Before this sentence was finished, the temperature in the room dropped suddenly.
Su Ziyi's face became paler with the naked eye.
Fingers and lips appear purple.
Muyan was startled, and quickly said: "Di Ming Jue, calm down, calm down, Zi Yi has a heart condition, and cannot withstand your coercion."
While speaking, she took out the talisman and pressed it on Su Ziyi's body.
The talisman burned, and Su Ziyi's complexion finally improved.
But Muyan lowered her face and said: "Ziyi, if you make trouble again, I won't be polite!"
Su Ziyi pursed his lips, very unhappy.
But facing Muyan's serious and angry expression, he still felt aggrieved and said: "I was wrong, little sister."
Saying that, he looked up at Di Ming Jue, and reluctantly called out, "Miss husband."
"Cough... cough cough cough... little... miss husband..."
Muyan was almost choked to death by Su Ziyi's address.
Pooh!
But Di Ming Jue is actually called Miss Husband
Why do you feel so happy
Su Ziyi took the food box and left obediently.
Muyan suppressed the urge to laugh, looked at Di Ming Jue and said, "Well, Su Ziyi is an exchange student from Fengtian Academy to Xingchen Academy. Because his illness is very strange, that's why I came into contact with him , wanting to try to cure his illness."
Qihuang's existence cannot be known to anyone.
Even Di Ming Jue can't.
This is what Qihuang asked thousands of times, and even forced Muyan and Xiaobao to swear.
Although Muyan trusts Di Ming Jue with all her heart, she can't go against Qi Huang's wishes.
"To me, Su Ziyi is just a little brother." Muyan approached the man who was still stern, showing a flattering smile, "I said, my lord, you shouldn't eat this kind of inexplicable vinegar. ?”
Di Ming Jue raises his eyes, looks at her expressionlessly, and sneers, "Who said I'm jealous?"
"Yes yes yes, Lord Jun, you didn't eat any vinegar at all." Muyan quickly walked down the steps, "It's a little girl, I'm hungry and want to eat. So, dear fiance, can I eat the love meal you cooked? ?”
A touch of tenderness flashes across Di Ming Jue's stern eyes.
Just when Muyan thought that she had finally escaped a catastrophe and could feast on a feast.
But Di Ming Jue waved his hand, and the delicious food on the table disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Muyan was dumbfounded, "What are you doing?"
Di Ming Jue stands up, then bends down, gets very close to her, and then slightly bends the corners of his lips and says, "I have changed my mind."
"What?"
"Benjun is just jealous." Di Ming Jue said every word, almost gnashing his teeth, "Because I came back this time, I drank a lot of jealousy. So, Yanyan, your love meal is gone."
In Muyan's stare like being struck by lightning.
Lord Jun extended a slender finger and shook it viciously, "One month!"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Muyan's reaction, his figure turned into smoke and disappeared without a trace.
"Bastard Di Ming Jue! Return my spiritual food!!"
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In the next few days, Di Ming Jue frequently goes in and out of Muyan's room, showing no sign of shyness.
This time, even if Yun Ruohan didn't say anything, the rest of Xiaoyaomen could see that the relationship between the two was very close.
For Lord Jun's childish act of swearing sovereignty, Muyan also can't laugh or cry.
But what frustrates her the most is that Di Ming Jue can actually do what he says, and he doesn't plan to cook food for her for a month.
Depressed, Muyan threw the elixir in her hand into the alchemy furnace, and then vibrated the strings.