Demon princess is too hard to chase

Who is this dark guy who seems to be climbing out of the fire?!

Yun qianruo stares at the clear water in front of him. His whole body is in disorder in the wind

At a glance, she could only see her own eyes... Except those eyes... Everything was terrible!

The heart is twitching. Yun qianruo just stares at the basin of water. He only feels that there are countless birdmen flying out of the basin and flying to her head. Each Birdman's head is written with the word "Ben Kui"!

Yun qianruo blinked. Is this really her?

Isn't she just making a fire to cook a pot of lotus seed soup? Are you cooking yourself?

When her heart broke, a slender hand stretched out in front of her, and the sharp fingertips were holding a water soaked handkerchief

Yun qianruo's eyes moved, and she looked up all the way along the hand. Finally, her eyes fixed on the spotless silver ghost face, and the corners of her mouth twitched violently.

Why is the wind sick all right?!

Under the same eaves, breathing the same thick smoke, why is she the only one who seems to have just escaped from the battlefield? But he is clean from head to toe?!

out-off-balance!

Cloud thousand if stares at him, in the eyes has the silk resentment to float out.

flower

The thin lips of the North Ming wind twitched uncontrollably, and the curve of the jaw became more and more stiff, as if they were trying to bear something.

Cloud thousand if ruthlessly stare at him, secretly grind teeth, this guy is definitely in the heart laugh at her, despise her, despise her! Don't think that if he doesn't say anything, she can't see what he's thinking!

Hum! No humanity! I don't want to think about why she became such a tragedy! Let her cook lotus seed soup in the middle of the night

Killed by Yun qianruo's cool and blazing eyes, Bei Mingfeng pursed his lips uneasily. He looked down at the silk handkerchief in his hand, and the light of his eyes flashed down. Then he raised his hand, and the silk handkerchief wiped Yun qianruo's forehead.

With the cold touch, Yun qianruo suddenly became excited. His three souls and seven Spirits in the air instantly returned to their original position. He stepped back like a reflex. "I'll do it myself..."

It's a shame to make it like this... If you ask him to help you clean it, won't it be lost to Naihe bridge?

Beimingfeng moves slightly, purses her lips, hands her silk handkerchief, and he is standing in front of her with a basin.

Cloud thousand if small face stiff stiff, directly step forward, head a low face buried in the water.

Beiming wind slightly a Zheng, eyes across a trace of obvious wrong Leng, finally pursed lips, nothing to say.

A moment later, Yun qianruo came out of the water and wiped the water on his face. The whole person was fresh.

Beimingfeng puts down the basin, takes a look at her soaked bangs and the water drops on her face, takes out a clean black silk handkerchief from her sleeve and hands it to her.

Cloud thousand if very impolite a take over, carelessly wipe the water on the face, and then, a cool eye wind floated to him, "Hello! Why are you ok? "

Beiming wind thin lips light pursed next, vast Mou son quietly looking at her, "why should I have something?"

Cloud thousand if the corner of the mouth a draw, the forehead slides three black lines, "clearly you are also in the kitchen! Can't that ash chase me alone? "

The answer to her was a silence. The North netherworld wind just stood there quietly, and didn't mean to speak at all.