"Yan Tao!"

  Lus gritted his teeth and grinded the two words from his mouth, squinting at the young man.

   Yantao raised her eyes, revealing an innocent expression, "What's the matter?"

  "……"

  Lus gritted his teeth, "Huh!"

   Shaking off his arms and entering the second bedroom, ready to...cry the quilt and cry!

  Oh oh oh...

  He can't beat Yan Tao again, and now he can't even talk about it.

  The black-hearted Master Yan sent Luce away, and sat down on the sofa again, nodded and chuckled, and by the way, he lifted the cloth covering the small basket.

   "Meow~"

  There is a small milk cat lying in the small box, meaty, trembling and nesting in the small basket, turning to look at Yan Tao with wet black eyes, "meow woooo~"

   Xiaoqi was so excited: "Cat, it's a cat! Master! Cat! Cat! Cat!"

   Yan Tao...

  The young master knew it was a cat.

  What are you so excited about?

  Like an old hat.

  Xiaoqi: I have only seen cats in Starnet's data, but I haven't seen them with my own eyes!

  Master Yan smiles: Do you have eyes?

  Little Seven...

  Dou Tingluo: "This kitten will be given to Master Yan. Quan should be my thanks."

  Yantao looked at the cat screaming with milk, and her heart was itchy. She held the kitten in her arms—well, it was so soft, so warm, so cute.

   Xiaoqi can't wait to jump around: I want to hug me too!

  Seeing the boy leaning on the cat, Dou Ting smiled, "It's fine if you like it."

  Yantao really likes it.

  Although the cat can pinch her fingers to death, it feels very good.

  Young Master Yan liked it, and he was not hypocritical, put the cat back in the basket, thanked Dou Ting, and brought up another matter.

  Wen’s family has been passed down to this day and is a family of diplomats, living in the land where Ziqi came from the east. It took a lot of effort for her to get in.

  But Dou Tingluo is different.

   "The last time you were on the construction site, you could hold on for so long, did you have a precious jade that had been exposed to light on your body?"

  Dou Tingradio took a sip of tea and smiled three minutes deep, "I can't hide it from Master Yan."

  The son is not talking strangely and madly.

  Zi did not say whether or not to believe it again.

  Dou Tingluo took out a first-class product, a fish-shaped jade pendant carved from mutton fat white jade, with small golden spikes hanging underneath. The jade is shiny and golden, which is very beautiful.

   Yantao glanced, but didn't touch it.

  This jade is casual, she has too much spiritual energy, and it may overwhelm the breath of Dou Tingradio.

  Yantao obviously rarely asked for help. She coughed slightly and opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak.

   "Master Yan also has trouble talking?"

  Dou Tingradio teased deliberately.

  Young Master Yan hummed softly, and when he raised his hand, his fingertips condensed suffocation, and he made a bad idea to frighten Dou Tingluo, "There is indeed something, please help."

  Dou Tingluo: "Let's talk about it?"

   "Nothing else, I just want you to bring him along when you visit the teacher next time."

  The boy smiled and pointed to a seat diagonally.

"he?"

  Dou Tingluo looked at the fingertips that were as white as jade, and the color of doubt flashed across his eyes, "Are you kidding me?"

   Yantao lazily propped his chin, "Where can I."

  Young Master Yan encouraged Dou Tingluo with his heart, "You'll know if you go and see."

  Dou Tingluo glanced at the chair again. Yan Tao was obviously ill-intentioned. He paced over, with a polite smile on his gentle and moist face, "Hello."

  The scholar's thin body slowly appeared on the seat, Wen Bi's face was covered with gold round glasses, "Are you a student of the Wen family?"

  When the face of the person in the chair came into view, Rao was shocked after years of experience with Dou Tingruo, "Master Wen, Wen?!"