evolved in his sleep, and he punched and kicked Norton. , the red-haired gangster has been struggling in the black city for so many years, and this is the first time that he was beaten up and bruised all over his body, but he still didn't dare to resist.

The little Asian was so limp and thin that Norton suspected that the bad-tempered priest would die if he squeezed it harder.

In order to vent his anger, he could only open his mouth and bite Ruan Yao's round shoulder.

He didn't dare to bite hard. The image of Ruan Yao's porcelain doll was deeply rooted in people's hearts. Even though Norton was filled with anger, he only dared to grind his teeth on the slender shoulder blade, leaving a clear tooth mark.

Even so, Ruan Yao still made a groaning sound and looked at the young man with an innocent face.

He didn't know what he did to this fierce guy while he was sleeping. He raised his eyebrows just because he felt that this person had a bad temper and would bite him at every turn.

The priest was delicate and expensive, so Norton had to be responsible for kidnapping him. He got up before dawn to change his clothes and make breakfast for him, like a hard-working and honest nanny.

Ruan Yao was so sleepy that she was picked up for breakfast. She felt that the red-haired gangster was a hundred times more annoying than the old woman.

A plate of hot pasta was placed in front of the stunned Ruan Yao with a "bang" sound, which frightened him so much that the hair on the back of his neck stood up. When he looked up, he saw the young man's threatening look, which probably meant that if he thought it was not delicious, he would eat it. You're fried.

The little priest covered his buttocks and made a sound.

He was picky and squeamish, and he was not honest when he sat at the table. He used his fork to pick out the finely chopped carrots from the pasta bit by bit.

"I will send you back today." A hash mark appeared on Norton's forehead and he gritted his teeth to threaten him.

Ruan Yao said "Ah", pursed his lips, and said in a coquettish tone, "Okay then."

Why are you so disappointed?

Norton felt that if he endured it any longer, he might go to see God early. He swore to God that he had never been so good-tempered in his life. As a result, Ruan Yao was ignorant and insisted on dancing on other people's bad spots and talking in a sticky manner. The ground looked like a ball of melted marshmallows: "Why don't you always smile? You look so fierce."

The red-haired gangster is a character outside the script. Ruan Yao does not have to maintain the sexy, wealthy and charming image, he can easily step on the nose and face, step on the head of the temporary owner to show off his power.

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