065 Remove the mask
Qin Yan's gaze was too hot, Yingluo couldn't help but turn his head to look over, but he instantly looked away, his face under the mask was slightly hot, and even he didn't understand why he wanted to avoid her clear gaze.
Coughing uncomfortably, Qin Yan turned his gaze back, looked at Yingluo barely calmed down his slightly beating heartbeat, and said, "I'll go find some dry firewood." β
With that, he turned around. Yingluo knows very well that her current state can't help much, the only thing she can do is to obey the arrangement, although she is a little timid to be alone with Xiaoyue like this, but she is indeed reluctant to get the warmth she just gets, not to mention, Xiaoyue looks very docile and kind now.
Enduring her fear, Yingluo nodded, looked at Qin Yan's legs with some concern, and said, "Is your leg okay?" Otherwise, you can come over and warm up for a while, and when I have rested, I can go out and look for dry firewood. β
When she was camping before, she had also done these things, and she didn't feel anything wrong with the division of labor and cooperation with her male companions, but Qin Yan glanced at Yingluo with a strange gaze and said, "I'm fine." β
With that, he strode out of the cave, and when the figure was about to go out, he felt Yingluo's gaze turn back and comfort him.
"It won't hurt you, don't be afraid."
His words really gave the girl great courage and strength, Qin Yan instantly raised a smile when he saw her, and then nodded at him and said, "I'll wait for you to come back." β
His eyes flickered, his lips lifted slightly, and he turned and stepped out of the cave.
His footsteps disappeared, Yingluo retracted his gaze, didn't want to look at the light but touched Xiaoyue's green eyes, no matter how bold Yingluo was, no matter how good her psychological construction was, she was alone with a wolf at this moment, and she couldn't help but be timid, shrunk her neck, laughed dryly, and said, "Dear wolf boy, you shouldn't be hungry now, right?" β
Xiaoyue's dark green eyes stared coldly at the woman with a stiff smile, and the smile of the staring woman shattered on her face, so she lazily ignored her and closed her eyes directly.
Yingluo breathed a sigh of relief, slandered the bad wolf in her heart, secretly glared at Xiaoyue, put her face on Xiaoyue's body and closed her eyes.
Although she was extremely tired after some tossing, she couldn't sleep at all, not to mention that the bad environment she was in was not suitable for sleeping, as soon as she closed her eyes, the scene of falling off the cliff flashed in her mind, and she really couldn't think of who was harming her!
Yingluo didn't believe that this matter could be a coincidence, just when her carriage arrived there, a rolling stone fell from the top of the mountain, and it happened to hit the horse, and the carriage fell off the cliff in shock, which was even smaller than crossing by herself.
How unlucky she must have to be to meet a flying stone from the sky.
So who is it, is the Song family who has just returned to Su Mansion? Or is it Su Yingyue, who has always been obscure and unprovoked? Or is it because of that confession that she has always been wary of Aunt Gao's mother and Aunt Qing? Otherwise, Aunt Liu, who has a grudge against her because of Su Yinglan?
And Su Yingzi and Aunt Jiang's carriage and horse are also strange, why did they just break down, if it weren't for this, the carriage she was riding would not have been isolated on the hanging road, but Su Yingzi and Aunt Jiang did not have any conflict of interest with themselves, but could help each other, they had no reason to harm themselves, it would not be them.
At that time, she fell down the mountain stream, and the horse even fell down with the carriage, and the frost bird and frost grass didn't know what was going on, but fortunately she asked Yun's mother to see Su Yingzi at that time, otherwise Yun's mother was afraid that she would die before she fell into the water at that age.
Yingluo's head was heavy, and she couldn't think of a clue for a while, she only felt that she was too unloved in this life, and she didn't usually feel it, but now when she thought that there were all enemies around her, her heart suddenly felt lonely and cold, and she couldn't help but hug Xiaoyue tightly, causing Xiaoyue to hum dissatisfied.
Yingluo hurriedly loosened her arm, gently stroked Xiaoyue's back hair, and said with a smile: "Wolf boy, wolf boy, you see that I am so thin and weak, how can I hurt you, so don't get excited." β
Seeing that Xiaoyue moved her body and found a more comfortable position to lie lazily, Yingluo stroked its head with a covetous face, and said: "Look, your master is so fierce to you, how good I am, I speak softly, and I do things well, I am also kind and considerate, or you will follow me in the future, if you can follow me, what Song, Aunt Liu, what Su Yinglan, Aunt Qing will not dare to approach me half a step, hey, think about it is majestic enough, you see, you follow me and have a beautiful woman, and you are majestic, How wonderful......"
