Chapter 632: Young Master, Are You Pumping Your Face?

Zi Ye lowered her eyes and turned around, rubbed her head into Ion Xuan's heart, and was silent, quietly listening to his heartbeat.

Ion Xuan kissed her forehead distressedly, and murmured, "Don't go, okay?" I'll take care of the second master's affairs......"

"It's not that I'm worried about you, it's that grandpa is too concerned about the second uncle...... You don't know, if it weren't for me and my great-grandfather trying our best to keep it, and I repeatedly promised to ensure the safety of the second uncle, my grandfather would have run away from home with his baggage to find the second uncle......" Zi Ye's fingertips wrapped around the black hair on his chest, faint and helpless.

"Then I'll go with you......"

"No, you're not here, how can I leave with peace of mind?" Zi Ye snuggled up to him and muttered, "I used to be so unbearable that I provoked my grandfather and them to break their hearts for me, and now, it's time for me to share the burden for them...... In this way, when I marry you in the future, I can marry with peace of mind? ”

"Look at what you said, as if I was going to kidnap you......" Ion Xuan kissed the tip of her little nose, and her eyes were full of doting: "Xiao Yeye, when you come back, let's get married...... I don't want to go through this anymore......"

"Torment? What to boil? The corners of Ziye's lips curled into a wicked smile.

"You said you look so good when you're out and about...... The men outside are like wolves and tigers, if you are loved, what will I do? ”

"To be loved?" Ziye couldn't help crying and laughing: "Then what do you want to do?" ”

Iion Xuan stared at her cheek for a long time, and suddenly evoked a wicked smile: "Yi ......"

……

"Smack......

The fruit tray in Tim Shui's hand slammed to the ground, and the apples and grapes in it fell to pieces.

Even so, she didn't have the heart to care about these things, and her eyes were fixed on the purple night who walked out of the door.

"Less...... Master...... Your face ...... Smoked? ”

Zeng Shuo, who was pretending to salute the horse, also looked at Zi Ye dumbfounded: "Young Master, why is your face swollen like this?" ”

His gaze suddenly sharpened like a blade at the ion Xuan who came out: "Did he hit you?" ”

Ion Xuan couldn't help but sigh: "Lao Zeng, do you think I have the courage to bully your young master?" If she doesn't bully me, I'll wake up laughing......"

He looked at the purple night beside him with considerable satisfaction, not afraid of her white eyes at all.

"This is disguise, so that your young master will not be unnecessarily harassed on the road...... What do you think? Isn't it a taste? ”

Tian Shui couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and looked at Ion Xuan helplessly with a strange gaze.

"You can't help you, young master...... Young master, you can see it with relish...... You're really hardcore......"

It's no wonder that Tian Shui looks disgusted, the purple night in front of him, not only is it not the slightest demeanor of the past, but it is more like a stroke, the mouth and eyes are crooked, and the crooked side is as big as a dough cake and puffy.

"Go, don't talk nonsense if you don't know how to do it," Zeng Shuo scolded Tian Shui to go back and get the fruit again: "Young master walking like this, not only on the road, but even in the barracks, it can save a lot of trouble...... What is the barracks? Jackals are light...... When you see the young master like this, you can't turn half the sky...... So easy to look ......"

……

As it turned out, Ionic Xuan was very prescient.

Purple Night is almost unimpeded all the way, and both men and women, when they see her, they all walk around.

People love beautiful things, and that's true.

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