"Oh?" Luo Xiaoxiao carefully looked at Beigong Yao and nodded in agreement: "This face is indeed good." ”

Beigong Yao's narrow eyes quickly swept over an obvious murderous intent.

"But such a beautiful face is ruined...... It's a shame. ”

Luo Xiaoxiao bent down and forcibly held Beigong Yao's jaw with his index finger, and his hot fingers ran across his face.

Her breath was equally hot, with a little smile in her eyes: "Why don't you beg me?" Maybe I'm in a good mood and I'll save your face. ”

Beigong Yao shook off her hand and twisted his face to the side.

"Toast, don't eat, eat and drink." Beigong Yong sneered coldly: "I'll see if he can get up hard." ”

The silver needle is burned red, and in this case, if it is pierced into the face, it will be a scar that cannot be erased for a lifetime.

And according to Beigong Yong's character, I want to know that this word will not be a good word.

Luo Xiaoxiao looked at it coldly, if Beigong Yao was the person who was last night, he would definitely not let himself fall to that point.

But as Beigong Yong approached, his struggles were limited to the struggles of ordinary people.

I can't see the appearance of martial arts at all.

Could it be that it wasn't him?

Luo Xiaoxiao groaned for a moment, and Beigong Yong's silver needle was already about to fall on his face.

"Alright."

Luo Xiaoxiao grabbed Beigong Yong's hand and coughed twice: "I don't need you to vent my anger, I still have this person." ”

"What do you want him to do?" Beigong never understood.

Luo Xiaoxiao wrote lightly: "Warm the bed." ”

"What...... What the? Beigong Yong was so frightened that the needles fell.

Luo glanced at him slightly: "Why are you making such a fuss?" You have a group of beauties in your backyard, what's wrong with me raising a man? ”

"Ahem!" Beigong Yong was frightened by her fierceness, and stammered when he spoke: "I am a man, you are a woman, how can there be a woman......"

Luo Xiaoxiao's tone was impatient: "So what's the matter?" We are all human beings, so why can't I do what you can do? ”

"It makes sense." Beigong Yong touched his nose, strange, and was persuaded by Luo Xiaoxiao.

"It's just that if you want to raise a face, I'll pick a few good personalities for you. This man ......"

"I don't, I want him." Luo Xiaoxiao was a little dizzy, and she said coyly: "Can you find something better looking than him?" ”

Beigong Yong was speechless for a while.

"That's it." Luo Xiaoxiao gave an eviction order: "Sixth brother, please go back." Feiyan, send the sixth brother for me. ”

"Yes." Feiyan curtsied: "Sixth prince, please come with the slave maid." ”

Beigong Yao was let go, he rubbed his shoulders and stood up, his narrow eyes were like a cold pool, glowing with faint cold air.

Luo Xiaoxiao held her head with one hand.

In the contact just now, Beigong Yao really didn't have any internal force.

Could it be that she guessed wrong, but that Beigong Yao had another adventure?

Just thinking about it makes her feel a headache.

She was chilled, she didn't want to stay here any longer, so she stood up and left a few guards to guard him, and the province would have to do this again.

"Wait." She didn't speak, but Beigong Yao took the initiative to speak.

He stood three paces away from her: "You're feverish." ”

"Yes." Luo Xiaoxiao said weakly: "You'd better pray that I can live a long life, otherwise maybe my front foot will die, and you will come to accompany me on the back foot." ”

Beigong Yao asked, "Why do you have a fever?" ”

Luo Xiaoxiao said irritably: "Because I met a stupid person who took me to blow the wind." ”

Silly himself: "......"

Beigong Yao said, "But I've heard that people with internal strength can keep out the cold." ”

Luo Xiaoxiao, who didn't know anything about it: "......"