Chapter 65: Tell me, what are you thinking?

After freshening up, Luo Tianfeng had just closed the door when a cool breeze blew behind him.

She turned quickly, looking cold, ready to strike.

When the familiar ghost face fell into view, she gave a blank look and walked to the side.

"Next time, can you go through the main entrance?" Walked to the table and sat down, she arrived at two cups of tea, picked one up herself, and drank it to herself.

Next time?

A pair of eyes that were exposed outside, and the smile deepened, "It seems that you will take the initiative to find me a second time, but next time you shouldn't have to think about the night from dusk, right?" ”

Luo Qianfeng turned her head to look out the window, and what she saw was exactly where the two secret guards were.

"They're telling you everything!" Be loyal!

The two of them who were hiding in the shadows, when they saw Luo Tianfeng looking over, shrunk their necks, and only felt a chill in their backs.

They wanted to weep in their hearts without tears, and said, "Girl, they must listen to the master's commands!"

"Tell me, what are you thinking?" The tall figure walked up to her, bent over and approached, the two facing each other, no more than an inch apart.

The words are so domineering that they cannot be refused!

The familiar girl's fragrance wafted into her breath, and her ink eyes flashed in confusion.

Luo Tianfeng wrinkled his face and leaned back, trying to distance the distance between the two.

But someone didn't intend to distance himself from her any longer, and held her shoulders with both hands.

"Huh? Why don't you say it? "The low voice is full of evil and bewitchment, beautiful and charming.

"I'm just not used to begging people, and then I thought, since you are dominating my master, the apprentice should ask the master to do something, otherwise why do you want the master to do something?" Luo Qingfeng said indifferently.

Looking directly at those inky eyes, she was shocked to find that there was nothing to see in these eyes except for a smile.

"Oh, admit that I'm your master?" The ghost-faced man chuckled, a low, chuckle echoing through the room.

"Don't admit it's useful?" He's so domineering.

Slender fingers caressed her face, and black eyes stared at her tightly, not letting go of the slightest expression on her face.

His fingertips touched the dampness, and he looked away, putting a little distance between the two of them, and then frowned under the mask.

Her long hair was scattered and dripping with water, and she was still dressed very thinly.

He got up, glanced around the room, then got up and strode to the side.

The man in front of him walked away, and Luo Tianfeng suddenly felt relieved, and then he was stunned.

She should be angry, right?

This man clearly promised her that he would not touch her casually!

Thinking of this, she stood up, turned to look at the man who walked away, and said, "Hey, I said ......"

However, before she could finish speaking, she was pulled by a force, and her body fell down, and then she fell into a wide embrace.

She sat on the man's lap on her side, her body in his arms, and there was almost no gap in her upper body.

Luo Qianfeng raised his head, condensed spiritual power in his hand, and quickly counterattacked.

The man who pulled her into his arms, as if he had known what she was going to do, immediately trapped her hands.

"You ......"

"Well, dry your hair, and I'll let you go." A soft voice rang in my ears

Luo Tianfeng frowned, lowered his eyes and glanced at the strands of hair scattered on his chest, only to find that it was still dripping.

"I can do it myself!" She gritted her teeth.

The man didn't let go, as if he hadn't heard what Luo Tianfeng said, took the dry handkerchief on the side, and wiped the dripping green silk.

"Hey! Did you hear me say that! Luo Qian Feng struggled.

Is he deaf?