She remembered that the day the Holy Son returned to the sect, he gave her a lot of clothes

One of them is a pink liver pocket.

After Ah changed it on the spot, the child's eyes became a little strange.

A little bad, a little speechless, but more excited!

She had never seen Seiko's expression before.

It's too shameful to talk with your mouth, but your eyes are round with "nine eight" eyes

From this, Aqin came to the conclusion:

Saint Son likes to see others wearing pink liver pockets

So when Leng Wuyan asked her about an "intimate gift", this was the first thing that popped into her mind.

"It turned out to be looking at other people's clothes, which shocked me." Leng Wuyan breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not a femininity.

But then she began to feel melancholy again.

You can't really wear a liver pocket to show Li Ran, can you?

It must be too bad!

Leng Wuyan bit her lip, her eyes were misty, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

At this time, Aqin said cautiously: "Sect Master Leng, if there is nothing else, the slave will return to her husband.

Leng Wuyan came back to her senses, nodded and said, "Okay, your husband."

"The slaves retire."

Ah Qin bowed and turned to leave.

"Wait a moment."

Leng Wuyan stopped her and told her, "You shouldn't mention the matter that this seat is looking for you today with the Holy Son."

"Ah this..."

Aqin hesitated

She didn't want to lie to Li Ran.

Seeing this, Leng Wuyan threatened: "If you tell him, this seat will send you down the mountain, so that you can no longer serve him."

A Qin was startled, and nodded quickly: "Master Leng, rest assured, the servant will never say anything."

"Okay, then your husband"

Leng Wuyan nodded in satisfaction.

She hadn't thought about it yet, but she couldn't let Li Ran know in advance.

She leaned on the phoenix chair, her eyes were erratic, and her pretty face flashed a blush.

"Rebels, but they like this kind of strange things"

The Frost Yuan Festival has arrived.

The taste of the New Year in the sect is very strong, and the disciples ushered in a rare rest day in the year.

Some people are fighting on the dojo, some people are dancing on the Yanwu stage, and the whole sect is full of joyful atmosphere.

There are many people who are preparing for the program of the party.

Shuangyuan plays spring.

say please

This is the traditional festival of Youluo Temple

Originally in the mortal world, Yanchun existed in the form of sacrifice.

People slaughter pigs and sheep, make sacrifices and ancestors to pray for good weather in the coming year

But for Ganzongmen, the practice is to fight against the sky, to fight for the opportunity of the fairy, why should I pray to the sky?

So it gradually evolved into various programs and performances.

To put it bluntly, it is the report performance of the disciples, which is no different from the social gathering.

Despite the cheers and laughter outside, Li Ran turned a deaf ear.

Sitting in the study room all day fiddling with something.

boom!

A flash of fire

Li Ran looked overjoyed, "Finally, you're done!"

After more than ten days of debugging and testing, he finally achieved the effect he wanted.

"Just waiting for Ruo to have a date with Master tonight." He thought happily.

dong dong dong.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

Li Ran opened the door, only to see Lu Xinran standing outside the door, Qiao Niu Niu said: "Master Holy Son

boom

Li Ran closed the door directly.

"The Son is not here."

…”

dong dong dong

The knock on the door rang out tirelessly.

After one incense, Li Ran numbly opened the door, "Do you really want a thousand?"