Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

"How do I know that when he ascends the throne, he has nothing to do with me. I have traveled." Nangong Li said carelessly.

"Where's Zhang Sheng?" Xia Qingluo is really concerned about these acquaintances.

Zhang Sheng?

Nangong left her eyes and looked at Xia Qingluo with a serious look. Should he tell her what happened to Zhang Sheng that year.

Should you tell her that Zhang Sheng has entered reincarnation, and this person Xia Qingluo still knows, Lu Ziyi.

After thinking about it, Nangong Li shook his head, "I don't know where Zhang Sheng is."

Xia Qingluo was disappointed. She stood up and said a few words to Nangong Li, and then went to greet the guests.

Nangong li felt her nose under Su Jin's eyes and became busy.

After all, it takes some labor to eat, drink and read here every day.

More often, Nangong Li follows behind Xia Qingluo.

The business here is good recently. Many little girls come to see books. Of course, they actually come to see Nangong Li.

A girl in front of the summer bookshelf on one side shouted, "boss, I can't reach the top book."

"There is a ladder." Su Jin returned with a smile.

"People are afraid of heights."

Xia Qingluo smiled and kicked Nangong Li, "don't go quickly."

"Why me?"

"You are the tallest here." Xia Qingluo said boldly.

Nangong Li glared at Xia Qingluo, "you know she's coveting my beauty."

"Beautiful things are shared."

"Yunqing's appearance is not bad. When he comes, share it."

"That's not good." Xia Qingluo said without thinking, "only I can covet my master's beauty."

"Hum..." Nangong Li said coldly, glancing sideways at Xia Qingluo, with enchanting eyebrows. "You've only known Yun qingrang for a few days, so you protect him."

"That's necessary. It has nothing to do with the length of time."

"He has lived longer than me for tens of thousands of years. Who knows what he has experienced. Don't be happy too early."

Nangong Li said that and took a meaningful look at Xia Qingluo, unwilling to walk towards the little girl.

Xia Qingluo burst into laughter. It seems that she really never asked Yunqing about what happened before she let him know him.

It must be colorful.

Xia Qingluo felt that sometimes she seemed too passive. She didn't even want to know about yunqingrang's past.

But does Yunqing's past have anything to do with her?

Xia Qingluo thought, put down the cup in her hand and looked at the bead curtain at the door. It should be related.

But yunqingrang never mentioned it to her.

She carefully recalled what they had done together.

What are you talking about.

Gossiping, it doesn't seem to be useful.

Besides kissing, it's hugging.

What Yunqing lets most is to let her practice well.

This was true a thousand years ago and a thousand years later.

Just when she was in a daze, the bead curtain at the door rang, and a young man with a white bird off his palm came in.

As soon as Xia Qingluo's eyes brightened, she walked over to the boy, stretched out her hand, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled, "Xiao Hei."

"HMM." Xiao Hei nodded demurely, then glanced around and asked Xia Qingluo, "do you remember everything?"

"Yes, didn't you hear me call Xiaohei? Is it very kind?" Xia Qingluo poured Xiaohei a cup of coffee. "How do you feel, how do you feel?"