When Qin Yan came back from outside, he heard that the girl inside was plotting against his wolf, Xiaoyue snorted twice from time to time, her voice was quite impatient, seeing that one person and one wolf got along happily, Qin Yan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and picked up the vines hanging at the entrance of the cave and entered the cave.
Yingluo's kung fu had already warmed up at this time, and when she saw Qin Yan coming in, she hurriedly stood up and helped pick up the dry firewood he had found, and then looked at the injured leg he was tied, and asked repeatedly, "How are you?" Is the wound still bleeding? You put down all the dry firewood and I'll ignite it, and sit down quickly. β
Qin Yan didn't say much when he saw that she was busy, so he sat down on a stone and watched with interest as Yingluo built the pile of dry firewood into a pile.
Lighting the bonfire has its own doorway, how to stack the firewood and flammable, seeing Yingluo skillfully threw the broken firewood and dry branches under the head, and set up a large branch into a tower shape, there is a look, his eyes flashed with approval, and said: "I have flint in my waist bag." β
Hearing this, Yingluo hurriedly clapped her hands and ran to Qin Yan without falling, touched his waist, and quickly found a bag of protrusions, reached into her hand and pulled out a purse, and when she opened it, she saw that there were three small porcelain bottles of different sizes inside, and a small sac tightly wrapped in a cowhide cloth.
A smile of joy overflowed her lips, and she squatted down by the wood again and took the flint to make a fire, but she failed to make a fire after a few strokes.
Yingluo has not only not cried since falling into the water at this moment, but also often expressed surprise, seeing that she frowned and didn't start a fire for a long time, Qin Yan pursed her lips.
In the end, it was a boudoir woman, this is right, he said loudly: "I'll come." β
Yingluo waved her hand, hurriedly stood up and ran to Qin Yan's side, and said, "You sit, just help me light the fire." β
As she spoke, she stuffed the flint and fire fold in her hand into Qin Yan's hand, and forcibly pressed him to sit on the stone again, with a look of eagerness.
She is like a child who is full of novelty and temptation, and she does not see the slightest worry and anxiety about her current situation, Qin Yan was infected by her feelings, and her mood that has been flying is a little happier, but after a slight collision, she ignited a fire and handed it to Yingluo.
In fact, Yingluo is really excited now, since she returned to Su Mansion from the villa, she has not been able to take another step out of Su Mansion, and has been in the small square house for two months. Knowing the taste of freedom, you can no longer accept captivity.
After all, Yingluo is not a lady who does not go out of the ancient gate, and in modern times, she is a three-day business trip, busy for the group, how can she have stayed in one place for more than half a month?
At this moment, this cold cave made her regain the mood and feeling of camping and rock climbing in her previous life, and she was naturally eager to try, like the toothy grass absorbing the rain and dew, enjoying the freedom and wanton of this moment.
She took the fire fold and knelt down beside the stacked dead branches, buried the reddish food of the fire fold under the broken wood, and blew gently on her stomach slightly, and the flame soon jumped out, and the crackling burning sound echoed like a beautiful note in the empty cave, and Yingluo bent her eyes happily.
Qin Yan looked at the girl intently, the firelight seemed to ignite her delicate face, and two clusters of faint light jumped in her beautiful eyes, becoming more and more bright and clear, and the waves flowed. Her jade-white skin was also stained crimson by the fire, and she fixed her eyes on the fire, occasionally stirring the wood to make sure that it was ignited.
The scattered hair fell down due to the movement, and she raised her hand to pin it behind her ear casually, inadvertently revealing a charming and colorful gesture between her movements.
The flames gradually rose and illuminated the cave, and Qin Yan looked away, feeling at peace in his heart.
Yingluo lit a bonfire, clapped her hands and stood up, only to look around the cave. This is a naturally formed cave, the entrance of the cave is narrow, it extends to the inside for more than ten zhang, it is gourd-shaped, the middle is slightly narrow, there is also a faint light exposed in it, and there are also a few wisps of water flowing through the gap in the mountain rocks behind, forming a small pool in the slightly lower place behind the cave.
