Wu Yue stopped and turned back.

His eyes were pale and there was no emotion, which calmly made Cheng Pingxi a little frightened, and that kind of gaze made him slightly stunned.

He realized that his suspicions might bring harm to Yueyue.

Cheng Pingxi was about to change his words, when he heard the girl opposite speak unhurriedly.

"If you say yes, you say no, you don't." She said lightly, as if she didn't care about this blood relationship.

The hand behind him is slightly shaken.

Something that can be skipped with a joke, she responds seriously. It's not serious, it's like playing ball, and kicking this potato back to Cheng Pingxina, as if he was tempting.

Cheng Pingxi stepped forward quickly, wrapped his hand around the girl's back, and gently grabbed her wrist.

The tight strings were loose, soft, firm and powerful: "I said that I would make a lot of money for my sister to spend, and you will always be my sister, dear." ”

"And ......"

Wu Yue raised her eyes.

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The light near the balcony was dim, and the silhouette fell on the raised curtain, and the long eyelashes drooped: "Also, your posture just now is very handsome." ”

The girl looked at him with a soft smile in her eyes: "This sounds comfortable." ”

Cheng Pingxi swallowed a handful of saliva consciously, looking at Wu Yue's smile, he realized that if he doubted the second sentence just now, he might be thrown off the balcony by her—look at this terrible smile.

[Witch God: Isn't it gentle?? 】

[Don't blame the witch god, her expression management ability is average hhh]

[I guess my brother just wanted to dig a pit for the witch god to jump, but he didn't expect to be countered by the army]

【Minister's secondment】

[If the witch god doesn't want this brother anymore, he will probably hug the witch god's thigh and beg for forgiveness hahahahaha]

"I was wrong sister, I shouldn't have asked that question."

“……”

"Sister, I know my mistake."

"You're right, I'm not angry."

Cheng Pingxi Automatic Translator: You are at fault, I am very angry.

He hurriedly said: "The remuneration for recording variety shows has arrived, in addition to mine, there is also yours." Sister, it's useless for my brother to take the money, I'll transfer both copies to you. ”

Wu Yue raised her head slowly, "I'm not angry anymore. ”

Cheng Pingxi secretly compared.

"Come on, come on, your hair hasn't dried yet."

As a result, Wu Yue once again enjoyed the hair drying service provided by the top version of the shampoo brother.

-

"How could a dignified monster get sick, it's just a fantasy!" Bao Xinbao jumped to his feet angrily next to the sofa in the hall of Yan Chi's imperial house.

Wen Ray, who was standing opposite him, also had a headache, "We are now losing our wife and losing our soldiers." ”

Bao Xinbao suddenly felt that something was wrong, and paused: "Is this how you use this?" ”

Wen Lei also paused, and then waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "...... Pretty much the same. ”

Auditor Long Jingyuan pondered.

The lights in the hall were bright, but it seemed that they would never reach his eyes, and the darkness was like an abyss, and the void was gloomy.

"Two, you go and invite Miss Wu Yue." Long Jingyuan hesitated for a few moments and said, "Ah Yu has done this for me, and I can't live up to it. ”

Bao Xinbao frowned: "What did you live up to?" You mean the boss for you—"

"Buns."

The cold voice sounded slowly, stopping Bao Xinbao's mouth without saying anything.

The boy walked out of the bedroom, his clear blue eyes faintly falling, with a little cold gaze. The inky blue pupils seemed to sink into the dark sky of a deep well.

The long black hair hung down to the waist, and the noble and lazy facial features were a little aggressive and cold at the moment: "I'm fine, vomit some blood, and don't die." ”