The Cold Regent Keeps a Fox as a Consort

Chapter 573: Hey...

The greatest strength of Dean Jiuyi and the elders is the love of talents. Students like Xiao Yu and Feng Lingran have supernatural talents. They double their cherish.

Of course, apart from the refining elder Qin Hui, he would not think that Feng Lingran is a gifted genius.

Therefore.

They won't guess, and they won't think that they will spend a night looking for the beast and the inner shadow of the thousand shadow trees, just on Xiao Yu's body.

Come to the hostel.

Xiao Yu turned around and slid out from the shoulders of Feng Lingran like a muddy finger. The fingers were pinched with soaked sleeves. The singer of the clearing whistle: "This is the college, the male and female quarters are separate, unlike At the time, Jachua Village can let you do whatever you want."

This man is too arrogant and too animal.

In the face of the dean and the elders, they dared to treat her like that.

The ghost knows, will he be willing to go to the women's dormitory with her?

Xiao Yu twisted her eyebrows, but she was more than a woman in the dormitory...

Feng Lingran stood still, the black robes were soaked, and stuck on the body, such as dark black ink, his scattered hair was blown by the night wind, a little light dance with the wind, handsome face Under the glory of the moonlight, a few minutes, a little clear.

He looked at her like this quietly, mysterious.

Xiao Yu hopes that he can say something, she can understand his mind and tell him the reason.

But he did not say anything, who knows what he is thinking? What unreasonable things will be done?

Xiao Yu licked the lips that were blown by the night wind, ignored his burning eyes, changed his chest with his hands, and made a sigh. He said: "This day is really cold, you are soaked, everyone goes back. Dormitory bar!"

Finished.

She turned and walked toward the dormitory. The mouth said it was nice, but the actual action was not intended to control him.

He is happy to stand there, just stand!

She is tired and sleepy, and she does not want to continue to consume with him.

"Hey..."

A low voice came from the rear, Xiao Yu heard it, and the heart stunned, and the foot seemed to have a nail, and she stayed in place and did not move.

Xiao Yu turned around and wanted to confirm, did the voice come from Feng Lingran's mouth?

After turning around, Xiao Yu instantly blackened his face.

Feng Lingran people?

She saw him in front of the men's dormitory next door, and the black figure walked in, just like the king entered his palace, and even turned her head and looked at her.

Xiao Yu wondered, isn't the voice that just called her not Feng Lingran?

"Hey."

Calling her voice again, this time a little improved, gentle and gentle, just like the strings move, the stream is like water, very nice.

Xiao Yu looked for a voice and saw a man in a white robe, like a gentle sacred fairy, coming out from behind the landscape tree.

Xiao Yu recognized him at a glance... Nangong Temple.

Xiao Yu’s heart suddenly lost some, only when she almost thought that Feng Ling would speak.

Xiao Yu smiled at him and exquisitely smiled: "Hello, classmates, goodbye."

After that, she turned and walked away, and the petite figure quickly disappeared into the door of the women's dormitory, leaving the Nangong Temple standing there.

She smiled so beautifully that even Nangong did not expect that she would suddenly show him such a beautiful smile, melt his heart and liver, and he lost his smile in her charming smile.

I thought that such a charming smile would not disappear as fast.

Who knows what she is behind...

Goodbye after you?

Nan Gongyi smiled helplessly, and he wanted to say a word with her.

Nangong Temple stood in the same place for a while, and the sight fell on the place where Xiao Yu’s figure disappeared. The color of the twilight changed, and Fang Cai’s glimpse of Xiao Yu’s scene, he saw it.

Nangong is not surprised that Feng Ling does not remember Xiao Yu, but also has a special feeling for her, close to her, this is a person's instinct, like each other's instinct.

In this continent, as long as there is no one in the day between Xiao Yu and Feng Lingran, he hopes for one more day.

Since Feng Ling is also Xiao Yu, he also came to Jiu Sheng.

Then just compete once!

Xiao Yu returned to the dormitory, where there was still a candle, the slave was reserved for her, and the candlestick was placed on his bed.

There are six separate beds in a dormitory, and there is a bed for storing things in front of the bed. Four beds are pulled up, only the slaves and hers are not pulled.

