Glancing at the group of people around, the eyes were obviously watching the show.
Ye Qingluo hooked her lips.
Suddenly, he stretched out his arms, hooked Di Moxuan's neck, and hung the weight of his body on the man.
She raised her head and looked at Di Moxuan with a smile: "Master Emperor, are you so unconfident about your own charm?"
As she spoke, her slender fingers had already clasped the man's chin.
The smile on the corner of the mouth is very like a hooligan molesting "good family women and men".
She tilted her head, and her voice became softer: "For now, the face of Lord Regal is my favorite face, and it is also this face that fascinates me... I can't see anyone else at all."
She sighed helplessly again: "Tell me, I have you, a tortured little fairy, who else can I be reluctant to part with?"
"Pfft..."
The crowd watching the play immediately burst out laughing.
They gave thumbs up one by one, so admiring that they were speechless.
Ye Qingluo ignored the group of people, hooked Di Moxuan's neck, and kept shaking his body: "Little beauty, what do you think... am I right?"
Di Moxuan's eyes became darker and darker.
The scorching gaze seemed to swallow Ye Qingluo.
Tightly, under Ye Qingluo's gaze.
He pursed his thin lips, so handsome that it made one's heart skip a beat.
"So, you just fell in love with my face?" The man's voice sounded very deep.
Ye Qingluo let go of his chin, and stuffed himself into the man's arms, the corners of his mouth curled up: "How can you say so superficially, you are mine in the first place."
Di Moxuan frowned, but didn't speak again.
Ye Qingluo hugged his waist again: "It seems that I have to let you prove your charm."
She whispered these words close to his ear.
It's all about implying something.
When Di Moxuan heard the words, his eyes darkened a bit.
He also stared deeply at her for a while with those meaningful and seductive peach blossom eyes.
Ye Qingluo's legs softened from the look in his eyes.
I always feel as if I... consciously jumped into the hole dug by the man.
However, the jealous man was finally coaxed.
The two people's behavior of "treating the audience as air" deeply stimulated everyone.
Zou Mo was the first to lift the table, and was about to leave with Limao in his arms.
Just at the right time, a slender figure walked towards him outside the Treasure Judging Hall.
"Xiao Qingwu, let me tell you, don't go in! If you go in, you will be abused!" Zou Mo complained bitterly when he saw the person coming.
Jun Qingwu glanced at Zou Mo indifferently, ignored him, and walked straight to the inner courtyard.
When Ye Qingluo saw Jun Qingwu, she stepped forward happily.
His eyes fell on her hands.
Jun Qingwu held a letter.
letter
"Your letter." Jun Qingwu handed the letter into her hand.
"Mine?" Ye Qingluo was puzzled, would someone specially ask Jun Qingwu to deliver a letter to her
"Your old acquaintance." Jun Qingwu glanced at the envelope, meaning, read it for yourself, and you will know it after reading it.
Ye Qingluo opened the letter suspiciously.
When she saw the name on the letter paper, her pupils shrank suddenly.
Miao Zhi.
It's Miao Zhi's letter!
The Miao saint who was in the Miao Gu family back then is Miao Yiyi's aunt!
At that time, Miao Zhifei ascended to the realm.
Miao Yiyi inherited the position of the Miao saint.
Unexpectedly, Miao Zhi would write a letter to her!
After reading the contents of the letter, she put down the letter paper.
Mo Yueying immediately asked: "What did she say?"
Ye Qingluo was taken aback.
Mo Yueying never cared about anything.
Now he took the initiative to ask Miao Zhi.
Could it be...