It was the time of lighting, and the meeting room in Pluto's Palace was brightly lit. Several subordinates were reporting to their masters one by one that there was no progress in various matters.
“… This is the case with Iron Kirin.”
Baihu reported for a long time, but when he looked up, he saw that his master, who was always cold-hearted, looked absent-minded. Although his expression was still indifferent, his beautiful starry eyes were sparkling, and it was obvious that he was thinking of something interesting and was very interested.
Baihu's jaw nearly dropped to the ground. You know, although his master is only twenty years old, he always has a mask of evil and sneering on his face. His eyes are as dark as an ancient well without ripples, as if there is no one and nothing in this world that can arouse his interest.
In the daily reports, the masters only needed to listen to the beginning to know how things would develop subsequently, and could give precise instructions before they finished reporting.
But today, the master was distracted and didn't even notice that he had finished reporting and was waiting for a reply. This... is simply unbelievable.
What on earth was the master thinking of? The white fox was full of doubts, and couldn't help but secretly glance at the master's slightly pursed lips.
There seemed to be an obvious bite mark on the lower lip which was light pink...
Baihu's heart was pounding. His master was an expert in the Nascent Soul stage. A simple wash of his spiritual power could heal such a minor skin injury... But now his master was left with this scar. Who caused it
He glanced vaguely at Qinglong who was standing behind his master like an invisible man, and asked with his eyes: What happened to the master today
Qinglong's face turned cold, and a trace of confusion and anger flashed in his eyes.
Just when Baihu was extremely entangled, Nangong Yu finally came back to his senses from his deep thoughts. Looking at Baihu with a tangled face and wild eyes, he said calmly: "I already know about the situation of Tie Qilin. Since the current situation is special, you should ask them to recuperate for the time being. If anything happens, let Wuxin take over."
"Yes, Master." Bai Hu quickly collected his thoughts and said respectfully, "I will inform Wu Xin."
Nangong Yu said: "If there is nothing else, you can all leave."
Several people responded quickly and quietly left the meeting room under the leadership of Baihu. Even Qinglong was sent out.
Nangong Yu sat alone in the empty lobby. He reached out and gently touched the small scar on his lower lip, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
I wonder what that little thing is doing right now? Is he thinking about him
An elegant and beautiful face slowly emerged in front of Nangong Yu's eyes. She was obviously a young girl, but there was no sense of incongruity in her disguise as a man. Even a top master like Ouyang Zhixiong could not find any flaws.
If I had not recognized those purple eyes early on, I would never have imagined that the handsome doctor Xi Yuexi, who was as beautiful as a pearl, was actually the same person as the ugly and abandoned concubine of the Nalan family, Nalan Hexi.
The confrontation between the two of them in the carriage flashed through his mind. The soft touch of the girl's body, her elegant fragrance, and her lips that were more delicate than flower petals seemed to flow through his mind again and again, making him excited and his body hot.
No one had ever been able to affect his emotions like that little girl, making him long to possess her and to see her smile and frown all the time. (To be continued)