Chapter Eighty-Seven: It's Not Too Late for a Gentleman to Take Revenge for Ten Years

Finished.

In this way, this bath will not be able to be washed.

Jin Shanlan generally wiped the young master's back first and escaped from the young master's room.

She felt like she had been poured into ecstasy soup, and she couldn't help but stare at her. Flutteringly, it seems that his feet have not stepped on the ground.

What the hell is this? It's all self-defeating!

Squatting at the back door of this inn, Jin Shanlan has been in a trance like this for a long time.

Waiting for Ye Tian to pack up his things and come out, and then, looking forward and waiting, he kept looking at the threshold.

Xiao Yu quickly realized that his god was not guarding, and Jin Shanlan felt that a slap could not make him sober up.

So, he banged his forehead against the wall.

It's not light or heavy, it's not that you want to cut yourself, or you just want to hit your ears and clear your eyes and feel comfortable.

She's out of character!

Messy, words and deeds! said that she wanted to point out the way forward for the young master, but she was like this, how could she keep it clear?

It's messed up...... It's all messed up!

Jin Shanlan can't wait to grab the ground with her head and save her body. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I had a demon.

The smoke is not dispersed, and the gardenia is fragrant. Unable to disperse the ripples of water, that person's words are heavier than Mount Tai.

Perhaps, but the young master joked casually?

But when I think about it casually, my heart suddenly hurts. …… It was a thought of escaping, but it didn't bring her the slightest comfort or peace.

Is it just a casual remark on the spur of the moment? In a daze, Jin Shanlan, who knocked her forehead slightly red, immediately looked empty and froze.

Her forehead didn't hurt, but what was really uncomfortable was her heart, as if she had been pulled up.

If so, why? Ask yourself, she understands why. The young master's unprecedented words, but she went up and took it to heart.

No one had ever done this to her. Is it a joke? It's cruel in the end. The love of the same life, why doesn't she Jin Shanlan want to have a heart-to-heart relationship with Ye Tian?

is so entangled, full of heart, but there is no solution after all. She probably shouldn't have met Ye Tian at all. But who stook her to the Neon Immortal Palace?

All this fate would not have made her so at a loss!

With nowhere to vent, Jin Shanlan could only clench her fist and hit herself ruthlessly, so she smashed it against the wall so hard!

Regret not at the beginning, why did she go to the Neon Immortal Palace!

Why did she make a blood contract with Ye Tian, it was difficult to separate at this moment!

I hate myself for being so useless, and I owe the young master a life! Now it's even more unclear!

There was a thud, and the muffled sound was different from the crisp sound she had expected to grab her head on the ground.

A hand, neither big nor small, blocked her forehead. And with a very warm body temperature.

Jin Shan was stunned and looked up.

At first glance, it really feels like the heart is stopped.

When did the young master come out?

Have you already stood aside and looked at her stupid look carefully?

Blushing for a while, Jin Shanlan finally stopped being stupid.

"Young Master 。。。。。。" He also didn't know how to explain his strange behavior.

I can probably only say that I was confused in the bath, so I faced the wall in this corner and found soberness.

"I 。。。。。。" Jin Shanlan hesitated, didn't look at Ye Tian's eyes, afraid that she would reveal too much emotion.

"Confused in the bath?"

Ye Tian turned his back to Tianguang like this, packed his bags, and looked at her so understandingly.

It seems that this excuse is tacitly agreed.

He also thought about it for her.

Boom!

Kim Sun-ran swallowed a mouthful of saliva that swelled up because of nervousness, and she was speechless.

He looked up suddenly, still motionless and stunned at the man.

The smile is like a flower that has just bloomed, pure white, which makes people dare not have a trace of offense and slackness.

In awe, Jin Shanlan dared to swear to the sky, she really only had five bodies to admire the young master.

Admire him for his courage at a young age, admire his spirit, and Taishan collapsed before the color was unchanged.

The momentum is thousands, and it is indeed the awe-inspiring majesty that the young master of the Seven Killings should have.

It's her, who has always been old-eyed and dim, and treats him as a child who doesn't know the world.

I want to protect him, I want to be nice to him, I want to be nice to him.

Slowly, he even exceeded the rules, and he couldn't help but feel those trance and compassion for the young master, who didn't know where they came from.

Damn it!

Those messy thoughts should have been torn apart and thrown to the ends of the earth.

However, Jin Shanlan is so weak-hearted.

The young master is so smart, how can he seem to see through those duplicitous obstacles at a glance and want to cover up?

Let her tremble, and there is nowhere to hide her ghostly mind.