"What the hell are these things? What are you doing?" Xiao Che walked to the table with a cold voice and looked at the pots and buckets. It was these things that made the damn noise.

Jin Luoluo turned the stick lightly and played with ease.

"Musical instruments, don't think that only the pipa and the flute can be used as musical instruments. There are surprises everywhere in life, and music is everywhere. As for me, aren't I just playing rock music?"

"What is rock and roll?"

"You don't even know about rock and roll. Idiot, your Chinese skills are really poor. Don't you understand it literally? Rock and roll, rock and roll. You can get out after I rock. You can get out now. I won't give it away!"[

Jin Luoluo threw the two wooden sticks back, walked onto the bed leisurely, took off her shoes and covered her eyes with the quilt, finishing in one breath.

Xiao Che looked at the uncontrollable smile on Jin Luoluo's lips on the bed, his eyes bulged with anger and his chest heaved up and down.

He must marry Jin Luoluo as soon as possible and become his princess, so that he can punish her openly and let her step on him again if she becomes arrogant, so he will transfer Xiao Che to write.

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"My lord, go early and come back early. I'll treat you to dinner after the court. Come here!" Jin Luoluo looked at Xiao Che, who was dressed in gorgeous black clothes, and was so impressed by her choice.

This morning, when she put the clothes on him, he turned around, which immediately made the girl waiting in the room blush. At the same time, she didn't dare to stare because of his unusually cold temperament.

Although the broom star is extremely bad, it is undeniable that his face, figure, and aura are all first-rate.

This sinister and sinister broom star should wear black. Look at how he looks like a sharp guy in his outfit. All handsome European, American, Japanese and Korean guys should stand aside.

"Invite me to dinner? Jin Luoluo, don't push yourself too hard. Putting on your clothes already gives you enough face." Xiao Che replied coldly.

Does she think that because she wears the clothes she made, she just likes her? This woman's paranoia has struck again.
Chapter completed!