"I'm going to bathe, Wu Yue, you go down first and prepare." Murong Xue rubbed her temples and said slowly.

Wu Yue understood that after the interrogation of the master just now, the young lady must be tired.

"Yes, miss." Wu Yue blessed her body and went down to prepare.

watched Wu Yue disappear at the end of the corridor, turned around, and looked at July on the side, without saying anything for a long time.

In July, this time he took the initiative to ask: "Miss, is this something on your mind?" ”

Murong Xue shook her head.

July was silent.

After a long time, he slowly spoke: "If my mother or my brother come to ask you about my martial arts, you will say that you taught me." Murong Xue thought for a while, and felt that it was better to talk to July in advance. With her understanding of Murong Feng, he would definitely find Qi Qi to testify.

July's cold face was full of doubt.

However, Murong Xue didn't explain to her why, only leaving her with a tired and cold back.

July has always been curious, where Murong Xue's strange martial arts are taught, she is also half a Jianghu person, but why hasn't she seen the moves she used? And now she wants her to say that she taught it?

July was puzzled.

"Whew," Murong Xue returned to the bedroom, closed the door, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Dragged his tired body and leaned weakly against the threshold.

"It takes many, many lies to cover up a lie. Sure enough, the ancients must not deceive me! Murong Xue looked up at the roof and sighed.

I don't know if they Murong Zhong believes the lies she made up, with Murong Feng's IQ, he must not believe it.

Alas, she can't tell them that the real Murong Xue is dead, and the current Murong Xue is the ace agent Snow Fox of the twenty-first century, but it just so happens that she is also called Murong Xue!

People must think she's crazy.

Alas, I don't want to, whatever! Murong Xue is her, she is Murong Xue, this is an ironclad fact!

Murong Xue patted her head irritably.

"Wu Yue, add some hot water." Murong Xue leaned against the bathtub with a tired face and squinted lazily.

"Wu Yue, Wu Yue?" This girl usually waits behind the screen.

What's going on?

Don't.........

Murong Xue slapped the water with one hand, tapped the edge of the bathtub with her toes, turned around handsomely, blinked her eyes, and wore a snow-white robe casually. The long and waist-length green silk fluttered messily around the waist.

"Since when did the sixth prince of Yuze also start to be a flower thief?" Murong Xue looked at Wu Yue, who was knocked unconscious on the side, and Qiyue, who heard the movement and came, turned around and glanced at this uninvited guest with a slightly cold look.

That's right, this person in front of him is today's Xiahou Mobing.

The eyes are crystal clear and bright, revealing mystery and incomprehensible. The small and delicate nose, the small mouth as thin as a cherry, and the smile on the delicate and flawless face are pure and lovely. It may be the reason just after the bath, at this time the fair skin has two faint flushes, the baby-like skin blows and breaks, and the brake is cute.

Looking at Murong Xue like this, Xiahou Mobing lost his mind slightly for a moment.

Ten-year-old Murong Xue is like this, what kind of scenery should Murong Xue look like when she grows up?

Suddenly, Xiahou Mobing was a little looking forward to it.

"Sure enough, girl, you're still not suitable for talking, and as soon as you speak, you destroy this beauty." Xiahou Mobing walked up to Murong Xue, who had a cold face, and teased.

And July, with a murderous aura all over his body, stepped forward in front of Murong Xue.

"July, step aside."

"Haha...... don't worry, I don't eat people, I'm a good person." Xiahou Mobing looked at July's actions and suddenly laughed out loud.

The corners of the mouth slowly hooked a touch of arc, and suddenly, it was the weather of March, from haze and snow to clear sky, and it seemed that the condensed frost suddenly turned into bubbling spring water and bloomed gorgeous flowers.

The smiling Xiahou Mobing is like a cherry blossom in March, gentle and intoxicating.

"Damn, nymphomaniac again." Murong Xue cursed in a low voice.

Xiahou Mobing, who has excellent ears, smiled even more when he heard this.

"The guests are here, don't you have tea?" A deep, magnetic voice echoed in my ears.

“………”

"Do you still need help serving tea for uninvited guests?" Murong Xue raised her eyebrows and squinted at Xiahou Mobing.

At this time, his long hair was scattered like ink on his black clothes, and he only used a white belt to tie the hair in front of him at the back of his head, and his whole body exuded the same warm temperament as if bathed in the sun! The three-dimensional facial features carved like a sharp knife exude a pampering atmosphere at the moment, and the thin lips are pursed beautifully, staring at her with deep eyes that are so deep that they can't see the bottom.

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