Yu Ling'er didn't turn back, but twisted, like a little peony swaying in the night wind.

"You see, I always don't listen to what others say."

Little Peony stubbornly refused to turn around, so Qin Ren had no choice but to lean over, slightly stick his head out from her side, and lean into her ear:

"...Let's continue talking, this...beautiful nightdress should not be covered with dust, just like people, and beautiful people should not be covered with dust, just like you, Master Yu..."

"..."

What's the meaning…

So I didn’t put her clothes on the shelf...

It is true that Yu Ling'er is not a little girl in the world, so she will not get bored because others only praise her clothes but not her.

At the moment, she is only concerned about Qin Ren's attitude.

Qin Ren's attitude was correct and he was no longer thinking about his nightgown. Yu Ling'er's ears moved slightly and he wanted to listen to him say a few more words.

"...But! But ha."

Qin Ren continued:

"I'm not saying that the reserved Master Yu is not good-looking, but, well... as for a good-looking person, she must be good-looking in all styles. When she is reserved, she is graceful and graceful, but when she is relaxed, she becomes bright and charming.

…”

"Okay, stop...don't say this..."

Feeling so hot all over her body, Yu Ling'er opened the blanket a little, secretly wiped her cheeks with the back of her cold hands, and then followed Qin Ren's stern expression just now:

"It's late at night. You just come out to show your courtesy. You use these dispensable things, such as... some pretty things... boring words, to flatter me..."

"no."

Of course not. Qin Ren shook his head honestly, and then continued dishonestly:

"I was already asleep, but suddenly I had a dream about a little flower growing on the balcony. It was shivering in the wind. When I saw it, I felt heartbroken, so I woke up. Then I woke up and found that you were just there.

On the balcony.”

Yu Ling'er raised his head slightly and blinked hesitantly:

"Really…"

"..."

Qin Ren was stunned.

No, you actually believed it?

hiss…

Qin Ren can't say whether this big snake is difficult to coax or easy to coax.

Anyway, let’s coax first.

"Yeah, really." He nodded decisively.

"I do not believe…"

Yu Ling'er said he didn't believe it even if he believed it. Qin Ren expressed his understanding and smiled:

"Believe it or not, to put it simply, I just looked at you dazed on the balcony. I was afraid that you would catch a cold, so I brought you a blanket."

"I am the Liuyun Sect Master."

Yu Ling'er sniffed her delicate nose:

"The master is not afraid of the cold."

"The sect master is not afraid of the cold, but Yu Ling'er is."

Yu Ling'er's shoulders were not wide, and the blanket kept slipping. Qin Ren pinched the two corners and tied a knot around her collarbone.

"I told you it's not cold anymore..."

She lowered her head and murmured in a low voice, gently tugging at the knot with her hands.

"Don't move, I'll tear it off later."

Pixiu likes to eat her fingers on weekdays, but Qin Ren is used to it, so he is very skillful and can also take her hand off.

Who would have thought that this touch would be unexpectedly cold.

Good guy, although I have always known that many women’s hands and feet tend to get cold easily, but can it be so cold on this September night?

"Tsk, how long have you been standing outside? This is..."

What kind of sect leader is she? She still has the body of an ordinary woman. Qin Ren breathed into the palm of his hand and pinched several of her fingers into his hand.

"Eh...wait..."

Yu Ling'er's heart suddenly panicked, and she subconsciously twitched.

"No hurries."

Qin Ren frowned and patted the back of her hand gently:

"Cover for a while."

"..."

He spoke in a gentle tone, and Yu Ling'er's movements couldn't help but stagnate. His heart was hazy, and ten slender fingers as green as green were easily placed into his palm.

Slightly rough and very thick.

The coolness on his fingertips slowly melted away in the warmth of his palm, and also melted into Yu Ling'er's heart, giving rise to a faint feeling...

"sorry."

Qin Ren's voice sounded, and Yu Ling'er was startled:

"Wha...what?"

"Because what happened during the day made you feel uncomfortable. You went out to get cold at night..."

"I...I'm not cold..."

"..."

Gu Ming

Qin Ren almost laughed at her harsh words:

"Let's not talk about it now. Just now, I saw your back trembling from afar."

"That's not trembling, it's trembling..."

"Is there a difference?"

"Yes, Daji Ling is the one Rong'er had during the day."

Qin Ren Yile:

"Oh, that unique sixth sense of your snake tribe?"

"Um."

Anyway, you have to be tough, so let’s keep it tough to the end, Yu Ling’er insisted with a slightly red face:

"That's called Snake Sensation."

"..."

God is so snake-like, it doesn't sound like a serious name from a world of cultivating immortals. Qin Ren wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh too hard. He stared at Yu Ling'er with a faint smile on his lips.

Yu Ling'er's ears felt hot at the sight, and he subconsciously wanted to hide, but found that his hand seemed to be pinched by him, and there was no place to hide.

"What are you looking at..."

"I'm not looking randomly, I'm just thinking that the relationship between you and Yourong is really deep."

Ronger…

Yu Ling'er's heart skipped a beat and she glanced at the sleeping apprentice on the sofa.

"...Why do you suddenly say this..."

Her voice softened a few degrees unconsciously.

"You are master and disciple. When I see her, I will think of you. When I see you, I will think of her."

Qin Ren is embarrassed to say that your two hands look very similar:

"No matter big or small, good or bad, Yourong always talks about you, and you always talk about Yourong. I always feel...this is a real family."

"certainly not…"

Yu Ling'er shook his head and pouted slightly:

"She is just an ordinary unfilial miscreant..."

"Evil disciple? The kind who loves mother and daughter?"
To be continued...