Yingluo looked around and was very satisfied with this bad situation, but suddenly found that the cave had long since disappeared Xiaoyue's figure, she turned her head to look at Qin Yan in surprise, and without waiting to ask, she heard him say: "Xiaoyue is looking for food." β
After some struggles in the water, Yingluo was already cold and hungry, suddenly smiled, swept around, ran to the mountain wall and picked two flat ones from a pile of sliding gravel from the mountain, and was about to move to the fire to sit on a chair, with an arm diagonally inserted on his side, Qin Yan had taken the lead in picking up the stone, but as soon as he raised his hand and threw it out, the two stones had been neatly placed in front of the fire.
Yingluo was dumbfounded, and only after a pause did she smile, and glanced at Qin Yan resentfully.
He must not have known how discouraged her from doing so.
Qin Yan's heart skipped a beat when he was looked at by Yingluo's wet little eyes, and he was a little apprehensive, he couldn't understand why she was unhappy. Could it be that there was any other use for those two stones?
Yingluo was also unhappy for a moment, and then she was relieved, pointed to the stone bench, and said, "Go over and sit down." β
Qin Yanzheng was afraid that he had done something wrong, and tried to think about the best use of the stone, and when he heard Yingluo giving orders, he naturally obediently obeyed the order as soon as possible, and sat down after taking a few steps on his long legs.
Seeing that he seemed to be in a hurry, Yingluo glanced at Qin Yan's back strangely, and then went over and took the three small porcelain bottles that Fang had just taken out of the small pouch on his waist, raised his hand at Qin Yan, and asked, "Which is the gold sore medicine?" β
Qin Yan saw that she was actually going to bandage her wound, she was stunned for a moment, and then her heart relaxed, and the scene of the first time the two met and she helped him deal with the wound unconsciously flashed in front of her, and suddenly there was a slight itch in her chest, as if the feeling of her Qianqian's fingers touching the skin was still lingering on it, Qin Yan was inexplicably a little nervous.
He looked at the porcelain bottle in Yingluo's hand, and paused before saying, "The cyan bottle contains gold sore medicine." β
Yingluo sat down next to Qin Yan, pulled out the cork and looked at it, and said with a smile: "Fortunately, your bottle is tightly corked, although a little water has been entered, it can still be used." β
After that, she put down the porcelain vase, pulled down the wide cuffs, and then went to untie the strips of cloth tied on Qin Yan's legs. At the water's edge, he simply bandaged it, although the wound looked like it was no longer bleeding, but it had not been properly treated, it was easy to get infected, and Yingluo didn't forget it, Xiaoyue licked his wound for a long time.
Yingluo was afraid of hurting Qin Yan, so she got very close, Qin Yan looked down and could see her soft black long hair, as well as a little pink and white pinna that was spontaneously exposed.
Yingluo took a breath when she untied the strip of cloth, but saw that the wound on his leg was actually very large, the pants on his leg had already been torn, the wound was bloody and blurred, and there was a lot of mud and sand in the flesh, which was very hideous.
Yingluo gasped, a little cramped feeling that she didn't know how to start, and was hesitating, but she heard Qin Yan say: "Okay, I'll just take medicine and bandage it myself, you go to the back and take off the clothes inside and dry them, otherwise you will probably have typhoid fever." β
As he spoke, he drew the dagger from his waist and turned sideways.
Yingluo saw that he was holding the short sword and did not move for a while, knowing that he was waiting for him to avoid it, and his injury on the thigh was really not easy to ask her to deal with. Yingluo hesitated again and again, seeing that the man's lips exposed outside the mask were a little pale, thinking that others sacrificed their lives to save each other, and was seriously injured, she was obviously not an ancient lady, and she didn't care about whether men and women gave or received kisses or not, so she let it go no matter how immoral it was, and she had already treated his wound last time, and it was hypocritical to avoid it this time, although the position of his wound was more sensitive this time, but he could bandage the wound, like a doctor, and it was nothing.
Yingluo raised her hand to hold the short sword in Qin Yan's hand as she thought about it, and said, "The light is not good, you are just afraid that you can't see clearly, and it will not be good to tear the wound bigger, or I will come, it is not the first time that the left and right have been encountered." β
As she spoke, Yingluo snatched the short sword and squatted down beside Qin Yan, saying, "Stretch your legs, I'm going to do it." Deal with it early, and I can go bake clothes. β
Yingluo's strength was really insignificant, Qin Yan was still struggling with the question of whether he was a gentleman or not a gentleman in his heart, but he had already loosened the strength of the short sword lying on his hand, and she took the short sword lightly.
