"That, beautiful sister, don't get me wrong, there's really nothing between the master and the goods?"

Faced with the strangeness in Leng Wanwan's eyes, Jiujiu finally couldn't help wiping a handful of cold sweat and subconsciously blurted out an explanation. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Maybe she didn't expect her to explain to herself, Leng Wanwan was slightly stunned.

Women love beauty, and Leng Wanwan is no exception, Jiujiu said 'beautiful sister', and immediately changed his opinion of her.

But before she could say anything, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside, and she couldn't help frowning slightly.

In the next second, the maid at home appeared at the door, "Miss Wanwan, the master asked you to go to the study, and Miss Dongfang is also there!" ”

"Go back and tell the master, I'll go over in a while!" Leng Wanwan nodded, and turned to look at Jiujiu behind him.

"You take a rest here first, someone will call you when you eat!" Drop a word, turn around and walk out.

After taking a few steps and stopping, he turned to look at her, "You'd better stay in your room and don't walk around!" ”

Jiujiu's heart moved, of course he didn't put her words in his ears, but his face was silent, "Master knows!" ”

Seeing her figure disappear into the distance, Jiujiu frowned slightly, she could hear the conversation between her and the maid just now.

But that's okay, she's worried that she can't find a chance to run away, and it's important to run away while the little thief hasn't come back yet.

The gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, stay in the green mountains, and I am afraid that there will be no firewood!

Just as she opened the door and was about to escape, Leng Yan, who was supposed to listen to the teachings in the study, suddenly appeared in front of her.

Stretched out his hand and quickly sealed her acupoint, gritting his teeth with a smug face, "Labor and management know that you stinky Taoist priest is going to escape!" ”

"Stinky boy, let go of the master!" Jiujiu glared at him with a dark face, and after a thousand calculations, he didn't count this.

This thing can actually point to the acupoint, the internal breath is completely sealed, and he can't rush through the acupoint, so he can only stay motionless and poke him fiercely with his eyes.

Leng Yan held a rope in his hand, ignored her murderous gaze, and slowly approached with a smile, "Stinky Daoist, Uncle Ben wants you to taste what it feels like to be bound." ”

"Stinky boy, you'd better not fall into the hands of the master, the master loves to hold grudges, you are dead!"

Listening to her threat, Leng Yan smiled proudly, and shook the rope in his hand, "It just so happens that Uncle Ben also loves to hold grudges!" ”

Looking at the second goods in front of him who was smiling with an underwhelming face, Jiujiu was annoyed, and his reputation was ruined in the hands of this funny man.

"Stinky Taoist, I didn't expect you to have this time, this is the current world!" Sneered sneered.

Jiujiu rolled his eyes, simply closed his eyes and didn't look at his underbeaten face, and wanted to beat him every minute.

"Hehe, it turns out that you will be scared too!" The mockery from the demons echoed in his ears.

"What do you want to do, stinky boy?"

Jiujiu opened his eyes and looked helplessly at the slowly approaching goods, the corners of his eyes twitched, feeling like a little white sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

I couldn't move, I could only watch him approach step by step with the rope, and he was a dog.

Leng Yan had a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, ignoring her angry gaze, three strikes and five divisions would tie her tightly.

Stretched out his hand and took out a wolf pen from his back, laughed so loudly that he gritted his teeth and said, "You finally fell into the hands of Uncle Ben!" ”

"Stinky boy, you can kill but not be humiliated, you have the ability to let go of the master......"

Jiujiu finally knows what it means to be evil, and it is impossible to live if it is evil.

Looking at the approaching with a brush in his hand, he smiled proudly and said coldly, his face changed slightly, and he instinctively wanted to step back.

The cold touch, lightly brushed like a feather, a little itchy, a little weird, gently brushed against the cheeks;

Until the nose was filled with a strong scent of ink, accompanied by the movement of cold words, a big turtle with its incomparably ugly face slowly took shape on Jiujiu's delicate face.

"Haha, Uncle Ben is really a genius!" Leng Yan looked at his work with a smug face.

Only then did I find that the stinky Taoist priest who was destroyed by him had rarely cooperated quietly until now, not noisy or noisy, and it was unusual.

Until there was a low sobbing sound in his ears, the body of the thing stiffened, and he lowered his head a little stiffly.

When he saw the tears in the corners of Jiujiu's eyes, the smile on his face slowly solidified, and he became helpless.

", stinky Taoist, you, why are you crying? Uncle Ben, I'm just kidding! ”

Leng Yan looked at Jiujiu who was crying silently at a loss, and was so anxious that he scratched his head and cheeks for a while, not knowing what to do!

Jiujiu didn't say anything, just silently shed tears, and the cold cold water dripped down on the smooth ground, splashing beautiful splashes.

Leng Yan was really panicked this time, he originally just wanted to joke with her, and never wanted to make her cry.

Besides, how did he know that this stinky Taoist priest would cry, and watching her cry, his heart was inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Hey, don't cry, isn't it okay for Uncle Ben to apologize to you, a manly man, how can you cry when you cry, like a woman?"

Leng Yan hurriedly wiped her tears, apologized guiltily, and regretted it so much that her intestines were blue

"Please don't cry, as long as you don't cry, let Uncle Ben do anything!"

"Do you really mean what you say?" Jiujiu choked up, raised his tearful eyes and looked at him, I saw pity for the pear blossom with the rain and the pitiful appearance, but I just ignored the calculation that flashed in her eyes.

Sure enough, Lin Dashao didn't lie to her, ninety percent of the men couldn't help but tear offensive, although it was a bit embarrassing, but a manly man, he could bend and stretch, it was no big deal (obviously, this thing forgot the fact that he was a woman).

Leng Yan didn't expect that he had been tricked, and he couldn't wait to nod his head, "As long as you don't cry, you can do anything to Uncle Ben!" ”

The essence of Jiujiu's eyes flashed, and it was gone in the blink of an eye, and he lowered his eyelids, "Then you will unlock the master's acupoint!" ”

"What do you want to do?" A trace of vigilance flashed in Leng Yan's eyes, and he looked at her vigilantly.

I always feel that something seems to be wrong, this cunning stinky Taoist priest can't be playing any tricks again, right?

Perhaps sensing his hesitation, Jiujiu had no choice but to add a dose of fierce medicine, reach out and pinch it his leg.

Her crying was uncontrollable, tears sliding down the corners of her eyes and wetting her clothes.

Leng Yan was frightened by her tears, and wiped her tears in a panic.

It's a pity that this time the tears came quickly and urgently, and he couldn't stop it, in a hurry, he almost subconsciously reached out to untie her acupoint, "Don't cry!" ”

There was a quick stroke of success in his eyes, and as soon as the acupoint was solved, the next second, the silver needle in Jiujiu's hand had been inserted into his neck. (To be continued.) )