In fact, he originally had a mask, that ghost king face.
Later, though, he decided to wear it every day.
"Not only this, everything about this deity is yours. From head to toe, from hair to teeth. Every inch and every cent belongs to you."
Incomparably nasty love words, but when they came out of his mouth, they seemed very ordinary.
It's like talking about some household chores.
But Ye Qingli didn't feel anything abnormal at all.
In her view, this is simply a matter of course.
She glanced outside and saw that it was broad daylight.
"Now, can you get dressed?"
Jun Aohan directly lifted the quilt, and then began to dress slowly.
No scruples about Ye Qingli standing on the side.
Ye Qingli couldn't help but want to pinch him.
This guy must have done it on purpose!
If I have any shy expression at this time, I have really fallen for him!
She simply didn't even turn her head, but admired it openly.
Not to mention, although this guy is blocking his face.
But the temperament emanating from the whole body is really irresistible!
Throwing it into the crowd is definitely the target of attracting bees and butterflies.
Well, do you want to think of other ways
Ye Qingli held her chin and began to think.
Do you want to perform another minor operation on him to reduce male hormones or something
The two of them got dressed and left directly from the roof.
After flying over the eaves for hundreds of steps, it quietly landed on the deserted street.
They walked side by side, wandering the streets casually.
Neither of them spoke, as if they both enjoyed this feeling.
But not long after, they had just walked through a bustling street when suddenly, someone blocked their way in front.
"Excuse me, is this Miss Song?"
A handsome scribe in Tsing Yi stood in front of him.
Jun Aohan said lightly: "Get out!"
He has no interest in talking nonsense with others, if it wasn't for Ye Qingli standing beside him, if someone dared to block his way, he would have sent him flying with a slap.
The scribe in Tsing Yi said respectfully: "Your Excellency should be Ms. Song from Songhe Hall, right? Wansheng Wen Ruosong, this is a token given to Ms. by my master. There must be no fake."
Ye Qingli looked down and saw that the token she picked up from the mysterious woman in black was hanging on her waist. It should have not been collected properly, but this person saw it.
She vaguely agreed.
Wen Ruosong said: "Since the young lady has received this invitation, she must have agreed to attend today's famous doctor conference. Come with me now."
After finishing speaking, he called a carriage next to him to come over.
Seeing the carriage, Jun Aohan narrowed his eyes.
"Your master belongs to Nanze?"
The shape of that carriage was completely different from Daluo's. Apart from being very gorgeous, it was covered with animal skins all around. There are many colorful gemstones and animal bones hanging on them, and they jingle when the wind blows.
Ye Qingli became curious.
"Dongze, is that country in the southern border of Daluo?"
Wen Ruosong smiled and nodded.
"That's right, please leave immediately, both of you."
"Okay, then I'll go take a look with you!"
Jun Aohan followed her into the car without saying a word.
After the carriage left the city gate, it headed east all the way, and it didn't take long before it turned into a deep mountain. The scenery here is actually very beautiful. Surrounded by singing birds and fragrant flowers, it is a scenic spot.