Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

I'm kidding. The people of Shayue's sect are better than her when they bring one out, OK?

"I don't know." Mu Yun An touched his face, "is it my beauty?"

"Ouch..." little Laurie Yuecheng spits out the mouthful of tea she just drank. "What did you say?"

She didn't hear me wrong. Isn't this man a man?

No, that's not the point. He said that his beauty attracted the leader. Bah!

If it's beautiful, Yuecheng touches her face. If it's beautiful, it should be her beauty that has entered the eyes of the sect leader.

"Why do you react so much?" Mu Yun An curls her lips. Does she look so miserable?

Yuecheng took out her handkerchief and wiped the corner of her mouth. "Come on, you are so old. I don't know what old uncle you are."

After training to a certain extent, you can look like yourself when you are young. Although Yuecheng can't see muyun'an's strength, he is good.

"Old uncle?" Muyun'an is really the first time to hear someone say that about himself.

As long as it's a girl, no matter what age she is, she can't be said to be old. It's definitely like stepping on thunder and exploding.

Although muyun'an is a tomboy, she is also an inner girl.

"Don't think that I don't know your real age with that tender skin on your head." If you want to cultivate in the ancient land to the level of the great spirit Master, you must have been at the level of uncle for a long time.

Now with this child's skin, that is, uncle's terrible bad taste, right?

"What do you know?" Mu yun'an was speechless and asked Heaven, where did Yue orange come from?

Mu yun'an didn't deny it, and Yue orange felt that his guess was right, "I said, what are you pretending to be?"

"No, how do you see that?" Muyun'an still felt that he couldn't understand.

"Well, you really don't give up until you get to the Yellow River." The Yue orange rubs to rub to run to come over, a pulled Mu Yun An's wrist.

The best way to test a person's age is bone age. The skin on the surface may cheat, but the bone won't.

Just touch it.

Yue orange complacent smile, this time see you still pretend not to install, let me take your true face to open to have a look.

But the wrist just put up after feeling for a while, found something wrong, how can it be?

Mu yun'an looked at Yue orange with a smile and said, "what can I feel?"

Yue orange can't believe his eyes, it's impossible. She must have felt wrong by accident. How could it be.

Take a deep breath, Yue orange changed a hand to touch Mu Yun An's wrist again.

Or is it?

How is that possible?

"Well?" Mu yun'an stooped close to her face, "why don't you talk, or are you addicted to touching my wrist?"

Yue orange stands on tiptoe and stares at mu yun'an's eyes, "what method did you use?"

She still believed in her own opinion. Muyun'an must be an old uncle, and she used some methods to hide her bone age.

Uncle, good means.

"What?" Mu yun'an touched Yue orange's forehead. He didn't get sick. How could he talk nonsense?

"Say quickly, what method did you use to conceal your bone age?" Yue orange's eyes are almost shining out.

She seems to know what kind of evil art it is, so no one can tell her age.

The age of a girl is a secret anyway.