"Lord, you see, I said that there is little cook around my master, and nothing will happen. Don't worry! Ha ha... "

Ye Ling said with a smile, a little proud, and a little narrow glance at Shang Mo ran. It's not normal how she laughed.

"little cook...?" Chu zhaoyue screamed with a strange voice, and glanced at the summer desert wind standing beside her with a smile.

as soon as he saw her expression, Shang Muran knew what was going on. Looking at the summer desert wind, he said with a smile, "I'm done with it."

summer desert wind shrugged his shoulders. He couldn't see the embarrassment and guilt...