Di Yuhao felt Luo Liyan's increasingly suppressed emotions, and knew that what she thought was definitely not a good thing.
It's just that the secrets hidden by his master can't be revealed by asking alone, and he will try to find out little by little in the future.
Maybe the demons will be a good gap this time.
Luo Liyan led Di Yuhao to the side hall of the palace. At this moment, He Ji'an was sitting alone, and there was a maidservant on the side who was back and forth laying out the dishes.
He Ji'an pulled away the chair beside him, and wanted to sit down facing Luo Liyan, but Di Yuhao sat down directly, and then looked at him with cold eyes, "I can't tell whether you are male or female, stay away from my fiancee."
The corner of Luo Liyan's mouth twitched, and she looked at Di Yuhao helplessly. He Ji'an was also surprised, and looked at such a small group of Di Yuhao in disbelief.
"Are you really engaged as a fiancee? The age difference is too big. Don't the immortals pay attention to this?"
"Immortals don't pay attention to age, and it's not uncommon for a man and a woman to be married with a difference of tens of thousands of years." Di Yuhao explained patiently.
But Luo Liyan felt that his words were like a knife stabbed in his chest.
Di Yuhao herself didn't say this, and she could deceive herself into thinking that they were only eight years apart, but once the immortal clan's longevity was revealed, their age difference of tens of thousands of years was instantly exposed.
It's okay if she doesn't know that Di Yuhao is her lover who has been in love for many lifetimes, but after knowing, this straight back will slip and kneel in shame from time to time because of blind thoughts.
Is she perverted? She wasn't even human anymore.
It is already shameless for an old cow to eat tender grass, but what about the ten thousand-year-old tortoise eating tender grass
Luo Liyan didn't dare to think about it anymore, otherwise she was afraid that she would not be able to face Di Yuhao directly in the future.
However, He Ji'an was obviously very curious about how their immortal race could have such a long lifespan.
"Then what do you usually do when you live tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years? Don't you feel bored?"
Di Yuhao glanced at him lightly, as if looking at a fool.
He didn't want to answer such a stupid question, but he knew that if he didn't answer, then his master would definitely answer.
In order not to let the two of them say a few more words, Di Yuhao could only suppress his impatience, and said, "Cultivation, meditation, retreat."
He Ji'an was confused, but looking at Di Yuhao who was obviously angry, he could only shut his mouth obediently.
But he was still very curious, would this child who is less than ten years old really know what marriage is, and would he be jealous
What kind of feelings does he have for Fairy Liyan
Is the child possessive of possessions
Luo Liyan didn't have the heart to worry about what He Ji'an was thinking, she looked at Di Yuhao's angry little face, raised her hand and rubbed his little head.
Di Yuhao, who was still frowning, calmed down in an instant, with a shy blush on his little face, and sat up straight.
Then after thinking about it, something was wrong, so she hurriedly pulled the chair away for Luo Liyan, and after she sat down, she glanced at the food and drink on that table, and immediately moved her eyes away in disgust.
"If you don't like to wait, eat less. Anyway, if we win a fight, we will make a quick decision. If we can't beat us, we will put oil on the soles of our feet and slip away immediately." Luo Liyan whispered softly in Di Yuhao's ear.
Although her voice was not loud, her words did not intend to hide He Ji'an's meaning.