It is soft to the touch and slightly cool.

Qinghui hesitated and looked at his palm.

I saw his cheek come over again, and gently rubbed it on her palm, "Angry? Where do you see I'm angry? ”

His voice sounded the same cold and indifferent tone as before.

Qinghui tilted his head to look at him, and then propped himself up again, trying to get up from his arms and go to get food from the table.

But before he could get up, he was pressed back into his arms.

Qinghui: ......

If you say you're not angry, she's going to make trouble.

Looking at Qinghui's lazy eyes looking at him, with a little dissatisfaction, Zhou Yiqing finally laughed, "Okay, I'm a little angry again." ”

"Angry at what?"

What's there to be angry about?

You just ate Lord Spirit Sword's bun in the Abyssal Giant, and Lord Spirit Sword hasn't been angry with you yet.

"It's okay to think about Peking duck." It's not okay to worry about people.

Especially a man.

Zhou Yiqing narrowed his eyes, he still had a sense of crisis.

Wen Yin looks soft and weak, as if he is very protective, although he usually does not have much contact with the preferences of these little girls, but when he was still in the army, he had heard that someone's girlfriend ran away with this kind of little milk dog.

Qinghui reacted.

"I'm just thinking about Peking duck."

What else is Lord Spirit Sword thinking about?

At most, I'm going to think about how to bring you back.

Qinghui thought about it so ramblingly, and realized that he was becoming more and more Buddha, and he was obviously pursuing the fast and efficient drag of this sword back.

As a result, he is now more and more proficient in mixing in these planes.

But it's good to eat and drink, but it's okay.

There are also people who give money, as meal tickets, and as bed warmers.

Qinghui felt that he was still quite comfortable.

It's just that now there is a deep doubt.

How did this guy cultivate in the first place and still be able to break the soul into pieces?

You must know that if the spirit sword wants to cultivate the sword spirit, it is all cultivated from the fragments of the divine soul, there are countless swords in the world, and in fact, there are very few spirit swords that can really go this far.

So it's enough to imagine how powerful a spirit sword divine soul is.

Although Qinghui was strange before, he didn't think deeply about it.

It's just that when I think about it now, the more I think about it, the more strange it becomes.

What did this guy do to make his soul fragments like this?

How many planes are there.

That's about the same time, right?

Qinghui exhaled softly.

Then I saw this man come up again, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Obviously, you came to tease me first, don't worry about other things, even other men."

His voice was faint, with a slight hint of vinegar.

Qinghui has always been used to being straightforward, and when he heard this, he subconsciously spoke, "What man?" ”

How did she not know?

Zhou Yiqing paused.

My gut feeling like something was wrong.

I saw Qinghui's eyes narrow, "You won't be talking about Wen Yin, right?" ”

The light coffee was surprised.

Ay? Yes, at this time, Lord Qinghui's reaction was very fast.

Hearing Qinghui say this, he looked up at him again.

Zhou Yiqing felt that something was wrong this time, frowned and thought about it carefully, what information seemed to flash in his mind.