Chapter 2475

Otherwise, Kong Bo really can't understand that his medical saint is not worthy of nightmare?

At that time, Kong Ling was also unable to say a word of confession. He was very sad. In the first World War, he had no ambition to live and died with regret for the nightmare.

Although Kong Bo had a lot of ideas at that time, now he feels that Yan Zhuo has no intelligence at all. He doesn't understand love, otherwise he won't be lonely for tens of thousands of years.

Of course, later, the change of Yan Zhuo made Kong Bo, who was always gentle and gentle, almost burst out of his mouth. He was wrong with her sister from the beginning!

The only hope that Kong Ling's elder brother can lose his parents is his hope.

Although Yan Zhuo didn't need it later, he was saved by Yan Zhuo during the natural calamity and owes him gratitude.

For this reason, every time Kong Bo sees a nightmare, it is a little complicated.

"I have a question, which has been bothering me for a long time. Can you help me

Kong Bo put down his memory and looked up from the silence to the nightmare of the great change in temperament.

Today's nightmare is not the young man who was vigorous and vigorous at that time. The king's breath lingers all over his body.

If Kong Ling is still there, I don't know if he will like it.

"Is it related to the pills we are talking about today?"

If it wasn't for secrecy and didn't want to make it public, Yan Zhuo would rather sit in the dark world in embarrassment than come here to drink bitter tea.

Kongbo's herbal tea, as always, is extremely bitter. He is heartless love, but it is not taste failure, it is simply too bitter.

Although I think so, I still drink it every time.

It's very face saving.

"It's nothing to do with it. It's just about my mood. I'll tell you the answer. You know, I don't take part in the affairs outside, so I don't feel how anxious you are."

When it comes to Wu Gan, Kong Bo even bit the words. At the beginning, Yan Zhuo broke his sister's heart with the word Wugan.

"You ask, as long as I know, I will say."

Yan Zhuo puts down her tea cup and looks at Kong Bo.

When he saw kongbo refilling his cup, he immediately lifted his hand and took it away. He really didn't want to drink it.

"I think you've drunk all of them. I think you like drinking my sister's tea very much. Other people don't have this kind of tea. Only you have it. My sister prepared it for you according to your constitution. The only one is that my sister is gone. As long as you come, I will prepare this tea. I can't waste the heart of the dead."

Kong Bo put down the action of adding tea for Yan Zhuo, and looked nostalgic.

Hearing this, Yan Zhuo wanted to give another face and add a cup, but he didn't put it down. His expression was a little impatient for the first time.

Once, however, no matter how many people said, for Kong Ling, Yan Zhuo did not have any feeling.

But now, hearing about her, and even coming here, if it is not necessary, Yan Zhuo doesn't want to come.

Don't know when to start, Yan Zhuo seems to pay attention to these, always don't want to be misunderstood.

"Does the emperor have a happy man?"

Thanks to Kong Ling, Kong Bo knows about Yan Zhuo. He didn't care about it. He didn't feel it any way you said it.

But now, he didn't say anything. For the first time, Kong Bo saw Yan Zhuo look different. He was very surprised and couldn't help thinking about this aspect.

After all, only if you have someone in your heart, you will care about the past.

"Nothing!"

"Is that your problem? If there is no more, we can say pills. I won't drink this tea again. "