Seeing that she carefully cut the rags on his thighs, leaning over and staring at the wounds, Qin Yan's stretched long legs tightened, and he trembled slightly from the exertion in a moment.
Yingluo only thought that Qin Yan's wound was painful, so she lightened her movements, raised her head and said, "I have to get some water to rinse out the dirty things first, you wait." β
After saying that, she got up and ran to the small waterhole behind her, Qin Yan let out a long breath, moved his legs busily, and looked at the jumping fire and became engrossed.
Yingluo ran to the edge of the waterhole to take a look, but saw that the pool water was not deep, it should be the rainwater of the year, and after the layers of filtration through the cracks of the mountain rocks, it was already clear and very clean. She smiled with satisfaction, tore off the hem of a section of her inner skirt with a short sword, carefully washed it in the water, and then tore open a section to bandage the wound later, and the rest were soaked in water, and when it was soaked in water, she hurriedly picked it up and ran back to Qin Yan's side, and said, "You bear with it, I will wash out the sand and gravel in the meat to apply medicine." β
As he spoke, he poured the water on it, the cool water rinsed the wound, and flowed down the thigh, Qin Yan's leg muscles tightened, Yingluo sped up her movements, and suddenly raised her eyes and said with a smile: "By the way, why did you just save me today?" What a coincidence, it seems that God treats me well, and I really shouldn't die. β
Yingluo's bright eyes reflected the firelight flowing with warm waves, Qin Yan's eyes were dark, but her heart moved slightly, she still remembered that when she first saw him in Su Mansion, she deliberately poured the liquor on his wound, watching his painful flesh spurt, and her eyes jumped cunning at that time.
Now she deliberately asked this at this moment to distract him? Was she worried that he would hurt?
The corners of his lips hooked slightly, and he said: "I was on an errand in Suizhou some time ago, and now I am ordered to return to Beijing, and I happened to meet it today." β
Qin Yan didn't tell the truth, he had come to Suizhou to treat the epidemic before, and now he had brought people back to Beijing. This is not a lie, but in fact, he met the convoy of Su Fu yesterday afternoon. At that time, he didn't know what kind of psychology he came from, so he actually broke away from the team and followed behind the Su Fu convoy after a few words.
He also stayed in the Fuyuan Inn last night, and as soon as the carriage of Sufu left early this morning, he fell behind not far away. Her carriage had an accident and fell down the hill, and for a moment he heard the movement, and he was really glad that yesterday's ghost had sent him. If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have been able to save her in such a timely manner.
He was not used to being noisy and noisy, and originally thought that he was just tired of being tired and messy when he broke away from the big team, but today he saved her, and when he saw her, he realized that he had always wanted to see her in his heart.
Qin Yan was a little confused, and suddenly felt a faint breath lingering in his legs in a trance, he stared at it, and saw that Xu had a wound that was not easy to clean, Yingluo's face was very close, and he was carefully squeezing the water on the cloth belt into his wound with his hand. She was so close that the breath spilled on his skin, and from his point of view, there was even the illusion that she had leaned in to kiss him.
Qin Yan only felt that his head was banging on the ground, as if something was exploding, and an uncontrollable throbbing made some vague fragments flash in his mind.
It was some fragments of broken dreams, that is, on the night when he returned from Sujia Zhuangzi, he had an extremely beautiful dream.
He hadn't done that kind of dream before, but the dream of that night was very different, the first time the woman's vague shadow slowly became clear, she had a delicate figure, like wave eyes, red lips, and a bewitching tear mole under the thick eyelashes under the right eye.
He woke up from his dream that day, his futon was wet, and he experienced the wolf and shame again, and now the forgotten fragments became clear again.
Qin Yan's face changed, and he raised his hand to press Yingluo's shoulders and push her out.
In a hurry, he used a lot of strength, Yingluo only felt a pain in her shoulder, and almost staggered to the ground without being pushed, she exclaimed, and looked at Qin Yan with a frown. saw the man's exposed lips pursed painfully, and his exposed face seemed to be a little red.
She was taken aback for a moment, and said, "You have a fever?" β
As she spoke, Yingluo raised her hand and wanted to probe Qin Yan's forehead, but her fingers were raised but she froze, and the mask that Qin Yan's face had been covering was blocking her way. She blinked, barely hesitated, reached for the mask again, and said, "What do you always do with this?" Take it, don't you get in the way. β
Her hand reached out, and Qin Yan instinctively tilted his head, but froze again.
