How is this going? How could this be
Mubai shook her head, blinked, trying to make herself sober, and quickly stepped back two steps, her eyes became very alienated and terrifying again!
Huan Qing took a deep breath, and smelled the masculine scent of a man with a slight devilish and floral fragrance at the end of his nose. He was very intoxicated, but when he looked up, he saw that his face became stinky again. Fu Xiao bowed his head and knelt down: "Slaves are damned, please forgive me, Kaxiu."
Mubai felt extremely uncomfortable and weird because of the physical contact with Huan Qing just now, and his face blushed for a while, and he looked around nervously, and he was relieved that there was no one nearby.
Some helplessly asked: "What are you doing while standing behind me?" At the same time, looking up and down her expression, she found that she was cute and cute.
"I... Oh, no, the servant girl... The servant girl just wants to wait for Kashu's instructions at any time, nothing else, the servant girl damn it!"
Huan Qing lowered her head, her face was flushed with the smell just now, but she said very quickly when she was soft on her mouth.
Similar things have happened several times. Every time after Mubai came into contact with her, her temper instantly became very stinky, Huan Qing was able to subdue a small and low-ranking person immediately and coax him to lose her temper. Sulking himself.
This time too, Mubai felt that she might come back a few more times, and she would anger herself to death, and waved her hand: "You go back to the house first. I want to stay alone for a while."
"How can you do it! You are a dignified Master Kaxiu, and no one is waiting for you." Huan Qing shook her leg, and there was a pair of stone fetters on it: "I can't stab you, you see I am sorry. Yes, in this case, I still want to serve my master. Is there no reward for me?"
The words in this sentence, excluding the servants, used'I' to communicate with Mubai.
Mubai didn't seem to dislike it, but she couldn't accept Huan Qing's words: "I don't need someone to serve me now, okay? I feel very confused. Will you let me be alone for a while?"
Obviously he was tortured by his own heart and was speechless, and he even seemed to be pleading even when he spoke.
Huan Qing naturally knew his situation, so Yang Chun secretly smiled, then looked up, shook his head firmly and told him: "Of course not."
Mubai's eyes widened, and he didn't even say why he came! Why is this girl so persistent? When did I provoke her? Could it be that the enemy of a thousand years is just now looking for the door
If Huan Qing knew Mubai's psychological thoughts, she would definitely answer loudly, "Of course she is the enemy of a thousand years!"
Hundreds of years ago, she actually said that forgetting had already forgotten thoroughly. At that time, she just felt that she would confuse men for her sister. There are many phantoms who take the path of inhaling yang, creating hallucinations for men and letting them. They saw the most beautiful beauties in the world, so they couldn't wait to dedicate their energy to them.
People often say that the vixen is a vixen. In fact, the magic demon is a kind of vixen, but it is not well known... Huanqing doesn't think there is anything wrong with exercising in advance.
Then again, for so many years, although she has forgotten the general situation before, she still remembers the smell of him. It smells so good. When Huan Qing had sex with him, she almost hurt herself, but she turned around and found herself I really love this cool floral fragrance.
Snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains, what a rare flower... Moreover, it has become a fairy. For all the witches, the smell on him is damn good!
Since Huan Qing is a demon, he is also intoxicated.
Therefore, this so-called exercise in advance has become the only exercise.
In these hundreds of years, although there was no news of him at all, and he would basically not remember him, but Huan Qing had been inexplicably guarded for him for hundreds of years, and he had not even gone out to the castle like other fantasy monsters. Going outside to look for essence or devil qi, on the contrary, he became a boring maid in the Wind Demon Temple.
These hundreds of years of muddle-headedness, now bursting out together, Huan Qing looked at Mubai as beautiful as his soul was intoxicated.
Mubai watched that Huan Qing kept looking up at herself after gloating. She didn't know what was thinking in her heart. The expression on her face changed for a while, she said she was someone who didn't know, maybe she thought she was there. The design eats itself!
So he stretched out his hand and waved in front of her eyes: "Hey, come back to my soul."
"Huh?" Huan Qing realized that she was thinking a little far away, and she stuck out her tongue embarrassingly: "Oh, I told you that I fight very hard, and I will give it to any lion and bunny that I encounter. I, I can help you solve it all!"
"is it?"
"Of course!" Huan Qing smiled and raised her head, telling him: "I'm almost right now. If there were three or five tigers in the past, I wouldn't be afraid!"
"Hehe. The energy of talking big, it looks like my drink."
Mubai suddenly said such a sentence, and then his mind was dumbfounded: Who is Jiu'er
Huan Qing was also stunned, and his heart was instantly numb as if it was covered with tens of thousands of bugs.
When it's over, you know that he must see through himself!
Mubai was busy thinking about how he could say such a thing
And Huan Qing was thinking: Why didn't he know that I didn't directly pierce me
Mubai pointed his finger back and forth at him, put it down, and raised it to point at him. He was puzzled, but he didn't say a word in his mouth, then he backed his hands behind his back and strode back to the bedroom. .
Yes, yes, she has shrunk a little bit, but if she had a clue when she first entered Qiankun Ding, now she doesn't even have a thread.
Mubai was too abnormal, it was abnormal, she felt that she was being played with applause, and she didn't know when she could jump out completely.
Huan Qing also didn't know what he was feeling in his heart. Just now, he clearly and clearly saw his nervous and bewildered eyes. What does this look mean
If he has already seen through his identity, that means he has feelings for himself? It must be so, but... But, his expression changed too quickly, right
Humiliated her by saying that! I knew it tomorrow morning, and pretended not to know. Isn't this a real tease of her
Before I could think about it, Huan Qing returned to the house. In order to calm herself down, she decided to wipe the house again!
No way, she was a maid before, and what she did was scrubbing and washing, so only these things could calm her down.
However, this time she deliberately kept a certain distance from Mubai. After he entered the room, she did not wipe the ground near his feet, three feet away from him.
After an hour, Mubai finally couldn't help but pity her, stood behind her, and spoke softly.
"Well, you are tired too, sit down and drink tea? Huh?"
Huan Qing was startled when she heard Mu Bai's peaceful voice sounded behind her! She was attentively pursing her butt and wiping the ground, and seeing him standing behind her, she immediately fell to the ground with a flushed face, hugging the tiger leather skirt that was customary in the countryside.
"What are you looking at!"
Mubai was confused and didn't know where she was wrong to be yelled at.
Huan Qing also realized her gaffe, wiped her forehead, and repeated in a good voice, "I'm sorry Master, I didn't hear what you said, can you repeat it?"
"Hehe, I said you are tired, let you come and have tea."
"What? I heard that right?" Huan Qing suddenly raised his head and looked at Mubai: "Another thoughtful word, Master, you are more stable. My heart feels like rising to a high ground for a while, and then descending to the bottom again. It will be warm as spring for a while, and cold as ice for a while, Master, please stop irritating the apprentice, the apprentice can't bear this little heart!"
What Huan Qing said was true. Her heart was overwhelming. It was sweet and sour, and bitter, all thanks to his yin and yang strange energy. If it weren't for a good heart, I'm afraid she would have died a few times long ago.
Mubai didn't like her being so stunned, as if she was wondering what she was thinking, so she smiled and stroked her head.
"The tea you made last time was good, make it again."