Kuai Chuan's paranoid villain pinches her peach blossom again

Chapter 134 Cold Immortal Venerable VS Great Devil (16)

He paused, narrowed his eyes slightly to look at Jun Luo, and immediately walked towards her, lowering his eyes with a low smile: "Don't Xiao Luo think about me?"

Jun Luo frowned, one or two came to join in the fun, thinking she was free?
She waved her hands irritably, and she snorted softly, "Don't mention these things are gone, solving the problem of food and clothing is the big deal."

Seeing Jun Luo lying on the clouds and floating away, it was an obvious refusal, the smile on Wei Qingyin's face froze for a moment, and her hands in her sleeves trembled slightly.

Mo Han caught a glimpse of the reaction of the people beside him, and let out a light snort, the sarcasm was obvious.

Flicking his white sleeves, his complexion was light, his slender eyelashes covered the flash of complacency in his eyes, and he followed Jun Luo.

Tuliu Wei Qingyin stood on the spot alone.

He didn't know what he was thinking, but his originally sullen eyebrows slowly relaxed, and finally he hummed a song in a good mood and followed Jun Luo.

Jun Luo was wandering around on the second floor, but he still couldn't find the delicious food that Wei Qingyin mentioned.

Frustrated lying on the clouds, Jun Luo lazily fanned the jade fan, her fair face flushed a little, "Xiao Qingyin! If you don't bring me something to eat, I will starve to death!"

Hearing the obvious dependence in her words, just as Mo Han was about to take out some food from the space, Wei Qingyin appeared leisurely.

He looked at Jun Luo's small face, smiled warmly, and said without concealment: "It would be great if Xiao Luo always relied on me like this."

Jun Luo twitched the corners of his lips, "I am just greedy for your sweet-scented osmanthus cake. If I keep relying on you like this, I might as well not live."

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake has been prepared for you a long time ago, it's in the room on your right."

When Jun Luo heard that there was sweet-scented osmanthus cake, he jumped off the cloud, pushed open the door a few steps, and muttered in his mouth: "It's clear that I didn't see sweet-scented osmanthus cake when I came here just now."

But when she opened the door, the whole room was lit up, and the walls were covered with bright night pearls. The beautiful light blue light dazzled Jun Luo's eyes, and there were several plates of sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and eat.

Jun Luo's heart at the moment is not on the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, but on the night pearls all over the wall.

She stepped closer to the wall, lightly touching the round bead with her slender white fingertips, the slightly cold touch warmed Jun Luo's heart.

She hooked the corners of her lips, and her beautiful light brown eyes were full of surprise, "Xiao Qingyin, I really love your room so much."

"As long as you like it, it was originally prepared for you."

Wei Qingyin glanced at Mo Han who was stiff beside him, she was in a good mood, walked a few steps and sat down at the sandalwood table, picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and savored it carefully.

Looking back, Jun Luo saw that he quickly sat beside Wei Qingyin, picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and started eating.

The atmosphere between the two was extremely harmonious, it seemed that there was no such person as Mo Han in this room.

"My lord! You have to be thick-skinned! What's the point of standing here?! Chasing people is not what you do!"

This voice suddenly appeared in his mind, Mo Han was a little confused, so he said to the voice in his heart: "Who are you?"

"My lord, don't worry about who I am! The most important thing now is to chase Lord Junluo! If you want to chase a girl, you have to have a thick skin first."

"When you see that there is no space among them, you just take a small bench and sit there, insert it between them, and watch how they flirt!"

Looking at the small space between Jun Luo and Wei Qingyin, the corners of Mo Han's lips twitched.

He is so big, is it possible that he really wants to squeeze there?

A look of disgust flashed across his face, but his body was very honest. He moved a small bench over and squeezed between Jun Luo and Wei Qingyin.

Jun Luo:? ? ?
Wei Qingyin:? ? ?

(End of this chapter)