Chapter 1681: Another thing

Cold Dawn Villa.

Ling Muqing was a little depressed all day. He sat on the sofa in the living room and stared at the Black-screen TV play.

Eyes stare dead, blinking and not blinking, as if watching some interesting TV play, watching distraction.

In fact, the cold dawn has long been found that Ling Muqing is not right, and the cold dawn is sitting on the sofa with Ling Muqing's favorite fruit.

Fruit has been carefully cut into small pieces by the cold morning light, because Ling Muqing's mouth is smaller, so Ling Muqing's favorite fruit is always cut into small pieces by the cold morning...