"Next time, don't accidentally wipe your eyes with oily hands. Otherwise, no one will care about you if you are blind! No one will want you at that time. Do you know?" Ye Qingyang handed over two tissue papers, and the little Lolita was careful. took over. Wipe away the few tears that haven't fallen from the corner of his eyes. The gold content of tears is absolutely heavy!
"Whoosh." A flying sword flew over Ye Qingyang's head, Ye Qingyang quickly controlled his mind to move the three plates upwards, but he still didn't dodge it. The flying sword rushed up to the beam, and a burst of dust was blown into the bowl.
"Ah. wasting food. This is a crime. Miss, please change it for me." Ye Qingyang said regretfully, and put the three plates on the table. The lady also nodded quickly, and he saw the sneer on Ye Qingyang's face.
Creation is hard, cheer me up!