In sight, it was a girl in a fiery red robe, walking slowly.
Xu just woke up and didn't have time to take care of it.
The girl has three thousand blue hairs, just scattered on her shoulders.
The early morning wind was slightly cool, with a hint of dampness, blowing her black hair flying behind her.
The fiery red dress, in the dance, is like hunting flames, floating up and down.
Against the backdrop of the two lanterns hanging above the courtyard gate, the girl's face, which can only be called Qingli, is full of inexplicable charm.
Miao Zhengwei stared at the girl as she came, and for a moment he forgot about all his nonsense.
Suddenly, Miao Zhengwei shuddered all over.
An inexplicable chill that made the scalp tingle came to my heart.
His eyes flashed, and he looked at Di Moxuan suddenly.
Then he saw that the man who was originally dignified, aloof and dismissive of him was looking at him with a smile that was not a smile.
That gaze is definitely... called the nightmare of his life.
Because of…
He stared at Ye Luo.
So... Master Emperor Zun tasted it
This should be how much you love Ye Luo.
That's why you don't even allow another man to watch Ye Luo
A sense of uneasiness suddenly surged in Miao Zhengwei's heart.
"Second Master Miao..." Ye Qing's voice was clear and clear, with a deliberate tease, "When did Second Master Miao become a trickster, so he came to the yard where I live and rolled on the ground?"
She raised her head and looked at Di Moxuan: "Ah Xuan, you said... Do I want to give some coins to Second Young Master Miao?"
The girl just opened her mouth.
Di Moxuan has already stretched out his hand over her.
Ye Qingluo put his hand into Di Moxuan's without any pretense.
In the next instant, she was dragged into Emperor Moxuan's arms.
The man's gentle embrace instantly eroded the coolness on her body.
She raised her head, put her chin on the man's chest, and smiled sweetly.
"My coin is your coin. If you want to reward, it's up to you." Di Moxuan's voice was gentle, as if the person who was emitting a chill just now was not him.
Miao Zhengwei recovered from the horror.
Hearing the conversation between the two, he suddenly felt embarrassed.
The few theatergoers around couldn't help laughing too.
Miao Zhengwei's behavior just now was indeed like that of a street performer, those who play tricks.
"Miss Ye, you... you're finally here!" Miao Zhengwei ignored those mocking gazes as much as possible, and knelt down in front of Ye Qingluo according to his own plan.
As long as their plan succeeds.
The humiliation suffered today can disappear forever in this world.
Everyone who saw what happened tonight will be gone!
This thought made Miao Zhengwei kneel down more firmly, and moved towards Ye Qingluo's feet: "Miss Ye, please... save Rong Rong, she is the future saint of our Miao people, the hope of the future, she Can't die... can't die..."
Ye Qingluo raised her eyebrows, and smiled with her mouth tusk: "Miao Rongrong is going to die?"
Asking this question, it seems that Miao Rongrong's death is a very common thing.
Miao Zhengwei clenched his fists and kowtowed violently on the ground: "Three days ago, Rong Rong was punished by Miss Ye to soak in the pool water for two hours because of offending Miss Ye... , weak, and soaked in the pool water for two more hours... She couldn't hold it... couldn't hold it... "
One sound, one heavy kowtow, very loud.
After a while, the ground was red.
Ye Qingluo raised her thin eyebrows, showing no intention of stopping her.
Butler Yin looked at the blood on the ground, slowly flowing, worried about his life, and then said: "Master Emperor, Miss Ye... If he continues to knock, he may... may lose too much blood..."