The slave had already laid the bed for her. When Xiao Yu came in, his peach blossoms instantly lit up, and he stood up happily and walked towards her.

"Miss, how is your body wet? What happened?"

The slave looked at the wet Xiao Yu, pointed fingers out, holding her cold little hand, and the slave squinted and held her cold hand with her hands.

"Hey, a little noise, they are all asleep, public dormitory, don't make people sleep." Xiao Yu said with a low voice, feeling the warmth of the slave's palm, Xiao Yu's heart is also warm.

In fact, she is not cold.

What do people have to do with sleeping? The slaves wanted to have a separate dormitory with Xiao Yu and kicked out the rest of the four women. I saw Xiao Yu’s serious and careful expression, as if afraid of disturbing others to sleep, the slaves thought, his lady always Then think for others.

But the lady doesn't know...

The four women in this dormitory are not good things. When he left the candlestick and other ladies, they quarreled with him, saying that he would affect them to sleep.

The temperament of the slaves before, will not quarrel with people at all, directly killing and becoming a beggar.

He didn't do anything with them. Here is Jiusheng, Xiao Yu needs it, for her, the slaves endure.

It is natural for the slave to extinguish the candlestick. This is his only insistence and the biggest concession, so the four women quarreled with him.

This little thing, the slave did not intend to tell Xiao Yu, he lowered his voice: "I am going to help Miss to get a dry clothes."

When the slaves retracted their hands, the peach blossoms drooped and suddenly breathed, and the drenched clothes completely outlined her exquisite curves, especially the spectacular under her clothes.

The slave's nosebleeds flowed out quickly. He hurriedly turned around, concealing the abnormal panic and taking out a set of dry clothes from the wooden closet.

When the slaves came over with their clothes, their fingers were a little trembling, and they took a deep breath and walked to Xiao Yu’s side. They whispered: "Miss, the slaves are waiting for you to change clothes."

Xiao Yu took the clothes from the hands of the slaves and smiled at him. He said softly: "No, I will change clothes myself. It is very late now, go to sleep!"

Xiao Yu put the dry clothes on the bed, facing the bed, facing the slaves, unbuttoning the clothes.

She was tired and sleepy, and she could sleep with this wet clothes.

The slave was as if she had been settled. Standing behind her, the peach blossom reflected the action of taking off her clothes. The white porcelain skin was tender and beautiful. She licked the wet hair, the delicate butterfly bone and the beautiful spine. Appeared in the eyes of slaves.

The blood of the slave's body suddenly rushed to the head, and the liquid in the nose fell.

When Xiao Yu’s fingers were placed on the sides of the waist, the slaves widened their eyes. As she took off, he rolled his nose and turned around.

The slave's heart beats faster, and he wants to jump out of his chest. He secretly swears that he is too damn. Miss believes him so much that he is a woman. How can he live up to the trust of the young lady? Looking at her like that erotic?

Is there an original reaction that should not be there?

Xiao Yu changed her clothes, pulled the quilt, lay in, and blinked comfortably. She saw the slave standing back to her, and she felt a little strange.

"Sir, what are you doing there? Sleeping!"

Xiao Yu whispered to the slave.

"Well, um, I am going to sleep."

The slave's nasal sound was very heavy. He turned his back to Xiao Yu, went to the bed, went to the bed, and extended a beautiful white tip from the inside, and put the curtain off.

What happened to the slave?

Xiao Yu felt strange, but did not continue to ask more, the slave had already slept, and she had to sleep.

The next day.

When Xiao Yu woke up, there were no other people except the slaves in the dormitory.

She put off her clothes on the floor last night, with a few more footprints and a woman's footprints.

The slaves and Xiao Yu woke up almost at the same time. He slept in bed last night, his heartbeat was very fast, he could not calm down, could not fall asleep, and he woke up late today.

When the slaves got up and packed up Xiao Yu’s clothes, they saw the footprints above. His peach blossoms flashed over the gloomy, his fingers pinched his clothes, and the bones were white.

"Maybe someone else accidentally stepped on, a piece of clothes, don't care too much."

The angry expression of the slave is so obvious that Xiao Yu can see it. She smiles faintly and does not care.