Seeing this, Yingluo smiled with a smile in her eyes, stared at Qin Yan's eyes and said, "If it's to hide your identity, it's not necessary, you see, there are just two of us here, and I am a boudoir woman, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to see you in the future." Even if we do, we have nothing at stake, what else can I do with you? β
As she spoke, she reached over again, feeling a little nervous for some reason, and even her breathing was a little lighter.
Her hand was close to the mask that closely fit the man's face, this time Qin Yan didn't dodge, but when her fingertips touched the coldness, he suddenly raised his hand and clasped her wrist, looking at each other, the man's eyes were deep, like a whirlpool, and the fire was reflected between the pupils, jumping two clusters of flames.
The flame seemed to have a tendency to spread, making Yingluo feel that it would splash out and burn her at any time, and her heart tightened, so she heard Qin Yan say: "You think clearly, if you look at my face, it will be difficult for you to clear up with me." β
His voice was low and hoarse, but it seemed to have some kind of demagogy, and his eyes through the mask narrowed slightly, as if warning and defiant, as if waiting for her decision.
Yingluo was a little hesitant when she heard his words, but when she met Qin Yan's eyes, she inexplicably felt that she had lost by retracting her hand, and she was unwilling to lose in this duel.
Yingluo's hand was spinning faster than her brain, and she had already jerked out of the edge of the mask, and the cold touch made Yingluo come back to her senses, but she suddenly raised her eyebrows and smiled, and said, "Don't worry, even if you look ugly, I won't laugh at you." β
Yingluo raised her hand as she spoke, and suddenly lifted the mask, and the firelight instantly sprinkled all over the man's face, reflecting a clear face, Yingluo was a little stunned.
It's not that the man is really ugly, on the contrary, he is unusually handsome, but it is too different from what she imagined. His temperament is too condensed and brutal, so that Yingluo has always felt that a man should have an angular, hard and rough face.
But on the contrary, his facial features are extremely soft and beautiful, it can be said that his face is like a crown of jade, his eyebrows are not rich, but they are also densely flying into the sideburns, his eyelashes are long and low, covering the deep starry eyes, his nose is high and straight, and under it is a thin but clear lip line, moist and tightly pursed mouth.
His eyes were originally covered by a mask, which was very narrow and long, Yingluo always thought that the person in front of him had a pair of willow thin eyes, but he didn't want the mask to block part of the eyes, he actually had a pair of extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes.
The eyes are big and long, the tails of the eyes are slightly curved, the eyelashes are long, and the eye area is even slightly red, which is really like a peach blossom, not to mention that his pupils are not very clear in black and white, and his eyes inadvertently have a sense of drunkenness but not drunkenness. Such a pair of eyes are too seductive, his pupils are dark, dark and dull, and when he looks at people, his eyes are as sharp as knives, which is really difficult for people to look at directly. I always feel that there is a demagogic and intimidating power in those eyes.
Fortunately, there was a scar at the corner of his left eye, like a white line, extending from the corner of the eye to the sideburns, which somewhat destroyed some of the compelling complexion.
Probably because he lost some blood, his face was slightly pale, and the light of the fire softened his facial lines more and more, making his already clear and beautiful facial features even better, but his cold expression, as well as the neat hair line like a knife, was full of masculinity, not to mention the full of contempt.
This person's appearance is bright and clear, but his temperament is bloodthirsty and cold, and the strange combination makes Yingluo lose her mind for a while, and she stares at Qin Yan in a daze for a long time without reacting.
Yingluo stared at Qin Yan for a while, and Qin Yan also stared at Yingluo with deep eyes, until the dry wood crackled and crackled as if it was about to ignite the thin and dry air in the cave, Yingluo suddenly came back to her senses, and suddenly found that Qin Yan's gaze was indescribably dark and hot, and she hurriedly coughed and lowered her head, and said, "By the way, your wound is cleaned and it's time to take medicine!" β
Yingluo said and went to get the porcelain vase that was placed aside, but Qin Yan said, "Didn't you say that you want to try it, did I have a fever?" β
Yingluo secretly bit her lower lip, and then raised her eyes with a smile, but for some reason, she was no longer willing to touch the man in front of her at will, so she only raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh, when I pulled the mask, I touched your forehead, it's cold." β
After saying that, he saw that Qin Yan also raised his eyebrows, and said, "Really? But I feel hot all over, I'm your savior, Miss Su is so perfunctory to me, okay? β
Yingluo choked, and suddenly felt that the skin of the person in front of her tended to thicken, and she obviously didn't want her to take off the mask, but she was entangled at the moment. The last time he broke into her boudoir at night, she just said something to him, and he was full of anger and almost turned his face.
