The deflated little loli

On the small path down the mountain, a young man with a cold and intimidating expression and a young girl with a face as beautiful as peach blossoms and eyes full of happiness formed a strange scenery.

"Big brother Ling, what are we going down the mountain for?" The little loli walked at the back and wanted to pounce on Ling Wushang and hug him. However, when she thought about the feeling of her being pressed against the wall, she rationally dispelled this thought.

"I'm working. "

"Do what?" Meng Luo pursed her lips. Wasn't this nonsense? In the past, even though big brother Ling also kept his distance from her, he didn't seem to be that cold. What was going on?

"Serious business."

The corners of Meng Luo's mouth began to Twitch again. She didn't realize that in such a short time, the corners of her mouth had twitched a few times. This had never happened before.