Dare to be kind, she is obsessed with cultivation every day, either going to the library tower to find Master Yanbang to listen to the teachings, or going to Yanguang Valley to cultivate the Rhinitis Prison, she trusts him and believes him, but he is alone in the schoolroom!

"But Miss Ling, don't be angry." Su Ze accompanied the smiling face, knowing in his heart that they were a couple, and immediately reassured, "Brother Ling Yu hasn't done anything out of the ordinary, and he has always ......ignored Senior Sister Ye."

Before she finished speaking, Ling Luo's figure disappeared in front of her eyes, and she pushed aside the crowd of onlookers, with a cold face, and squeezed to the front.

"I'm not available, you can go."

"Ling Gongzi, since you are not free, Rou'er is not reluctant, this is Rou'er's intention, you can accept it." Ye Fengrou was holding a purple purse with a cross-necked mandarin duck embroidered on it, "This is embroidered by someone himself." ”

The onlookers couldn't help but breathe.

The mandarin duck purse embroidered by Senior Sister Ye herself, or the mandarin duck with the neck crossed, isn't this a charming hint......

"What the hell, two ducks, ugly." Ling Luo stepped forward, with a thin smile on his lips, snatched the purple purse from Ye Fengrou's hand, and put it in the palm of his hand to look at it, "Tsk, with such a vulgar color as purple, this makes a big man, how much courage does he have to dare to wear it on his body?" ”

Being ridiculed in public was something Ye Fengrou had never experienced, her face turned pale and she wanted to cry.

The style of raising his head and raising his eyebrows was so pitiful that the hearts of the onlookers couldn't help but pinch up.

Xuanyuan Yu saw Ling Luo rushing over with a black face, his words were mean, not only was he not angry, but he was about to fly happily in his heart.

She was jealous.

Looking at the severity of her vinegar, you can see how much she cares about herself in her heart.

Ling Luo snorted coldly, the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were full of mockery, she shook the purple mandarin duck purse in her hand, looked at Xuanyuan Yu, and said, "Yu, do you like it?" ”

"No, no, no, no! I don't like it at all! Xuanyuan Yu hurriedly corrected his attitude, stared at Ling Luo directly, and said, "I hate it." ”

He saw that the color in Ling Luo's eyes had disappeared a little, and he added another sentence, looking extremely dog-legged: "Luo'er is right, ugly, ugly, I dislike it!" ”

Xuanyuan Yu's statement immediately made Ye Fengrou embarrassed, and a glass heart fell to pieces.

"Young Master Yu, how can you ......" At this moment, Senior Sister Ye really cried.

Tears are a woman's best weapon, she knows this very well, heroes are sad about beauties, who knows-

"I can't do anything, Luo'er is my fiancée, as long as she says it, I will obey it." Xuanyuan Yu wrapped his long arms and placed them on Ling Luo's shoulders affectionately, putting on a proud appearance that I am a wife and slave.

Ling Luo moved his shoulders, avoided a certain wolf claw without a trace, lifted the mandarin duck purse, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and his eyes suddenly crossed a deeper color.

"Shameless!" She scolded sharply and threw the mandarin duck purse on Ye Fengrou's face, "You dare to use this kind of spice for flirtatiousness?" ”

The expression on Ye Fengrou's face froze, and the tears stopped so stiffly, a look of surprise crossed her eyes, and her voice was slightly flustered: "What hibiscus hook, I don't understand what you're talking about." ”