cute husband

Chapter 394 You Are Distressed (1)
The so-called theater spectator is a spectator who sees all kinds of things in the world and plays in the game.

How clever Shui Long was, she understood what the Holy One meant in an instant.

"Are you afraid that I will recognize them?" Shuilong's smile gradually subsided, and the other person's distressed expression affected her, "Is this expression a true performance?"

The saint did not avoid Shuilong's gaze at all, the light in his eyes swayed slightly, why even Shuilong couldn't guess that kind of emotion, the vastness is like the depth of the sea, if you want to detect it clearly, you may need to dive deeply into it. The depths of the sea can only be known.However, no one knows how deep this sea is. When diving into it, one must have the consciousness of drowning in it.

He shook his head slightly, and said quietly: "I'm just afraid that you will get hurt." As for the latter question, he didn't answer.

Shui Long raised her eyebrows and said to him: "Come here."

Without any hesitation, Shengzun leaned towards Shuilong until their faces were less than ten centimeters apart, their eyes were at the same distance, and they could clearly see their reflection in each other's eyes.

Shuilong stretched out her hand, and her slender white fingers touched his hair without a crown, her five fingers gently tapped on his black hair, softer than Luoxue and softer than a feather.

Shengzun was stunned, and Shui Long felt that his clear eyes matched his clear eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

With a little force, the five fingers sank into his hair, touched his scalp, and stroked the smooth hair all the way down without hindrance.

One click, one click, slide down from the top of the head to the middle, retract and repeat, forming a gentle caress.

The saint didn't know when he would come back to his senses, the boredom on his brows and the depression in his eyes were like melting snow, turning into clear spring water, sparkling in the sunlight.

"You are not suitable for a sad expression." Shui Long's eyes showed a touch of disgust, and her tone was soft and seductive, "Don't show that expression again in the future."

Compared with his expression of pretending to be wronged to win others' sympathy, the kind of real distressing negative emotions really made her unhappy.As for not suitable?In fact, none of the expressions of the Holy One are inappropriate, even if it is melancholy, it is touching.

Hearing the words, the Holy One, the waves in his eyes gradually spread like a little ripple, and the upward arc of the corner of his mouth was pure and joyful like a child, "Are you distressed?"

Shui Long pulled up a lock of his hair, curled it up, raised her eyebrows and said nothing.

The Holy One persisted, "Are you feeling distressed?"

Shui Long used a little strength to tug at the hair that was hooked by her fingers.

The slight pain in the scalp, like a milky paw scratching the heart, soft and numb.The saint stared at Shuilong, and then said: "I know, your heart hurts."

There is no need for Shuilong's answer this time.

However, he didn't need it anymore, but Shuilong said, "Well...why make you look so pitiful."

A doting gleam flashed in Shengzun's eyes, she was always like this, it was clearly a good word, but she just wanted to make it difficult for others.It's great to admit that I feel sorry for him, but then I have to add something that makes him depressed.

Neither of them knew that the two brothers Liang Die'er and Hua Hua who were fighting outside the pavilion had stopped at some point, staring at them inside the pavilion with wide eyes.

"Is this really the young master?" These are the Huahua brothers.

"Is this really the master!" This is Liang Die'er.

The three of them still couldn't face the Holy One calmly and refreshed their worldview again and again.

In the line of sight, that man leaning close to the woman, who was obediently giving his head to the woman's hand to stroke, like a big pet, was the young master (Lord Shengzun) they knew really! ?
Liang Die'er raised her head, looked at the light snow falling intermittently from the sky, and said to herself like sleepwalking: "I heard that if you look at the snow for too long, your eyes will be burned. It must be my eyes, it must be my eyes. "Then he didn't care about the Huahua brothers, and walked in one direction in a erratic way.

Hua Yi and Hua Er looked at his back, Hua Er was about to complain habitually, but just as he opened his mouth, Hua Yi covered him in time, "I finally left, you still want to call him back!"

Hua Er suddenly shook his head and shut up.

Hua Yi took away the hand covering his mouth, and wiped it on him by the way.

Hua Er's eyes followed his movements and glanced at his clothes, there was a black thread on one end.

"Brother, it's rare for a martial arts conference to live in Feijing Valley." Hua Er laughed in a low voice, his younger brother's indescribable cunning, and said to Hua Yi: "Those who can live in Feijing Valley They are all big figures who were hard to see before. Most of the famous and beautiful beauties in the world are here. I heard that Yin Lingguang, the saint of Wushuang Temple, Zhao Yuer from the Hehuan School, and Ye Gulin from Huangshan Jianling... Hey, this All of them are beauties who overwhelm the country and the city, I don't know what they look like."

Hua nodded, but his expression was not as wretched as his younger brother's. Instead, his face was still paralyzed and serious, and he said: "I think back then, we hadn't perfected our magical skills, and our status was not in the eyes of those big shots. Even beauties could only look at them from a distance. It’s hard to see what it looks like.”

"Today, we finally have a chance!" Hua Er said, looking at Tingxie involuntarily.

If they hadn't become the young master's servants, they still wouldn't be able to enter the Feijing Valley with their status today.

This is not only Hua Er's thought, Hua Yi is also the same.

Although they are slaves of others, they obviously chose the right person, even if they are slaves, their status is higher than that of too many people.

"We know heroes with our eyesight." Hua Yi said.

Hua Er also said: "Actually, we have already seen that the young master and young lady are not ordinary people, so we deliberately bumped into their hands."

The ability of the two of them to open their eyes and tell nonsense is obviously more outstanding.

The two brothers looked at each other tacitly, and then quietly walked towards the pavilion.They didn't have the guts like Liang Die'er, who dared to leave without saying hello.

"Young Master, Young Madam." Hua Yi whispered.He chose the right time and did not spoil the atmosphere between Shuilong and Shengzun.

Shui Long looked towards them.

Hua Yi whispered, "We want to go out and have a look?"

"Leave if you want to, what nonsense." The saint said lightly, the words were disgusting.

Hua Yi and Hua Er's complexion became even more dull, and they said in their hearts: You said it nicely, just leave if you want to, when you suddenly think of our two brothers, can we still be happy.

"Master Xie." The two brothers naturally did not show a trace of dissatisfaction on the surface, and the joyful emotions had long ago melted away any trace of dissatisfaction.

(End of this chapter)