"Master Yougui went directly to the dean, and I don't know the result of the negotiation between Master Yougui and the dean."
Liu Xiaoyu told Ye Qingluo the news she had found out.
Ye Qingluo recalled You Gui's gloomy expression when he mentioned the dean...
He obviously didn't want to see the dean.
But in order to be able to teach in the class of demons, he took the initiative to find the dean.
A warm feeling spread in my heart.
There was also a trace of tenderness between Ye Qingluo's brows and eyes: "I know."
As soon as she finished speaking, her expression changed slightly, and a familiar smell seemed to fill her nostrils.
Her eyes flickered slightly, and she raised a smile: "Okay, let's rest first, and I invite you to the cafeteria tonight."
Hearing the treat and food, Liu Xiaoyu's eyes sparkled: "It's such a happy decision!"
After watching Liu Xiaoyu go back to the room, Ye Qingluo turned around and walked to her own room.
Just entering the room, the elegant sandalwood fragrance is even more intense.
I saw a slender and tall body lying on the big bed.
The long black hair cascaded down like a cloud of smoke and scattered on the bed.
The purple robe blooms like a mysterious mandala, and the large chest muscles are deliberately opened on the chest, adding a bit of eye-catching evil charm.
On Fengshen's handsome face, the twinkling peach blossom eyes were slightly squinted, and there was a faint feeling of electric current.
Emperor Moxuan...
Why is he here
Ye Qingluo's heart suddenly suffocated, as if a hand had pinched her heart.
In my mind, the words I said when we parted this morning suddenly appeared—
"Di Moxuan, do you like me?"
"Next time we meet, I'll wait for your answer."
There were two blushes on the cheeks.
Ye Qingluo thought that after this farewell, at least they would not see each other again for a long time.
After all, Di Moxuan should not be able to answer her immediately with that answer.
However, that evening, he came.
Did it bring his answer
For no reason, Ye Qingluo felt nervous.
He just lay there, staring at Ye Qingluo with a smile on his bewitching peach blossom eyes.
She just stood at the door, staring at Di Moxuan without blinking.
His eyes seemed to be like a deep pool, and he would sink into it with just one glance.
"Tick tock... tick tock..."
The sound of a few drops of water was very clear in the silent room.
It was only when Ye Qingluo came back to his senses that he heard the sound of water dripping.
Following the prestige, I saw a bamboo pole in the corner of the room, on which was hung a bluish-white courtyard uniform, and a set of obscene clothes, which were dripping with water.
When the night was clear, there was a feeling of chaos in the wind.
Damn!
Is she dreaming? Still dazzled
When did she wash her hospital gown... and obscene clothes
She remembered that after returning from training, after taking a shower, she didn't have time to wash her clothes, so she soaked her clothes in a wooden barrel.
How could it... be washed and hung neatly
The corner of Ye Qingluo's mouth twitched a few times, and he turned his head stiffly to look at Di Moxuan; "It's, it's just you..."
She couldn't go on asking.
It is really impossible to imagine the picture of the aloof Lord Emperor, rolling up his sleeves and robes, washing his clothes.
It's so beautiful that I can't bear to look directly at it!
Di Moxuan propped himself up, raised his brows slightly, and the corners of his long and narrow eyes outlined evil arcs: "What? Can't I wash clothes for Xiao Luoer?"
Sure enough, it was him!
Ye Qingluo's eyes widened, full of disbelief.
It's okay to wash clothes!
Can... even the obscene clothes...
It seems that their relationship is not so familiar yet, right