Ye Mohan seemed to have discovered what Chu Yue was thinking, and laughed in a terrifying way, saying, "If Achu wants to murder his husband, no one will be with you to have an army."

Before Chu Yue could reply, Ye Mohan picked Chu Yue up and placed it on the chair in front of the mirror.

Before Chu Yue sat down, Ye Mohan carefully heated the chair with his true energy.

Then he took a fish bone comb and combed it through three thousand black hairs.

Chu Yue looked at the focused and serious man in the mirror, and suddenly thought of giving birth to an army or something, and his ears suddenly became red.

It's insulting!

Four big words suddenly flashed through Chu Yue's mind.

Ye Mohan took the ivory-white jade hairpin and naturally picked up Chu Yue's hair skillfully.

When Chu Yue saw this scene through the reflection of the mirror, Dai Yue frowned and asked subconsciously: "Can you tie your hair?"

Although Ye Mohan’s bun is not too complicated, it is definitely not simple.

At least she won't.

Ye Mohan was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "No."

"That……?"

"I don't know either."

Ye Mohan shook his head: "It seems like he will let it go, and he did it."

Chu Yue's expression slightly condensed and fell into deep thought.

If Ye Mohan had never tied his hair to other women, it means that he had tied his hair to her ninety thousand years ago.

I just don’t know why I lost that precious memory.

But the consciousness engraved in the soul will never be forgotten.

"Pillow, do you think we met 90,000 years ago?" Chu Yue asked indirectly.

"How old are you?"

Ye Mo's cold voice was extremely gentle, and he felt pampered.

Chu Yue shrugged and said no more.

After pulling her hair, Ye Mohan found blood-red marks on her back collar.

"Are you injured?"

Ye Mo's heart tightened, frowned, and asked in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Chu Yue was quite surprised and didn't know the meaning.

Her martial body is intact and has the essence and marrow washing in front. Although it is not as icy as jade bones, there are no scars.

Chu Yue looked inside with a suspicious attitude, and then looked around and looked at Ye Mohan's back where Ye Mohan's eyes were reaching, but there were still no scars.

But when she looked at Ye Mohan's nervous expression, she seemed to have seen the wound behind her.

Chu Yue lowered her eyebrows and narrowed her long and narrow eyes, and keenly felt something was wrong.

From this point of view, she was indeed injured, but she didn't know.

In other words.

Only Ye Mohan can see it.

But Ye Mohan had never seen it before, so why did he see it now?

There is only one explanation.

On the day when the appointment ceremony opened the Nine Cauldrons, she went to the torrent of the universe, met the Human Emperor, and learned about a past that was not clear.

If it is true as she thought, it means that the more she knows the past, the closer Ye Mohan's understanding of her will be to that year.

Chu Yue suddenly realized her mind, and she woke up like a dream.

Ye Mohan only stared at the scars on her back, and the wounds as ferocious as snakes, as if they had been cut by a knife on their spine.

Ye Mo Hanfro's white and jade-like hands slowly peeled off the girl's two layers of clothes, and fell to the bend of Chu Yue's elbows, and her round and white shoulders were exposed, and the crimson lotus between her neck was even more charming.

The man only stared at her spine, with anger and heartache in his eyes.

Ye Mohan gently held the girl's shoulder with his long fingers, lowered her body between her butterfly bones, and kissed her like a dragonfly.

Thin lips touching the skin of the spine.

Like thousands of ants passing by, it brings a series of unbearable reactions.

Chu Yue's hand, which was placed on the table, curled up gently, her eyes shrank slightly, and the dark light in the room was shimmering.

The touch of her back made her mind blank, and she forgot to think about the various causes and effects of the past 90,000 years.

The sun was just right outside the window, and the window paper reflected the outlines of the two people.

What flows in the air is the breath of spring.

"Who made the move?"

Ye Mohan had murderous intent in his eyes: "I killed him."

Suddenly.

Ye Mohan was stunned.

But the girl's back suddenly became fair and flawless, and her skin was like mutton fat, and she couldn't see the wound.

Ye Mohan frowned, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

The cool breeze is passed through the cracks in the window.

Ye Mohan quickly sorted out Chu Yue's clothes and wrapped them tightly. He was still wondering what had just happened, and he thought it was an hallucination that had been tired for many days.

Chu Yue looked at Ye Mohan who was thinking hard and raised her eyebrows slightly.

This man.

Always playing with fire.

On the outside, there was a sound of the Blood Protector who was inappropriate and extremely unsightly: "Your Highness, do you think the way of practicing Jiuming's step is to lift your left foot first or your right foot?"

Ye Mohan's eyebrows trembled slightly, the blue veins rose slightly, and there was a storm-like anger in his eyes.

"roll--"

He spoke in a deep voice without any expression on his face.


Chapter completed!