Xuan Ye's pure and moist eyes showed a provocative smile, and with a hook of his hand, he scooped her into his arms again: "What, Senior Sister Chu is going to throw it away when she runs out of use?"

Chu Yuanyang didn't know what kind of wind this Xuan Ye was pumping, and he struggled hard in his arms, but his seemingly slender and weak arms were like steel tempered thousands of times, firmly binding her, and she couldn't shake it even if she used brute force.

After struggling a few times to no avail, he simply nestled in his arms and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want?"

Looking at the little wolf cub in his arms who was like a tooth and claw for a while, and like a little wild cat who temporarily put away his claws, Xuan Ye smiled softly like a moon, and asked instead of answering: "Shouldn't I ask you this?"

Chu Yuanyang's heart was depressed: "I have already explained to you, the matter of Fang Cai is purely an expedient measure, how can you be so stingy as a big man." ”

"Senior Sister Chu's expedient measure, but Xuan is serious, what do you say?" Xuan Ye lowered his eyes and looked at her, his eyelashes flickering like a small fan.

His voice was intimate and low, as if whispering to a lover.

Chu Yuanyang couldn't help but look up at him with some stunned eyes.

He has a light and elegant smile on his face, and his eyes like a new moon are playful, playful, cunning, and there is an undercurrent hidden under the warm jade, but there is no trace of affection.

Her momentarily confused look, clear, bent her arm and pushed back hard, Xuan Ye had already sensed her intentions, and grabbed the restless hand one step ahead of her.

Unconvinced, she stretched out her other hand and bent her elbow again.

The corners of Xuan Ye's lips curled up and locked her other hand, and the two hands were grabbed by him on the left and right, at this moment, he was no longer the noble son she was familiar with, such as a strong pine and a warm sun and a breeze, but a little like the frivolous scoundrel who teased women from good families.

It's just that even if he makes this horrific act, he is still elegant and handsome, and his romance is infinite.

Sure enough, a good skin bag is an advantage!

Chu Yuanyang's unrelenting luck of gathering spirits wanted to force him to let go.

Xuan Ye's cultivation was more than one level higher than hers, and with a slight use of spiritual power, he forced the spiritual power she gathered back into his body.

The outer Bi Fang inside the spiritual sea was willing to help, but in order to avoid unnecessary trouble caused by his existence, he had to lie down in the spiritual sea and pretend to be dead.

"Senior Brother Xuanye, what do you want, give me a happy word. Chu Yuanyang couldn't move left and right, took a deep breath, and tried his best to keep his mind calm and "pleasant".

It's a pity that Xuan Ye didn't eat her: "Senior sister Fang Cai didn't call Xuan like this." ”

Chu Yuanyang's face froze: "Senior Brother Xuanye wouldn't treat me like this." ”

Her white cheeks were flushed, her eyebrows were frowning, she didn't know whether she was ashamed or angry, her apricot-like eyes were puffed out, her rose-like bewitching lips were tightly pursed, and her cheeks were hooked with a shallow pear vortex.

Xuan Ye stared at her for a long time, and his hot gaze seemed to outline her face one by one, until he stayed on those gorgeous lips.

Her lips are very bright and moist, faintly shining, like cherries after rain, exuding a sweet fragrance of fruits and vegetables, and the fragrance is rich and intriguing.

"What are you doing?" Looking at the handsome face who was getting closer and closer to him, Chu Yuanyang panicked in his heart, and wanted to reach out against him to get closer, but his hands were firmly grasped by him and he couldn't break free.

While listening to her flustered questioning, Xuan Ye seemed to have expelled the possessed demon from his body in an instant, and returned to his usual elegant Ruolan-like appearance, as if he was not the one who had just made the color of Meng Lang.

"What does Senior Sister Chu think?" Xuan Ye blushed when he saw that she didn't know whether she was ashamed or annoyed, and asked loudly, wanting to tease her.

Seeing him coming towards him again, Chu Yuanyang quickly turned his head in a panic and dodged his head.

Xuan Ye's picturesque eyebrows were haloed with a layer of crystal clear light sensitivity, and the smile on his lips was even stronger, deliberately leaning to her ear, her earlobes were very round and full, like a pearl of warm jade, shiny and delicate and silky, his throat tightened, and the ghost made the god peck on the earlobe like a jade bead.

Chu Yuanyang only felt that there seemed to be a feather brushing lightly in her ears, and with an unfamiliar hot and humid breath, it poured into her limbs, and there seemed to be an itchy electric current gradually swimming in the tendons, making her stiff, and her brain exploded like fireworks and firecrackers.

Xuan Ye, who was originally in a joking mentality, was also stunned, obviously even he didn't think that he would make such a frivolous move.

"Huh!" At this moment, a sneer from nowhere interrupted a certain obscure aura of sublimation between the two.

Hearing this sweet voice, the two of them looked at each other intently.

The purple robe hunted in the breeze like a butterfly with broken wings, ups and downs, the ingenious facial features sink like water, and the face covered by the scarlet afterglow is particularly distinct, especially the center of the eyebrows is a little vermilion, almost like a red blood bead like a gorgeous rouge.

"Senior Brother Feng!" Seeing his appearance by an acquaintance, Chu Yuanyang couldn't care about the discomfort in his heart, and his conditioned reflex struggled, and he shouted at Xuan Ye: "Don't let go of me yet." ”

Still Xuan Ye continued to hold her without persistence, and let go slightly, she escaped from his clamps and pinched her wrist that was scratched.

"Hehuan Sect?" Xuan Ye said this to the wind.

Xuan Ye didn't know Feng Lige, but Feng Lige knew Xuan Ye, but he didn't plan to pay attention to Xuan Ye, but said to Chu Yuanyang: "You can't come yet?"

Xuan Ye smiled good-naturedly, without the embarrassment and annoyance of being deliberately ignored.

Listening to his rather commanding tone, Chu Yuanyang, who was originally quite happy to see him, had a small face, and said lightly: "Why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here if you can be here?"

Looking at his face that was thinner and haggard than before, and his demeanor that was not as heroic as before, Chu Yuanyang guessed that he was afraid that he had never returned to the sect since he was separated from him.

With his appearance, Chu Yuanyang couldn't say anything too ugly for a while, and after nodding at him lightly, he faced Xuan Ye and said goodbye with his fists: "Thank you Senior Brother Xuan Ye for sending him all the way, I will go back to the sect first, and I will see you again." ”

Xuan Ye looked at Chu Yuanyang with bright eyes, and glanced meaningfully at the beautiful Feng Lige, before he said in harmony: "Senior Sister Chu, we will meet again soon." ”

"Let's go!" Feng Lige didn't wait for the two to look at each other, walked two steps quickly, stretched out his long arm, and grabbed Chu Yuanyang's hand and walked towards Qingturbid Mountain.

Chu Yuanyang glanced at him, but he didn't struggle, letting him hold his hand.

Feng Lige deliberately suddenly quickened her pace, and she was unsuspectingly stumbled by him, causing him to sneer in a low voice.

She suppressed her anger and tried to pull her hand out of his hand, but he grabbed it tighter.

Xuan Ye silently looked at the backs of the two angry and playful figures, a pair of clear and elegant eyes, as if glued to the hands of the two of them, until the figures walked farther and farther, smaller and smaller, until they disappeared in his sight, then they retracted their complicated and incomprehensible sight.