Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Yan Ce's current state of mind can be regarded as relaxed, and he is content with whatever happens, and he will break the pot and fall, anyway, the favorability is already like this, and the young man doesn't mind pushing the intimacy value to the negative infinity end.

Perhaps because of the extremely low favorability, she didn't refuse Yan Ce to wash her dirty clothes in the sink.

After waiting for a while, Yan Ce went out to unroll the slightly fragrant maid's clothes and hang them outside to dry, without even looking up during the whole process.

Before you know it, it's nightfall.

The light and hazy moon shadow sprinkled on the stone steps of the school house, and the cold white color feels quite cool.

Dots of candlelight lit up in the darkness.

Yan Ce happened to walk in the door and exchanged a glance with the indifferent woman who raised her eyes, but there was no spark in the end.

"Recite it to me before going to bed, even a stupid person born with dementia can understand it, please use your insect-like wisdom as much as possible, if you fail the exam—"

Miss Lingshi was ticking and annotating the volumes of classics, her thin lips were slightly parted, and her sharp eyes were staring at Yan Ce.

"I will... absolutely kill you..."

After finishing speaking, the woman immediately packed up her part of winter clothes and walked quickly to the next door.

How many times have I said the word kill, and I didn't see you actually do it that time.

If he really killed Yan Ce recklessly, Yan Ce's body would be completely cold, how could he study law with her now and supplement his weak links.

"It seems...it sounds less hostile, and this is encouragement?"

Yan Ce shook his head, thought for a moment, "It's still a threat."

Throw a note and say Happy Dragon Boat Festival in advance

Today I feel very depressed, uncomfortable, and extremely irritable, and I have to read professional books and messy books at night, assuming that the author Ji is still a child, give me a six-day holiday, that's it for the time being.

Well, in order to compensate the readers, I will satisfy all the requirements of the young readers, whatever the requirements are, please let me know by posting before June 6.6th, I am absolutely satisfied, because I am very impatient, so Wishing Girl on [-] will be invalid , It’s not a problem to post casually even if you ask to sing majesticly.

Chapter 220 IX My child recognizes you as a foster mother, howling or not?

Yan Ce's mind was muddled, and he was force-feeded with a lot of convoluted explanations in French. Now, no matter how patient he was, he couldn't hold back and started to get irritable.

Put down the letter.

He stared at Leng Yue and sighed.

The memory of the past is gradually blurred, or I don't want to recollect it. It seems that there is nothing worth caring about even if it is not a long time. Only every bit of coming to this troubled world seems like yesterday to the young man.

Changle, Weiyang's stable world.

The young man looked through the big and small events recorded again, and none of them happened in the current time period. Now he doubts whether he can defeat the group of big shots with blood locks in the future, or whether he can hold down the group of people who want to fight in the future. Make trouble.

Just because of the current him, not to mention playing tricks, the Miss Monster in the next room alone can hang him up and hammer him. He has no temper at all. No matter what he is, he is also the assassin leader of a former terrorist organization. Can't beat a civilian woman.

It would be great if you have the skill of Zuidun, a good job can solve all troubles, much better than fighting and killing.

Thinking of this, Yan Ce sighed again.

There is a successfully developed horseshoe beside the bed. He should think about how to promote it easily. The main mold of the horseshoe has been developed by Mo Yan and is currently in her home. The large-scale production must let Qin Wangzheng know about the horseshoe. Superiority and recognition of the investment, as long as he achieves results, then he is expected to return to the royal court after graduation.

However, the most critical issue is to get in touch with the royal court while in semi-exile.

Yan Ce caught a glimpse of the new clothes in the cabinet and thought about it.

Although I am supervised by the order to make up lessons every day, but before the exam, there are still a few days of free time in between to waste. It is said that one day is not panic, two days is enough to pretend, and three days is no harm.

He looked up at the cold white moonlight.

After counting, it is better to go to the grave today, sweep the grave, and knock on the door next door.

So, the boy put on his shoes, brought his harness with him and hurriedly knocked on the door next door.

"Clap--"

"..."

Seeing that there was no response, Yan Ce was stunned for a while, thinking that the other party had acquiesced, and said, "I came in directly."

There was the sound of turning over in the room, followed by the sound of clogs stepping on the floor, and it took a long time for the door to open.

"Say something quickly!"

Miss Lingshi opened the door impatiently, her hairband was not tied in time, her hair was loose, and her pajamas were quite messy, apparently caught off guard by Yan Ce's sudden attack.

"That... I can't speak clearly for a while, let me go in and talk first." Yan Ce urged.

"..."

Miss Ling Shi's expression was not good, and she stared straight at Yan Ce, her sharp blade-like eyes showed the intention of cutting Yan Ce into pieces.

As the night is getting darker, the surrounding student dormitories are extremely clean, so if there is any movement, there will be troublemakers who can't help but open the window and look around. The famous young master Ce of Yan State.

Still holding a bunch of toys, never seen before.This is another belt, and some strange props that I can't understand.

Hey, hey, he's good at playing.

The teenagers smiled kindly, and then closed the windows, while the girls in the rest of the dormitory were blushing, imagining some scene full of forbidden words.

Miss Ling Shi gritted her teeth, opened the door completely, grabbed Yan Ce's wrist, dragged him in from the door, and quickly closed the door again.

Yan Ce sat on her bed, held up the rein made of leather, and said seriously: "This is a treasure."