() "Brother Zixuan......"

Ion Xuanru was struck by lightning, and his body suddenly stiffened.

What's going on?

Heaven and earth conscience, he thought that she was simply stepping forward to say hello, but he didn't expect her way of greeting to be so special.

Ziye is here, if she sees it, he can't wash it by jumping into the Yellow River.

He hurriedly turned around and tried to push her away, but suddenly heard a cough from the temple door.

"Ahem...... Two ......"

This sound completely froze Ion Xuan, and the action that originally wanted to push away Geng Ying's sleeves suddenly froze there, and at first glance, it looked like he was hugging her.

Geng Yingsleeve realized that something was wrong in an instant, and hurriedly let go of Ion Xuan, took a step back, his cheeks were covered with redness, and his eyes drooped shyly.

This appearance is completely stealing, and the appearance of a person who has been caught.

Ion Xuan instinctively withdrew his arm, and looked at the person standing against the door, his face aching and tangled.

How can this be explained?

"That...... Things are not what you see...... It's a misunderstanding......"

The pupils of Geng Yingsleeve's drooping eyes suddenly shrank, and she instantly realized that something seemed to be wrong.

Ion Xuan explained so nervously, which showed that this woman had a great relationship with him.

The flush on her face disappeared instantly, and she suddenly raised her eyes to look at the purple night standing against the door.

The woman in front of her was dressed in white, although she was only holding a blood-colored coral hairpin in her hair bun and applying any powder on her face, but Geng Yingsleeve had to admit that her appearance was elegant and unparalleled.

On her body, there was a faint feeling of light clouds and breeze, as if everything in the world was like dirt in her eyes, not worth mentioning.

And more importantly, in this woman's body, the woman's unique sensitivity, makes her keenly capture the hostility.

Hostility between women.

She was hostile to her, which showed even more that the woman in front of her was extraordinary.

Zi Ye twisted her waist lazily, frowning and pouting as if her bones were hurting: "Oops, probably because I didn't sleep well last night, and I suddenly felt sore all over......"

Ion Xuan hurriedly flashed behind her and began to pinch her back attentively: "Is this better?" ”

Geng Yingsleeve's pupils shrank obviously, but he smiled quietly.

"Brother Zixuan, this girl is ......"

"I am Ziye, a friend of His Highness the World...... You are? "The purple night smiled like a flower.

Ion Xuan's hand suddenly froze, and he glanced at her suspiciously, not knowing why she introduced herself like this.

In his understanding, Ziye at this time should have overbearingly labeled him as her man, but this time it was just a friend's label.

Besides, he's done so diligently, shouldn't she introduce herself solemnly?

Why did you make yourself a friend so lightly?

"You want to call Geng Yingsleeve ......," Geng Yingsleeve replied with a polite smile.

"Oh......" Zi Ye suddenly stretched out her voice, and suddenly laughed out loud: "I remember...... I've seen you on the Terrace...... At that time, I was still talking to Tanxi, this girl was so handsome when she jumped down......"

I don't know what kind of expression Tan Xi would have if he heard his words being copied.

She laughed exaggeratedly and stepped forward, avoiding the kneading of Ixuan.

"Girl with sleeves, you're new here, why don't I go out with you?"