A Guide For Vicious Female Matchmakers

Although Bo Chi? promised the leader to be Muslim, she was really a little bit embarrassed. After hesitating for a long time, she finally decided to pick up her own painting of "Yu Zhao", intending to draw courage from the paper man? Wife.

What only made her strange was that she just hung up the picture scroll? Not long after, the leader floated to her like a ghost, with a faintly scary tone?: "Why do you want to bring this here?"

Thin Chi was afraid that the leader would still have an unruly heart towards him, and he immediately looked at the scroll with affection: "Because the person in the painting? Is my sweetheart?, I want to look at her all the time, so I will take this picture. Carry the paintings made for her with you... Master, you are so magnanimous and generous, shouldn't you mind?"

Yu Zhao: "..."

It was a bit minded.

But since her little demon girl admires her so much, what else is not important? Want?!

Yu Zhao slightly curled his lips, smiled on the face covered by the mask, and looked at the painting in a good mood.

Let's see...

Why is the presence of this Siberian tiger still so high!

Yu Zhao was silent.

The thin wing was on the side? Confused, he cautiously said, "Master?"

Yu Zhao closed her eyes and seemed to want to erase the devilish Siberian tiger from her memory. After taking a deep breath, she said: "There are so many things in your room that are not suitable for martial arts practice. Come out first... Painting is not allowed!"

Thin wings put down his hands angrily: "Oh."

The headquarters of the Demon Cult is in Kunlun Mountain, far away from Jingzhou, while the branch teachings are scattered all over the rivers and lakes. Both the Jiangnan Jinling has a stronghold. The thin wings are the branch teachings outside Jingzhou this time.

There are not many people in the division, and Bo Chi walked all the way to the performance hall, only to see the maids who bowed their heads?

Without waiting for her to look more, Yu Zhao squeezed her chin and forced her to turn her head? Staring at herself: "Did you hear what I just said?"

Thin wings: "Huh?"

Yu Zhao’s forehead? Blue veins jumped straight, waved away the obstructive people? After the thin wings honestly put his eyes on her, she hummed and said with satisfaction: "You are because of martial arts. It’s bad, you’ll be hurt by someone. Now that your injury has healed, you’re in this martial arts hall. Okay, good. You have not been able to practice martial arts. You have not been able to assassinate the leader of the martial arts. Have you heard of it?"

Bo Chi was stunned for a moment, and he heard the concern of the teacher under the harsh words, and he couldn't help but cried out uncomfortably: "Well...Thank you, the teacher."

Yu Zhao raised his red lips slightly, let go, his tone softened a bit?: "Don't worry, go and practice, I will always stare at you here, and I won't hurt you again."

Thinwing looked at the plum blossom pile not far away, biting his head and nodding.

As Yu Zhao said, during this morning's practice, whenever the thin wings fell off, she must fly over to catch it in the first time.

Although safety is guaranteed, Bo Chi is extremely repulsive from contact with strangers. This idea promoted her martial arts in a disguised form, which enabled her to stimulate her potential and master the light work in just one day, and never let her go. Yu Zhao hugged.

Yu Zhao is not only pleased with her talent, but also has some regrets...

In the evening, when night fell, clusters of lights flickered and glowed, shining the magnificent divisions as bright as day.

Yu Zhao stared at the thin wings to practice martial arts for a day, and now he rested and wanted to get close to the girl: "Are you tired? There is a hot spring in the back mountain. If you want to relax your muscles and relieve fatigue, you might as well go there for a dip. ?"

Thin wings have long been tired as a dog, but facing the "outsiders", she still has a vigilant heart: "Thank you, the leader, I am not tired."

Yu Zhao glanced at her trembling calf, and then continued his efforts: "Then eat with me?"

Thin wings stubbornly gritted his teeth: "I'm not hungry."

Yu Zhao listened to her groaning belly, silently? Two seconds still did not give up: "That--"

Thin wings interrupted directly, and said in one breath: "Then I'll go back to the room first, the leader earlier? Rest, goodbye!"

After she finished talking, she slipped away without looking back.

As soon as Yu Zhao opened her mouth, she saw her running away, staring at the empty corridor for a long time, and finally bitterly resented: "Running so fast...I knew she wouldn't be allowed to learn light work first."

On the other side, Thin Wing, who was thankful that he was running fast, returned to the room and faced his painting.

She suddenly felt a little lost: "I don't know what A Zhao is doing now. I told her that I would go out? For two days, she didn't worry about it. She also let me have fun..."

With that uncertain demon cult leader, she can't be happy at all, okay?!

Thinwing stared at the scroll and sighed, and finally took the clothes to take a shower.

Waiting for her wet head to come out, Yu Zhao, who had been waiting outside, knocked on the door with the help of someone's ears.

Thin-winged footsteps, the steps are instantly inaudible, clearly wanting to pretend that he has fallen asleep.

Yu Zhao squinted his eyes outside: "I am staring at your light work and correcting it. Do you think I can't hear you? What's your movement?"

Thinwing didn't even leave this time, and simply stood still.

Yu Zhao angrily smiled back: "You used to? You didn't make trouble at night? You didn't want to sleep, but today? You have a good night, you don't need a maid to remind you?"

Thin wings and big? Shocked: "You, you, how do you know?"

Yu Zhao paused slightly without changing his face and said, "Want to know? Open the door first."

A thin door is natural to Yu Zhao, not a hindrance, she just doesn't want to break in hard, so that Bo Chi's aversion to her will deepen.

Thinwing also understood this, so he could only slowly walk to the door, opened the door, poked his head out, and said vigilantly: "Okay, the door is open, you can say it."

Yu Zhao lowered his head? Looking at her, seeing her long black hair still stained with water, she couldn't help frowning: "Why don't you dry your head?"

