Without saying a word, Yu Xiao turned into a blue smoke, and "urine" escaped.

Thinking of the past, thinking about going to the Netherworld, Feng Ruchu just bit his ears with Xuan Shuang, but he was a little bit weaker to himself.

She was upset, he could tell.

But he has always been "confused" about where he has bothered her.

Feng Ruchu lowered his head and gnawed wild fruits, not knowing if he was exposed to the extra nervousness of his mind, even the nucleus was gnawed down, and he didn't dislike it.

"I... I'm not in a bad mood... I'm just going to **** for the first time, and I'm a little nervous."

"Furthermore, didn't you say that you have to be cautious? I won't make any noise, reduce my sense of existence, and pretend to be transparent."

She was perfunctory, obviously.

Mo Qing cast his eyes down, seeming a little lost.

But it didn't break through, and didn't continue to question.

After a long while, he said: "Chu Er..."

Feng Ruchu's heart chuckled.

Mo Qing said: "I will not lie to you, naturally you don't need to lie to me."

Feng Ruchu and Hu pursed his mouth. Finally, the powder was too flat, and the powder could not go on.

Mo Qing saw the corners of her mouth drooping, with a heavy heart, and he wanted to say nothing. Naturally, he would not force her to be troubled. He raised his hand, patted her head, and said: "Go to bed early, play hard tomorrow, Don't lose the master."

He got up and walked outside the door.

"Who planted the buckwheat flowers in the back mountain of Baiyun Mountain?"

"Who painted the portraits full of walls in the wooden house?"

"Who was it that you thought about when you looked at me?"

Behind him, Feng Ruchu's voice came suddenly, sounding calm, but in the end of each sentence, there was an unknown tremor.

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Mo Qing's footsteps suddenly stopped.

The hand hanging to his side curled up slightly invisible.

The room fell into silence for a while, and even the heartbeat and breathing that were separated from each other were clearly visible.

As time passed by, Feng Ruchu rarely brought up the impulse of courage, and was immediately knocked down. She seemed to have that moment, afraid of hearing the phrase'She's called Xuan'er... It's the confession of the person I love the most in my life.

Then, how should she respond?

"Hahaha, my mother!?"

"Oh, it turns out that Master has been a single dog for ten thousand years.

...

Thinking of this, Feng Ruchu felt uncomfortable in his heart, his nose was sour, and a burst of tears almost came up.

She respects him, admires him, looks up at him, depends on him...

Unconsciously, boil the frog in warm water.

like him.

It is a pity that he has his own heart; sadly, she is a stand-in.

She was reluctant to break through this layer of paper, fearing that she would have no place to show herself, and even more afraid that he would become angry.

Feng Ruchu sniffed fiercely, and smiled heartlessly: "Hey, hey, hey... Don't you be so serious... I'm just curious, just gossip, what can make my master worry about is sacred... …Master, don’t remember to hate me and put on my little shoes...I didn’t deliberately dig your gossip."

"Woo..." Feng Ruchu stretched out exaggeratedly, "Eat and drink, and sleep! Give Master a beautiful battle tomorrow, and never lose the face of Master!"

With that, Yi Gulu climbed onto the bed, pulled off the quilt, and covered himself.

Mo Qing turned around slowly, and saw the little girl turning her back to him, her shoes hadn't taken off, and the quilt had been reversed.

"One day, you will know."

Staring at her back for a while, Mo Qing only left this sentence faintly, and then quietly left the guest room and closed the door.