Looking at the entire Jinyu, except for Xiao Ziyu, no one can reach such a peak level and analyze the distribution of Snow City so thoroughly.

Ling Luo gently picked up the kettle placed on the side, and then poured the already cold tea on the drawing, the water stains slowly soaked the ink on the paper, and the delicate and precise lines were stained into large patches of blue and black, until Ling Luo couldn't distinguish the handwriting.

Although this little trick will not erase the tricks and strategies in that person's mind, in the end, it will still delay the forward progress of the Jinyu army for a few days, after all, the Lord will still need to stay up for a few days and nights to draw drawings to complete various arrangements if he wants to inform everyone of his thoughts, and what Ling Luo has to do is to take advantage of the blank period of these few days to make a big fuss.

At this point, Ling Luo's mission to come to hear the news had been successfully completed, but her footsteps stopped at the door of the small room, and there was no way to leave like this.

As long as she thought that the person who was asleep here might be the one who made her miss him, Ling Luo's heart was like a thousand paws scratching together, itching and hurting.

After all, emotions prevailed, and Ling Luo's hand slowly touched the curtain blocking the inner room, but the subtle moans coming from inside made her stop.

Fang Cai Ling Luo put all his body and mind on the drawings, and the sound insulation of this camp tent was very good, so she didn't notice any sound at all, but near the inner room, she clearly heard a familiar and unfamiliar voice at this time.

The man's low and hoarse gasp and the woman's coquettish moaning are intertwined into a ** charming tune, when will this sound be made Ling Luo knows very well, because on the eve of Xiao Ziyu's disappearance, she has transformed from a girl to a woman, and Ling Luo understands the artistic conception described by the words "Joy of Fish and Water" and "Wushan Yunyu".

Ling Luo herself was more sensitive to sound, and the voices of the two people who came out of the room across the curtain were all from people she used to know very well, the female was Yun Ji, and the male was Xiao Ziyu.

Ling Luo's heart turned a thousand times and pondered countless times, and the sour, spicy, and bitter tastes were all tasted in an instant, and the battle in her mind was as if heaven and man were fighting, but in the end, she still slowly lowered her hand, and no longer had the strength to raise her arm.

Sensing that the person outside the tent had gone away, the eyes of the two people who were lingering in the room flashed, and the ambiguous ** movements also stopped.

Although Yun Ji's breathing was still a little unsteady, her tone was extremely serious and serious, and there was a little more coquettishness in her soft and tactful voice on weekdays, "Young Master, did you really let her go like this?" ”

The man's body moved slightly, and in an instant, he had pressed Yun Ji's soft and tender body under him, and that peerless face was undoubtedly Xiao Ziyu, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of amorous smiles.

Xiao Ziyu didn't fail to answer Yun Ji's words, he didn't like to be understood by others, even the closest woman around him couldn't trespass, he lightly picked the corner of his lips and hooked a charming smile, "The Spring Festival is short, Yun'er is so inattentive, but it should be punished!" ”

After a burst of laughter, the room was filled with spring love again, but Xiao Ziyu, who was working hard, didn't notice that the inexplicable emotions flashed in the eyes of Yun Ji, who had red cheeks and was confused.