Klaus turned a deaf ear. He returned directly to the main position and sat down with elegant and indifferent posture. Bai Lu thinks her hands are itchy and wants to beat the bastard badly. Unfortunately, the situation is wrong now. The little guy looked at Claus's father and looked at Bailu's mother. She looked around and laughed one by one. She was very ugly and made soy sauce. Under her extreme boredom, her nose came up to the top of Claus's cup. The rich liquid and floating cloud's blood were bright in color and greasy in taste“ Qiu ha Qiu Qiu ha Qiu Qiu ha Qiu!... "

"..." Klaus covered the cup with his palm and reluctantly rubbed the small meat / ball away. This, I can't give you a drink for the time being! Staring at Claus for a few seconds, she thought she would still be grateful to her awesome son. She was a grim woman with a gentle touch. Klaus lowered his head and looked at the cup. The waiter came directly to change it for him. He raised his hand and asked them to change a drink. It seems that his little meat / ball hasn't adapted to the bloody taste, and his nose is red. Just, she's still young and doesn't worry. Indeed, I don't know if the little guy really disliked the bloody smell of his cup. As soon as she saw the liquid at the corner of Klaus's mouth, she sneezed several times on Klaus's face. Fortunately, she was too small and her soft air sounded pleasant. Klaus chose compromise for the first time and he changed a glass of milk. Don't drink, just look. By the way, let the little guy don't always focus on his mouth.

Bailu and Marcel held back their smiles and the audience continued to maintain an embarrassing silence. Klaus stood up with a small thing hanging around his neck and kicked his legs naturally. Two fleshy claws wrapped another small cup. Klaus raised his glass and announced his decision to a group of low bastards with great momentum. He didn't care about Bai Lu's view, "so you can eat and drink and have fun tonight, And tomorrow... I suggest you hunt werewolves. " Klaus threw a fruit to Marcel, which means to let him take the lead. "Go, kill me." Klaus poured the milk, looked back at the little guy's greedy mouth and smiled sincerely. He seemed to think it was a good idea. Bailu had been blown up and the werewolf's teeth couldn't hide. The party entered a small high / tide period. Klaus gave Marcel several instructions and planned to go back with the child. She seemed to be sleepy. After all, she was still a small meat / ball and had to sleep when she was full. Bai Lu's footsteps have been following Klaus. She must restrain her impulse. If she can't beat Klaus, it's estimated that she will go out! Bailu rushed to Klaus. She looked at the sleepy child, lowered her voice and shouted, "Damn it! What the hell are you thinking? " Klaus didn't dump Bailu. He hadn't settled accounts with the little wolf girl yet. She came up first. The bottom of her eyes flashed. Klaus motioned to the attendant and moved to the direction of the bedroom. Bailu looked around and took a deep breath. The next second, she grabbed the child and gently placed it on the little guy's own bed. Bailu and Rebecca have prepared a lot of baby care products for her. Now, they have all got good effects one by one. Klaus came to the window. He still maintained a noble cold war attitude. Bailu told herself that she couldn't care with him. Klaus was never a normal person, but she was still hit hard in the bottom of her heart. This bastard doesn't even think about her feelings when he wants to kill a purebred werewolf. Doesn't he know that there may be her people at the mouth of the river? Or, in fact... He doesn't care?