Sweet Noble Heir

Soon, Qi Qingxing painted his face. He could see it was a beautiful face just from the paper man. However, no matter what it was, it was not what Jiang Wanbai thought at first.

However, after seeing the finished product, Jiang Wanbai didn't care. She shook the paper man, and when the ink on it was dry, she handed it to Xue Xu. Without concealing her expectation, she urged, "try this one quickly."

The next moment, Xue Xu's body on the spot smaller, slowly into a paper man, falling into the fire pot, soon burned out.

A group of white mansions flew into the new paper man, but in the blink of an eye, a beautiful man appeared in front of the public.

Xue Xu's lips with a smile, peach blossom eyes just lightly glance, then let people's mind waver, eyes can't help but follow his action, in addition to looking at him, there is no idea.

"You should be dressed." Jiang evening white road, "change a body of pink clothes, look more like a Peach Blossom Fairy king."

"White clothes look good too." Xue Xu said with a smile.

Jiang Wanbai sighed, moved his eyes, and said, "you'd better stop laughing. It's too hard to control yourself to smile with this face."

"I've never seen you look so good..." The murmur came from the side.

Xue Xu picked up his eyebrows and looked at the South Gate Ziyang who didn't know when to come over and asked, "are you not afraid of me?"

"I..." Nanmen Ziyang returned to his mind, and when he heard Xue Xu's question, he hesitated and did not know how to answer it.

Xue Xu snorted and got the answer from his manner. He said, "sure enough, your man just likes to look at his face..."

Jiang Wanbai couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

After such a bad time, it's already late. Jiang Wanbai and Qi Qingxing go back to sleep in the inner room. As for how Nanmen Ziyang wants to sleep, she doesn't care so much about it. It's done her utmost to let Nanmen Ziyang stay here.

Perhaps it is also the South Gate son Yang heart big, before Ming Ming is afraid to die, unexpectedly also can sleep safely.

When the next morning, nanmenziyang opened his eyes early. First, he carefully looked at Qingzhu and Xue Xu. Seeing that they were still asleep, he quietly relaxed and crept toward the door.

As a result, as soon as the door was opened, Xue Xu's voice began to ring from behind, "at least you stayed for a night. If you want to leave, you don't even say hello?"

"I..." Nanmenziyang's body is stiff, and he turns around stiffly. He looks at Xue Xu with clear eyes. He wants to cry without tears. How can he forget that ghosts don't have to sleep.

"If he wants to go, let him go." Jiang Wanbai came out from behind the screen, covered his mouth and yawned, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a lazy voice: "but in front of you, if you go like this, don't come back because of the cold tonight. We don't come here just because you want to come and go."

Nanmenziyang actually knows that it's not good for him to leave like this, but now he has nothing but a amulet on his body. Instead, he wants to do something. Thank you, Jiang Wanbai and others, but he is powerless.

But he also knew that with his own ability, not to mention what will happen tonight, but to say nothing about today's day, he has nothing. It is a difficult task to sustain himself in this desert.

Jiang Wanbai doesn't care how the South Gate Ziyang hesitates. She goes straight to the door and opens the door. In an instant, the hot wind blows on her face. Jiang Wanbai quickly sets a border.