Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"……Can."

After all, Yan Ce had no choice but to temporarily put aside the observation plan, honestly opened the door and wiped the floor quietly, and Fusu, who was sleeping quietly on the bed, made Yan Ce envious.

On the side of the middle hall, Miss Lingshi separated some spare desks and put them together to form two small beds. The two beds were very far apart. Then she brought two quilts from the next door, stretched her hands, and spread them on the small bed. bed.

After a long time, she sat on the bed and raised her eyes to see Yan Ce, who was full of vigilance after finishing her work. She pointed to another "bed", and said calmly, "You sleep over there, don't lean over at night."

Yan Ce, who was sweating all over, lay on the made bed and said angrily, "Don't fall into my hands."

"If you don't want to sleep in bed, you can choose to be quiet and lie on the ground like a dead body."

Chat at the end of the month and make a wish.

At the end of April, I started to make a small month-end summary. April is a beautiful month... because it is going to pass, so I will stop talking nonsense and start to summarize.

April Update Situation...maybe, okay?As an author, hehehe, I seem to be incompetent, and I don’t update very diligently. I don’t know if the writing is brilliant or not, but compared to others, my update frequency is slow enough.

Most of the writing is still daily, and it is estimated that it may be mostly daily in the future, and the rest are auxiliary materials.

Occasionally, I will add something, but I found that many readers don’t care what I mixed. After all, some of them are just mentioned, and it’s normal if they don’t care. For example, clogs were born as early as Xia, Shang and Zhou. Round, kawaii kind.

For example, stupid children are cuter. For example, the mantis shrimps I bought are not fat or delicious. For example, I put a big crab in an iron basin today, and then poked the crab’s buttocks with chopsticks for several hours. ... None of this matters.

The important thing is that I made a random vote, and what did I see... His Majesty the Emperor temporarily ranked first, and then No.2 was almost tied with the first... Do something.

Why is the orientation so weird, there is everything, cover your face.

What I wrote is unserious, and everyone sees it as unserious, so we are even.

Have a good holiday in May, eat well, sleep well, if there is any wish that needs to be fulfilled by me, I can satisfy it appropriately depending on the situation, coo coo coo.

If you have any wishes now, just mention them.

Chapter 180 Seven Who Dirty Clothes

His exhausted body couldn't lift a bit of energy. Yan Ce looked like a useless salted fish, and was forced to do a little cleaning in the middle of the night, while the woman who was supposed to be involved in the labor was simply making the bed. In this comparison, his mind suddenly became unbalanced There is wood.

"Your bedside clothes and dirty clothes are stuffed in the basin behind the screen, do you need to take out a few?"

"..." Miss Lingshi turned around, lay on her side with her back to Yan Ce, and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Yan Ce yawned, and said out of boredom, "Half of the bookshelf is still unwashed, you can clean it yourself tomorrow."

"..."

The woman frowned, closed her eyes, and didn't want to speak.

"Please wake me up early tomorrow morning, I think—"

"go to bed!"

She gave a low voice indifferently, and flicked her hair with her fingers to her back, giving off a feeling of irritability.

"It's a long night, and we can have a heart-to-heart talk. For example, you and I can get to know each other through communication...maintain a healthy state of making progress together while competing. It is a positive attitude towards life to join hands and make progress together in my hometown."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a murderous look in his pupils. The other party was unwilling to chat with you and cast a threatening look.

"I won't say much today. Going to bed early is good for your health. Good night."

"..."

Ling Shi glared at him, turned back and continued to sleep, with his legs curled up slightly, lying quietly on his side, while Yan Ce on the other side would rub against each other from time to time, or turn around over and over again, with moderate movements, which made her feel uncomfortable. Thoughts that were easy to calm down became complicated again.

Unbearable, she turned over and glared angrily at the dishonest young master Ce on the bed, as cold as looking at a piece of food bouncing on the chopping board.

"Can you stop moving?"

Yan Ce, who knew he was wrong, was looking at the woman beside him for a long time. Yan Ce looked away first. Put it in the room, it is estimated that it can cool down the heat, and when it is used as a pillow, it will save the need to open the window for ventilation.

"This..." He explained with a little embarrassment, "I'm not used to the smell of the quilt, so I can't fall asleep."

"..."

It was like being stuck in the throat by a fly that had just been swallowed, but the woman had to swallow this disgusting bug into her stomach without saying anything.

"This quilt, I will have someone burn it tomorrow. Your Highness, Young Master Ce, can you please work hard to get used to it now? If I hear other movements, you will have to sleep on the floor."

The words were unusually calm, as if they were stating a fact, causing Miss Shi to lie on the bed with her palms clenched into fists, and she released them after a while, not to look at that annoying face.

He turned sideways to face the dishonest boy, and never took his eyes off him.

She said flatly: "...sleep."

"Can't we have a short communication before going to bed?"

"can."

Ling Shi looked disgusted, but didn't say much.

"Then say something casually, chat casually."

Yan Ce, who was trying to complete the observation plan, was sitting on the bed, ready to gain relevant confidence from key NPCs and get the achievement of enmity -1.

Miss Lingshi nodded, revealing a charming smile.

"Then let me tell you a little story about tearing up Gongzi Ce. There used to be a..."

Killing doesn't solve the hatred, but even tearing it up with hands, what kind of hatred and resentment is this, a woman who doesn't even give a decent way to die, no matter how much Yan Ce tries, it's not bad for a woman whose hatred value has been pulled to M78 Nebula possible.