Although Ouyang Yuanhong said this, it didn't take long for a maid to come over and serve Luo Yi a separate cup of tea.

Taking a sip of the new tea, Roy finally had a satisfied look on his face.

"I really don't understand why you refiners love to drink incense tea, for me, the taste is even more bitter than Coptis chinensis."

Luo Yi said, but he didn't even bother to look at the tea on the table.

Although the aroma of incense tea wafts away, it smells really good.

"What are you looking for me?"

Ouyang Yuanhong looked at Luo Yi.

This guy has always been moody and angry in front of outsiders, but in front of himself, he is always so unscrupulous, and he is soft and weak, and he looks really bad.

Luo Yi heard Ouyang Yuanhong ask like this, and he didn't hide it.

"Yun Yan has become your junior sister?"

Luo Yi spoke, and Ouyang Yuanhong nodded.

"So, you'd better not beat her up now."

Ouyang Yuanhong said, but Luo Yi seemed to be smiling when he heard it.

"Are you ready to protect her? But ......"

Roy stopped talking.

Ouyang Yuanhong picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip of the tea inside, and then said slowly.

"But what?"

"But...... If she were the goddess! ”

"Impossible!"

"I mean, but what if!"

"There are not so many ifs...... The goddess is Yun Qingqing. ”

Ouyang Yuanhong was extremely sure, but Luo Yi seemed to be smiling and did not speak.

When Roy finished drinking the tea, the maid immediately burst out of the shadows and poured new ones for him.

The tea exudes a faint aroma, and the surroundings are so quiet.

After a long time, Ouyang Yuanhong looked at Luo Yi again, but his face was very strict.

"How sure are you?"

"Eight points!"

"When did you suspect it?"

"When Yun Yan was with my brother Luo Fan."

"So long...... Maybe ......"

"No maybe, if the goddess is not Yun Qingqing, it must be Yun Yan, but now Yun Yan is more likely than Yun Qingqing."

Luo Yi said, Ouyang Yuanhong listened but stopped talking.

The two of them sat in the gazebo like this, silent.

In the sky, the moon is extraordinarily round, penetrating the dark clouds for a while, revealing a shy face for a while, which is really naughty.

In the dead of night, through the hazy moonlight, you can vaguely see that Yun Yan is sleeping soundly on the big bed in the room, and she doesn't realize that the thin tube that suddenly sticks in from the window is drifting a faint white smoke inside.

The smoke entered the room and quickly cleared.

"Childe, Childe......"

Xiaohong gently patted Zhifeng's face, Zhifeng woke up quietly, and immediately stepped back defensively, but when he saw that the person in front of him was a woman, he relaxed his guard slightly.

"You are?"

Zhi Feng asked, and instantly found that what he was wearing was no longer Shengao's school uniform, but a high-end silk fabric pajamas.

It's just that......

"Hiss!!"

With a slight twist, Zhiyong felt the pain of the wound tearing, but Rao was like this, but there was no blood flowing out, which showed that the wound medicine on the wound was the best wound medicine.

But where exactly is this?

I clearly remember that I was caught by a mysterious person and tortured in a room like a prison cell, why did I come to a woman's boudoir in the blink of an eye?

Xiaohong looked at Zhifeng, he, like Zhiyong, was a very honest person.

Seeing himself, except for haze and doubt in his eyes, he didn't think about it at all.

Obviously, I have dressed up carefully, and the incense burning in the incense burner on the table in the room also contains the ingredient of urging (heh).

(l~1`x*>+``+