Luo Yiyi fell asleep while lying down, with opaque material flowing from the corner of his mouth, making some faltering noises, holding the quilt with both hands, covering most of his body.
Ting Xue heard that there was no movement inside, and opened the door to see that the lady's quilt was crooked.
Going to Luo Yiyi's bedside, he rescued Luo Yiyi's tightly hugged quilt with his hands.
"Don't touch my chicken leg, it's mine." Luo Yiyi smiled foolishly, "What's mine is mine."
As he spoke, Luo Yiyi grabbed the quilt with his hands again, then turned over, exposing his feet again.
This inadvertent sleep talk startled Tingxue, who was fighting with Luo Yiyi, and almost lost the grip of the quilt.
The lady's hands are too strong! Just a little bit, I was going to fall. But why does the lady want to eat even in her dreams? Could it be that she is thinking about it every day and dreaming about it at night.
Hey, miss, miss, I eat so much during the day, but I still want to eat at night, what a great appetite.
Ting Xue covered Luo Yiyi's quilt and slipped away.
The sky was getting dark gradually, but Qingyue Building was a worried scene.
Mrs. Luo and Luo Mo were alone in the secret room.
"Moer, when do you think we will let that little brat go?"
Lomer's hands kept beating rhythmically on his legs, "Mother, in my opinion, the sooner the better. After all, the time is getting closer."
"Yeah, why is it getting closer and closer." Mrs. Luo's face was pale, as if she had lost all her strength.
"But there are people with the imprint of the other shore flower in this vast crowd, how difficult it is to find such a person."
"What mother said is true, but in my opinion, it is not difficult to find this person."
"Oh? Why did Moer say that? Have you found it?" Mrs. Luo looked at Luomo excitedly.
Luo Mo chuckled, "Mother remembers Master Wuchen back then."
Mrs. Luo frowned slightly, "I seem to remember that there is such a person."
"The mother remembers that Master Wuchen made a divination for the younger sister."
Mrs. Luo seemed to remember something, and suddenly realized: "Master Wuchen seemed to say a word when he was divination for that little brat."
Mrs. Luo looked at Luomo silently, and Luomo nodded, "That's right, mother, do you remember the content of that sentence?"
Mrs. Luo enters the memory, there must be a way when the car reaches the mountain, and there will be a solution until the end. The eldest lady's marriage will come naturally, and it will be resolved at that time. Madam need not worry.
"Did Moer say that?"
"Well, as long as mother knows."
"However, I'm still afraid of what might happen."
Mrs. Luo was interrupted by Luo Mo before she finished speaking, "Mother, there is no contingency, even if there is, I will not make it a reality."
Mrs. Luo looked at her son's confident eyes, and said nothing.
"Then I'll go to the little bastard and arrange some people to go to the little bastard's side, so I can rest assured."
"Mother still doesn't need to arrange too many people, I'm afraid of attracting the attention of those people, so arrange less."
"Oh, oh okay, then I'll send some dark guards with high martial arts skills."
"Well, what can I do?" Lomer fell into deep thinking.
"By the way, then I will give Yiyi a little more travel expenses. Well, that's it."
Seeing Luo Mo's startled look, Mrs. Luo knocked on the table.
"Okay, let's call it a day. Mo'er, you should go back to your room for an early rest. I will go back to my room first."
"Yes, Mo'er understands. Mother, you should go back to your room and have a good dream."
Mrs. Luo glanced at Luo Mo, "You kid, that's fine."
After Mrs. Luo returned to her room, she turned off the lights and went to bed.
However, Luo Mo didn't sleep all night, sitting by the bed and thinking about one thing. As for what it is, no one knows, only Luo Mo knows. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com