After a long time, he closed his eyes and lay back on the bed again.
The light-colored thin lips slightly raised a shallow arc.
The moonlight coming in from the window reflected the man's handsome and peerless face.
It also reflected the smile on the corner of his mouth.
That trace of hope, cherish, miss, but almost desperate smile.
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Although the jealous Dijun expressed his anger.
But Muyan really drank a lot of spiritual wine this night, and almost used up all her spiritual power for Luo Yunxiao's treatment, so as soon as she entered the room, she nestled in Di Ming Jue's arms, and fell asleep with peace of mind.
Di Ming Jue wants to settle accounts after Qiu Hou, but seeing Muyan's sweet sleeping face, he doesn't want to wake him up.
In the end, he just hugged her into his arms and kissed her lightly on the center of her brow.
On the second day, Di Ming Jue doesn't even have any reason to be angry.
Because Luo Yunxiao left behind only some training books and formation disks and left without saying goodbye.
And these things are not for Muyan alone, but for everyone in Xiaoyaomen.
It's just that there is more for Muyan.
But that's also because, among Xiaoyaomen, only Muyan is the one who really learns from Luo Yunxiao.
Regardless of swordsmanship or talismans, Luo Yunxiao is the real master who taught Muyan and led her into the sect.
Thinking of the little uncle leaving without saying goodbye again, and not knowing when the next meeting will be, everyone in Xiaoyaomen is a little disappointed.
Muyan even pointed at Di Ming Jue's chest, and said angrily: "You still have the nerve to be suspicious, thinking that my junior uncle has plans for me. Didn't you see that my junior uncle avoided us like a snake or a scorpion?"
Di Ming Jue sneers, but doesn't speak.
Avoid like snakes and scorpions
A person's behavior can lie.
However, the look in a person's eyes can never deceive anyone.
Looking at Muyan's eyes, Luo Yunxiao really thought he couldn't see it
It's just that he really backs down and evades on purpose, so Di Ming Jue doesn't get angry.
Muyan sighed lightly and said: "Actually, little uncle is a very soft-hearted person, he is very kind to everyone in our Xiaoyaomen. But I don't know why, but he forced himself to harden his heart, as if he wanted to be with you Everyone in the world has separated themselves. Living like this is too lonely and too hard."
Di Ming Jue's heart is sour, "I've never seen you caring about whether I'm lonely or hard work?"
Muyan burst out laughing, glanced sideways at him, and said as a matter of course: "Why should I care if you are lonely or tired?"
The sourness in my heart turned into a fire of jealousy.
Jun Muyan, you really treat that little boy better than me!
Seeing Muyan lightly grasping his hand, she said word by word: "Di Ming Jue, for the rest of your life, with me and Xiaobao by your side, how could it make you lonely and hard?"
The fire of sourness and jealousy was wiped out in an instant.
And it was extinguished with honey water.
Even though Lord Jun suppressed himself strongly, he still couldn't restrain the corners of his mouth from rising.
Seeing his arrogant appearance, Muyan felt more and more like Xiaobao.
Moreover, this is the appearance that Di Ming Jue only shows to her, Jun Muyan, and will never be seen by others.
When she thought of this, her heart seemed to be on fire. It was hot and full, and it was full of this man's figure.
She hooks Di Ming Jue's skirt, forcing him to bend down, and gently presses her lips against his, "My lord, are you still jealous now?"
It is Di Ming Jue who responds to her, grabs her red lips, and kisses her hard.