The young man looked back, his thin lips hooked slightly, and the demagogic smile instantly dispersed into the wind.

At this moment, Qiao Le's heartbeat sped up a little, so fast that she couldn't suppress it.

First, because Jun Yan in front of him is not a man, he always wants to use beauty to blind her.

As for these two......

In Jun Yan's eyes, the girl who was looking at her intently a second ago had already looked past him and looked at the huge martial arts arena behind him.

The red lips are slightly open, and the eyes are full of salivation.

That's right, it's coveted.

I want it, I want it......

Countless barrages floated through Qiao Le's mind, almost making her want to pull Jun Yan uncontrollably and walk forward quickly.

Just ask, what else can make her Qiao Le's heart beat faster?

In addition to Jun Yan's beauty, it is estimated that only leeks remain.

Qiao Le felt that Jun Yan was simply the savior on her non-chief road, the immortal on the way to cut leeks, because as long as she followed him, she could meet patches of leeks.

And these leeks are all of high quality, which makes her salivate.

Yes, is that a sea of people behind Jun Yan?

It's simply a sea of leeks, not the chief's desire!

One, two, three, thirty......

Qiao Le is counting, counting these green and unusually lush, maybe they can get her rid of the thunder in an instant and regain her new life.

So, it's really not that she is unproductive, it's really Jun Yan who gave too much.

When those people were watching her just now, she hadn't noticed it, but now when she looked closely, she even had a red fire circulating in the center of her eyebrows.

Oh my God, where is this king's palace deserted?

Not good?

Who says it's bad?

She Qiao Le was the first to disagree.

God knows how much she wishes the King's Mansion was her home at the moment, let her ****** take care of it.

After all, the love of non-chiefs is so unpretentious and boring.

Like a storm, it will come.

Looking back, Qiao Le immediately took Jun Yan's hand, and said with a blushing gaze:

"Think, you have to think, Jun Yan, your life will be my life in the future, your home will be my home, I will rely on you, the kind you will not leave if you drive me."

This remark, what she Qiao Le said was heartfelt and conclusive.

If there is half a lie, she will be thundered and will not die well.

If she came to the King's Mansion with Jun Yan at the beginning, it was because she couldn't do without him and had to come.

Then she is definitely willing now.

To put it mildly, if Jun Yan wants to drive her away now, she will definitely squat down immediately, hugging Jun Yan's thigh and crying, saying that she will not leave, and she will not leave even if she is killed.

There's no way, everything is fate, and it's not up to anyone.

That's life.

Looking at Qiao Le's sincere expression, Jun Yan couldn't help laughing.

Your life is my life?

Your home is my home?

If you chase me, I won't leave?

It turned out that the consciousness of this little goblin was even higher than he imagined.

But the first time she came, she already regarded the King's Mansion as her home?

With a low smile in his eyes, Jun Yan's heart warmed.

In fact, he didn't think that the King's Mansion was his home, and to put it more bluntly, he didn't even know where it was.

The concept of home was foreign and distant to him.

What is home?

Is there a person who waits, someone who reads, someone who looks forward to it, and someone who guards it, is it home?

If that's the case, then is there a place for Qiao Le, a little goblin, even if it's home?

Jun Yan thought quietly, and felt that his mood had changed for the better.

Jole's happiness is simple.

The same is true of his Junyan's happiness.