Thin wings said perfunctorily: "Wait, I will wipe it."

Yu Zhao was dissatisfied and raised his hand to pinch her black hair: "If you are too lazy to move, I'll help—"

Before she finished her words, Bo Chi threw her hand away, frowned and said, "My personal affairs, don't worry about the lord."

Yu Zhao paused, slowly withdrew his hand, and said solemnly: "I think there seems to be some misunderstanding between me and the saint."

Thin wings are unknown so: "Is there?"

Yu Zhao heavy? Nodded? Inexplicably, there were some accusations in his faint words: "The saint seems to hate me?"

Thin wings's eyes were erratic: "You think too much, I am right? Everyone is like this."

Yu Zhao: "...heh."

Little liar, you are so coquettish and intimate in front of the other one!

For the first time in his life, Yu Zhao became ridiculously jealous of his existence.

She gritted her teeth, almost wanting to reveal her identity regardless.

Just thinking of the hidden spies in the Demon Cult, she calmed down again and said in a dull voice: "Forget it, how are you? Rest, tomorrow? Continue to practice martial arts."

Bo Chi's face collapsed: "I need to practice? Rest for a while? Can't it?"

Yu Zhao raised her eyebrows, seeing that she finally changed her expression in front of her, she suddenly felt a bit of secret pleasure, and even more wickedly bullied: "No, you must practice. If you don't practice well, you are not allowed to return to Yu's house."

Thin Wing bit the little white teeth, gave her a bitter look, then refused to say a few more words to her, and directly banged the door shut.

Yu Zhao: "..."

Just not letting her return to Yu Mansion, the little girl? She became so angry...

Damn it, what should I do if I am more jealous of myself!

On the second day? Early in the morning, Bo Chi came to the performance hall reluctantly.

Yu Zhao suppressed his grievances and sadness, and said blankly: "Come to eat first."

Thin Wing never had trouble with his body. Although he looked upset, he sat down at the table honestly. As soon as she picked up the chopsticks, she thought of something. She turned her gaze on Yu Zhao's bronze grimace mask, and asked with a smile: "The leader should eat too?"

Yu Zhao saw her thoughts at a glance, knowing that she was coaxing herself to take off the mask, but she could see the agile appearance of the girl's bright eyes, she was not willing to refuse.

She was silent for a while, picked up the chopsticks, and put the cakes into the bowl in the thin-winged gaze with eager anticipation.

Bo Chi waited, but when she saw that she had no reaction, he wondered: "Why don't you pick, cough, or eat?"

Yu Zhao: "I'll just take a look, I don't want to eat."

Thin wings: "???"

are you crazy!

Don't eat or clip, waste food!

This demon leader really? Very annoying!

Thin wings snorted, and her ill feeling deepened again, and she missed her gentle A Zhao more and more.

After eating, Yu Zhao no longer let her step on the plum blossom pile, but taught her magical exercises hand in hand.

Although the original owner "mainly" relies on beauty to eat, he has a certain understanding of these things. Thin wings studied hard and progressed faster than yesterday, so that Yu Zhao had no chance to eat tofu secretly, and completely reduced to a tool. people?.

In the evening, when the two of them separated, they both had unprecedented expectations for tomorrow.

Because two days have passed, they can finally return to Yufu.

Yufuli? Still the same, no change.

Yu Zhao rushed back early in the morning and took the lead in changing her status with the dead man who pretended to be herself. Just when she was going to go to the college, Yu Zhou came to her yard?: "Sister, I discussed with you yesterday? You think about it. How's it going?"

Yu Zhao came back in a hurry, before he had time to learn about the situation in the past two days from the dead man. Suddenly? Hearing Yu Zhou said this, she didn't panic, and said in a flat tone: "What do you think?"

Yu Zhou scratched his head?: "I definitely hope Ling Da? Brother is happy? But you are my sister after all. If you don't like him, I will listen to you."

This is... talking about the marriage between the two families?

Yu Zhao fell into thinking. She started to make arrangements a few years ago in order to marry Ling Zheng's right? Heaven and blood wash Ling Mansion, so that their demon sect becomes the best in the world.

The appearance of thin wings now makes her hesitate, but in the face of Yu Zhou, she still decides to hold on first and say: "Since he and I are baby relatives, I didn't like it or not. Okay?, The rest will be discussed when I come back from the academy, so go back first."

Yu Zhouxili was chased away confusedly. When passing by the garden, Mrs. Yu stopped him: "What did your sister say?"

Yu Zhou hesitated: "She didn't respond, saying it doesn't matter whether she likes it or not, I can't tell? Did she allow Ling Da? Brother to come here, or not?"

Mrs. Yu chuckled: "Daughter’s family, don’t you object? Just agree, you go to your brother Ling to reply, let's say that today, at noon, our master will wait for him to come to the house."

Yu Zhou nodded happily, and on the way back to the study, he bumped into thin wings and came back briskly.

"Morning Master Three." Bo Chi moved away from the big demon lord of the demon cult leader. His face was in a good mood with a smile. It was rare to see Yu Zhou without turning his head. He ran away, but gave a happily punch. call.

Yu Zhou followed his words: "Morning, you today? Don't run around, we will have distinguished guests coming."

Thin wings didn't care, and raised his small fist with a smile?: "Two days ago, you chased me and called my sister. Want? I taught you martial arts, but now I'm talking for that distinguished guest. Why, your distinguished guest. Can you beat me?"

"Of course?." Yu Zhou had the heart to show off, and wanted to make the thin wings grow bigger? Astonished, he held back with difficulty, and said with pride, "You will know how powerful he is by then!"

The author has something to say: Yu Zhao, an aggrieved man who was forced to feel his wife's hot and cold at the same time (.)