Touch it, he didn't shy away from it, what was she afraid of?
Yingluo raised her hand and quickly threw her hand on Qin Yan's forehead, deliberately made a snapping sound, and then withdrew her hand neatly, blinked and said, "Look, it's really not hot at all." You feel that the heat all over your body must be due to the hallucinations caused by the fear in your heart, don't be afraid, it's okay for a man to be injured. β
There had always been a strange atmosphere between the two of them in the cave, which was suddenly destroyed by Yingluo's ungentle movements and ridiculous words.
Qin Yan: "......"
Seeing Yingluo's words, he leaned over again to sprinkle medicine on his wound, so he reached out and took the medicine bottle, and said, "I'll come by myself." β
Yingluo raised her eyes and glanced at Qin Yan, seeing that he had a cold face and an expressionless face, she couldn't understand for a while whether this person was stingy and angry, but even if she was unhappy, Yingluo didn't plan to coax him.
Just sprinkle medicine on the left and right sides of the wound and bandage it, Yingluo simply clapped her hands and stood up, and said, "You bandage it slowly, and I'll go and change my clothes later." β
After that, she didn't wait for Qin Yan to answer and walked briskly to the back cave of the cave. Qin Yan wasn't really angry, but in view of the fact that the breath that blew on her legs when she approached before seemed to be lingering for a long time, he didn't dare to let her help with the medicine anymore, it can be seen that she got up and left so neatly, he felt that it was not very good in his heart, and he couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Yingluo's distant back, and his already cold face darkened a little.
Yingluo went around the back hole, hid behind a rock, quickly took off her clothes, put on her coat that had been dried by the fire, and washed off the muddy sand and gravel on her clothes by the edge of the pool, and then wrung the water and carried her middle coat out.
When she came out, she saw that Xiaoyue had returned to the cave at some point, and was curled up beside Qin Yan, licking her face and begging to be touched, with two gray rabbits that had been bitten off their necks and a grass-yellow roe deer that had not died.
Qin Yan rubbed Xiaoyue's hair with his hand, Xiaoyue squinted, stretched out her tongue from time to time to lick Qin Yan's hand with a look of enjoyment, and the bonfire next to her was burning, emitting a dim and warm light, softly enveloping the man and the wolf snuggling him. The man's gaze has never been gentle, and there is even a hint of a smile on the corner of his lips, and even the wolf's gaze, Yingluo seems to have seen some smiles strangely.
Yingluo felt that she must be crazy to have this hallucination, and only thought of Qin Yan's previous words, he said that Xiaoyue was his relative, and Yingluo really realized it at this moment.
The picture is undoubtedly very peaceful and beautiful, but it is very discordant, aren't the wolves extremely ferocious and aggressive? Aren't wolves afraid of fire?
Yingluo felt that her knowledge accumulation of more than twenty years had been overturned by this strange scene, she stepped over and stared at Xiaoyue, and smiled in surprise: "Are you sure it's not a dog in wolf's clothing?" β
Qin Yan didn't look at it when he heard the sound, but Xiaoyue seemed to be annoyed that she, an outsider, had disturbed the good time with his master, and let out a muffled cry of displeasure, and the cold and faint wolf eyes suddenly shot over.
The sky outside was already dark, and at this moment, the wolf's eyes were becoming more and more green and shiny, and Sen Han stared at Yingluo coldly, so she immediately rubbed beside Qin Yan quietly, and shrunk her head.
Xiaoyue turned back disdainfully, and continued to lick the hand that her master had placed on her kneeβ
Off topic β
Qin Yan: You look at the face of the master, take responsibility!
Luoluo: Huh? Do you think you're Mu Wanqing?
Qin Yan: Who is Mu Wanqing?
Luoluo: A poor woman who has been abandoned from the beginning to the end
Qin Yan: I didn't think that Ye was Mu Wanqing, so you can't give up on Ye from the beginning, be responsible
Luoluo: Ahhh