Chen Qianluo stepped forward and hugged his waist, leaned his head against his back, "What's wrong? Are you in a bad mood?"

"No." He turned around and gently hugged her, "I just felt that I should spend more time with you."

"It's okay, business matters." She is not the kind of unreasonable woman. Besides, Mo Ruyu teaches her magic tricks now, and she feels that time will pass soon. She is not bored.

Put her on her lap and pinch her hair on her temples and behind her ears. "How is the exorcism learning?"

In fact, what I have learned now is just talking about war on paper and have no experience in catching monsters.

"Ruyu said I am very talented." She stretched out her hand to wrap her neck, and she bent her eyes and said.

Xuanyuan Yinyue's expression paused slightly, like jade, and she screamed so intimately. But he was still calm on his face.

"Then study hard." Xuanyuan Yinyue's white clothes were as snow, and the eyes of the ten thousand-year-old ancient well jumped with a glimmer of light, like dust and mist, profound and unfathomable.

"Um."

He straightened her and faced him. His eyes, which were as clear as morning light, were a little confused, "What's wrong?"

Her jade-like fingers gently lifted her sharp chin, and her eyes as deep as a sea of ​​eyes looked deep into her eyes, "Don't be so close to him, I'll be jealous!"

Chen Qianluo widened his eyes, as if he was a little incredible.

Xuanyuan Yinyue, who has always been treacherous and domineering, would actually say in person that he would be jealous. She was a little doubtful if there was something wrong with her ears, "What did you say?" Are he sure he is mentally fine today?

"Don't say good things twice." After saying that, she let go of her chin, turned sideways, and lay down.

Chen Qianluo threw his shoes, turned over and rode on his waist, showing off his might, "Master, just leave your disciple!" After saying that, he raised his chin quite proudly.

Damn, she's igniting the fire.

But someone hasn't realized it yet.

His pupils suddenly shrank, his eyes were deep, and his whole body was tense, "Luoluo, do you know you're lighting the fire? Huh?"

He reached out and pinched his face twice. Damn it was so tender and smooth. Could this be the legendary little white face? Well, it is indeed white enough! This is what she gave him.

Her big eyes blinked twice, and the candlelight reflected her, and her beauty was not very real in the darkness.

She was wearing a white silk skirt embroidered with small florals. The skirt spread out on the bed, like a mountain flower blooming on the bed, and it actually exuded a different brilliance.

Little do you know that someone's patience is also limited.

Suddenly, she felt a moment of dizziness, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged positions, and she became the one pressed down below.

"Hiss-" She took a breath.

Xuanyuan Yinyue's face darkened when she heard this, she took off her clothes on her shoulders, "What's going on?" His voice was a little dull and a little angry.

Chen Qianluo covered his shoulders, "It's okay, but he accidentally got hurt."

Obviously Xuanyuan Yinyue was not that easy to fool, so she broke her hands apart to reveal her snow-white skin. But on the snow-white skin, there was a bloody wound, but there was no blood, and the wound had begun to scab.

"It's an arrow wound, how did you get it?" He rubbed the scar carefully, frowned. There was a little deeper on his face.

"I don't know, but when I woke up this morning, I felt a lot of pain on my shoulders and didn't pay much attention." She didn't know what was going on.
Chapter completed!