"Where is the evil door?" Xiao Bailu glanced over, just to see Gong Yulan's softer side face, and the softer and softer movements of his hands, and he was taken aback for a moment, "Grandpa Brahma Sutra, don't you say. It's really wicked."

He had never seen Gong Yulanzhi like this before.

Gong Yulan stayed in his heart, not only cold but cold. On his face, he didn't see any other emotions.

What impressed him the most was that he had just awakened, and both he and the source of Linghu were suppressed by his powerful aura. The source of the lake was frozen for a while, and he was still strong enough to wake up.

However, every time he wakes up and sees him, he will feel fear and palpitations, especially when he knows that he wants the source of Linghu. As the days of getting along got more and more, he never mentioned the source of Linghu again, so he felt more at ease.

However, the strong fear of him still exists.

In particular, he has seen his indifferent words in the palace, as well as the blasting behavior that regards human life as a must, so that he dare not provoke him at all times.

And the Gong Yulanzhi in front of him was different from the Gong Yulanzhi he was afraid of. He didn't know whether Gong Yulanzhi himself knew, he looked at Duanmu Yawang at this moment with a gentle expression.

So soft that he was about to wonder if Gong Yu Lanzhi in front of him was the same person he knew.

Thinking like this, Xiao Bailu pulled at the robes of the Sanskrit scriptures, and said in his heart: "Grandpa Sanskrit, is your family master sure that he is not evil?"

"Your Patriarch is wicked!" The guardian of the Brahma Sutra was eager and annoyed when he heard it, "My Patriarch is so powerful, can he be wicked casually?"

Little Bailu was very aggrieved, "My master is very normal. It is obviously that your master has been weird recently. He is angry with my master for some reason, wants to eat somehow, and spends a few days inexplicably to give..."

However, before he finished speaking, a chill came from the front, making him cold all over!

He suddenly paused for Xinyu Transmission, with his head hung down and he dared not say anything.

"Master." The Brahma Sutra sensed Gong Yulan's stern gaze, and his heart trembled. After a glance, he saw that Duanmu Yawang's struggling movements were a bit smaller, and he was obviously more comfortable, and he was busy changing the topic carefully: "Little Yawang seems to be much better, and her aura can be weaker, so that she will be more comfortable."

Gong Yulan licked his lips and glanced at him, then retracted his gaze to see that Duanmu Yawang's face in his arms really improved, but he didn't rashly weaken the aura in his palm, "Is it more comfortable?"

"Huh?" Duanmu Yawang was confused and didn't hear what Gong Yulan said.

Her legs were clamped by Gong Yulan, and her upper body was tightly held by Gong Yulan. She didn't feel much at first, but after a while she felt very uncomfortable, so she struggled in his arms and wanted to change her posture. .

Gong Yulanzhi originally thought she was still struggling with a pain in her stomach, but seeing that she didn't have the urge to curl up, and that her cheeks were rosy again, she was sure that it was not because of her stomach upset.

He thought for a while, and the hands and feet that clamped her limbs loosened a bit, wanting to see what she was doing.

As soon as Duanmu Yawang was free, she didn't get out of his arms. Instead, she drilled in his arms for a while, how comfortable she was, messing up her robes.

After a while, she chose the most comfortable posture—the whole person was sitting on Gong Yulanzhi’s waist and abdomen, with her legs around his waist, her slender arms around his neck, and her little head resting on her Yulan smiled drunkly on the broad shoulders: "It's so comfortable~~"

With that, her cheek rubbed against his shoulder.

It's like a satisfying cat.

"hiss!"

Seeing the whole person hanging on Gong Yulanzhi's body, Duanmu Yawang, who was against Gong Yulanzhi's chest, breathed a sigh of relief together with Xiao Bailu!

Duanmu Yawang's sudden behavior also made Gong Yulan stunned.

Before he could react, he narrowed his eyes when he heard the sounds of the Sanskrit scriptures and the little white deer, and his eyes turned to the little white deer and the Sanskrit scriptures.

His eyes were sharp and cold.

At a glance, the little white deer was scared to cry, and the Brahma Sutra also felt numb in his scalp, and felt that he couldn’t stay here anymore. After thinking about it, he hurriedly said to Gong Yulan: "Master, the subordinates are going to be with the young man again. Bai Lu discussed it and went back to that room first."

Gong Yulan pursed his lips and said nothing, his stern eyes remained unchanged.

The Brahma Sutra knew that he and Xiao Bailu would not leave again, for fear that they would not be able to leave.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly pulled the little white deer and left.

Xiao Bailu's Xinyu Transmission protested to him, "I have to go back to the source of the Linghu Lake. What can I say here? Why do I need to change places?"

"Don't think about your source of Linghu, you will stay in the source of Linghu less in the future. If you want to survive, just follow me." Said the Brahma Sutra, no longer giving Xiao Bailu the opportunity to refute. The two instantly disappeared in Duanmu Yawang's room.

Little Bailu and Fanjing left, and only Duanmu Yawang and Gong Yulanzhi were left in this room.

Without two people, the atmosphere in the room would be better, and Gong Yulan's face looked good, thinking of the dainty Duanmu Yawang hanging in his arms, he was a little at a loss.

After a while, he calmed down.

He remembered that Duanmu Yawang's stomach burn hadn't healed, and he should still be a little uncomfortable, so he stretched out his hand to hold her slender wrist, pulled her off, and continued to help her treat her stomach.

"do not want…"

Duanmu Yawang didn't follow, and she hugged his neck tightly. His voice was soft and soft. When speaking, his lips ran across the skin around his ears, and all the breath sprayed into his ears, causing Gong Yulan's eyes to sink deep in an instant.

"Come down."

He didn't allow her to be so self-willed, "If you don't treat the burn well, you won't have to eat tomorrow." With her spiritual power, it won't work if she doesn't eat.

Duanmu Yawang couldn't hear him saying this, she hugged him tightly, yawned in his arms, and muttered: "So sleepy..."

"No sleep."

Gong Yulanzhi's face was a little cold, he felt that she was a little disobedient, and he firmly reached out to tear off her arm to continue the treatment for him. However, at this time, Duanmu Yawang, who was extremely sleepy, was a little impatient with him. After struggling, the other was unstable, and the two fell onto the bed.

He got up and down, and suppressed her.

And his thin lips just pressed her delicate pink lips.

In an instant, the soft and sweet breath swept all of his senses, his whole body was tense, he quickly removed his lips and stood up.

Having lived for thousands of years, this is the second time that it has clashed with human lips.

The first time and the second time are still the same person.

It's just that, the first time he didn't feel annoying or repelling it, but this time it was a little different.

He couldn't tell the difference, he just felt that his heart was beating faster than ever.