The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss Chapter 1548: Nangong Victory 7
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When Su Luo arrived, Master Rong Yun was holding a book in his hand, turning it casually.
Seeing Su Luo coming, he didn't raise his eyes, snorted slightly, and deliberately turned away.
Three black lines emerge from Su Luo's forehead.
Master, what are you doing?
"Master ..." Su Luo dragged an epilogue to Master Rong Yun.
"Huh." Master Rong Yun buried his book, as if something in the book attracted him deeply, and he didn't look up or look up.
Su Luo was thinking quickly in his head, thinking about where he had offended Master and his old man, but he didn't remember to think about it.
"Master ..." Su Luo weakly pulled Master Rongyun's sleeve.
Master Rong Yun holds up the tea cup and drinks tea calmly, just don't give Su Luo a look.
"Master, just look at me. Anyway, do you like this face, right?" Su Luo put his face up.
Her face looks like Yanhua for seven minutes. At first glance, she can almost tell the truth.
Yanhua is the deepest mark on Rong Yun's heart, the softest existence.
So what's Rong Yun still angry about? His slender fingers poked Su Luo's mind, and he murmured: "Girls are outgoing, you girl, hum."
With a man, even Master is gone.
"Master ~~~" Su Luo suddenly knew what Master was angry with. She smiled sweetly, like a blooming summer sunflower, licking her small face and walking towards Master, "Master, sit down and make tea for you."
"Hum." Master Rong Yun's look was much better.
Su Luo was busy boiling water, making tea, washing tea, and filling a small cup with her own hands, holding it in front of Master Rong Yun, smiling very dog-legged: "Master, please drink tea."
"This tea is too much for a teacher." Master Rong Yun refused to answer.
"Why?" Su Luo was puzzled.
"The silly boy's leg disease can't be cured by a teacher." What kind of character is Master Rong Yun, and with the move of Su Luo's eyebrows, he can guess that it is inseparable.
"Why can't it be cured?" Su Luo was anxious, and quickly sat down next to Master Rong Yun with a stool, his eyes were more serious than ever, "Why can't he be cured? Isn't that only a master-level pharmacist can cure his leg?" Disease? Master is so powerful, why ca n’t he cure it? "
Su Luo cares, but chaos. A series of questions are thrown away.
Rong Yun's brow frowned again: "Are you worried?"
Su Luo nodded like a puppy. Can't you worry? That's the man she thinks.
"If you care, work hard." Master Rong Yun put his sleeves on his sleeves, and calmly fluttered a sentence, "Only if you are promoted to the master pharmacist, you can save him."
"Why?" Su Luo stood up disapprovingly, "Master Ming can save, why not? Master knows that I am now a super pharmacist, and I will be promoted to master pharmacist later, even if I am lucky to be Master-level pharmacist, then there is the threshold of master-level pharmacist. Master is not unaware that Master Luo has cultivated for a hundred years, and he has no way to cross this gap. Does Master think that in just a few years, I Will you be promoted? "
Su Luo was anxious, talking like a cannonball.
Master Rong Yun stared at her, her eyes were as dark as ink and jade, her eyes were unpredictable and complicated.
But Su Luo glared at his sight without any weakness, and stared deeply at him without any sign of shrinking.