"Where is the water?"
Suddenly heard a cold voice in the distance, Liu Changqing turned around and saw a person walking slowly from the nine-curved veranda of the Palace of Seven Stars, with long hair like snow, wearing a luxurious and flimsy moonlight robe, and slow sleeves like clouds.
Liu Changqing scratched her head wryly, the roots of her ears were a little red, and she did not dare to look directly into Liu Fengliu's eyes, "Chairman, elder, Shuier she..."
"Ok?"
Liu Fengliu walked to the front and stroked his sleeves, his eyes had already seen the hair ball shrunk by the edge of the jade pond, and there was only a rhizome of a snow lotus that normally bloomed in the pond.
He pinched his eyebrows and sighed helplessly, "Shui'er, you are greedy again!"
After that, he picked her up and put it in the palm of his hand. My body is too small, and I don’t know where all the food I eat.
When he turned and left, he turned his head and glanced at Liu Changqing with a cool look, which made Liu Changqing stay in place for a long time. It seemed that something cold had penetrated from the soles of the feet and had been running down the bone marrow into the brain.
A monk in the Mahayana period, just looking at it casually, is not something that a person like him who has just built a foundation can bear.
After Liu Fengliu walked away holding Su Kui in his arms, Liu Changqing sat down with his support on the pond and wiped the sweat from his head. My God, although he has entered the Palace of Seven Stars, he has not been punished.
But for him, if he is often tortured by such eyes, it is better to let him be strong and punished.
After all, physical torture is far from psychological torture, and it is terrifying.
So exquisite, a person with extraordinary ability, but his personality is a little colder, so Shui'er can make him smile, right
Thinking of this, Liu Changqing smiled helplessly. He once didn't believe that one thing fell into one thing, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he could only sigh and say nothing.
In the past few months, how many things Shui'er ate every day, no matter how precious it was, even if the elders had raised the snow lotus in Tianshan Mountains for a hundred years and were eaten by Shui'er, he did not get angry and punished Shui'er.
However, it was precisely because of the elder's indulgence that Shui'er's temperament became more and more weird and arrogant, and he felt like he was domineering and domineering in the Supreme Sect.
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Putting a small group of cats on the bed, Liu Fengliu took off his coat and reluctantly touched the tip of her pink nose.
"You, I have eaten so many darlings all day, when will it be transformed, huh?"
Unfortunately, Su Kui, who was sleeping, could not answer him.
Fortunately, Liu Fengliu didn't want her answer either. He untied the hair band at will, and the hair pouring down like hoarfrost, he drew up in front of him, wearing only his shirt, and barefoot on the bed, lying on his side, his eyes falling on the little ball in front of him.
The skin is crystal clear as jade, everything is perfect and not like a real person. Liu Fengliu's posture was the most powerful person in the Supreme Sect, and he had never seen it before.
The Seven Stars Hall exudes a faint scent of rosin, the moon-white gauze tents are hanging down from the dome, and the wind blows in from the open carved wooden windows, and the gauze tents float slightly like a thin mist.
A stunningly handsome man lay on his side with his eyes closed, and facing him was a small and exquisite snow-colored cat.
The room is very quiet, maybe it really fell asleep, no one noticed, the cat next to the man turned into a girl with no trace of it, even with two cat ears on the top of his head.
The man seemed to feel something, and slowly lifted his eyelashes, but in front of him, there was still a sleeping cat shrunk into a ball.