Yange thought for a while and asked, "Chicken, do you have more rights in this green hat system now? Can you find out how those missionaries who once took the list of powerful people have died?"

Chicken: "I can't find it."

After a pause, it also said: "However, I have checked the mission records of those who have taken orders, the tasks of the powerful, they have not succeeded, and they have not blackened the powerful, so now the powerful Blackening this situation, you're still an exception. "

Jiuwei: "Miss Sister is mighty."

Yan Song pondered for a moment.

The chicken said, "This mighty man is really weird, and I don't know what the opportunity for his blackening is."

At the end, he added: "This kind of darling in the world is so capricious."

Jiuwei Youyou said, "Which is the wayward capital, his father is the King of Heaven, and how many years of cultivation are not as good as a good father."

At this point, Jiuwei and the chicken reached a rare consensus, and unanimously, they began to spit out this powerful man with a good father.

Yange heard the more they talked nonsense, they just rolled over and fell asleep.

This sleep was quite good. When she woke up, Luo Fei had already prepared breakfast.

He has been alone outside these four years. He doesn't like maids dangling in front of his eyes. Everything is done by himself, and he has developed a good cooking skills.

Yan Ge was sitting at the table, drinking porridge with a small sip.

There was no noise during the meal, but the phone of Yange rang several times. She did not avoid Luo Fei and opened the voice message of Weichao.

It was from Han Yi, asking if she got up, did she eat, how was her health last night, was there any discomfort, or if he would give her some breakfast or something.

When she responded, she typed.

Luo Fei didn't know what she responded to.

He listened to the voice of the little white face all the way, and felt that the little white face's mouth would be sweet.

Crackling said so much about her, but didn't do anything big.

Finally, Luo Fei couldn't help but, at the end of the meal, tentatively asked her, "How long have you been with him?"

Yange stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at Luo Feixi, and Wen Yan replied, "Three months, it should be less."

Three months?

Have done that kind of thing for men and women in three months?

And still pregnant?

Ready to get a marriage certificate?

Does she know what she is doing?

Luo Fei's face suddenly cooled down: "In just three months, you are pregnant for him, is it worth it?"

Yan Song: "The child is not his."

Luo Fei :? ? ?

The bowl that was supposed to be put in the drain basket was picked up again by him, and he felt that smoking was over his head, but he still had to put up with calmness: "Who's that?"

Song: "Ex-boyfriend's."

So this little white face who has been attentive, does he know that there is grass on his head?

Luo Fei was so excited that he wanted to keep asking her ex-boyfriend what he did, how he broke up, and why he broke up.

However, I felt that asking her like this was a gossip, and maybe it would cause her sadness.

So even if he felt that the "gossip fire" was burning in his heart, he didn't continue to dig into this topic in the end. When he couldn't see her continue to talk, he could only shift the topic: "What have you done in recent years What job?"

Then she asked and regretted it again. She wanted no education, no craftsmanship, what she could do.