There seemed to be something surging in Xi Nian's deep eyes, and the golden streamer was overturned in the midst of the wind and clouds.

"Then I answer you, even if we sleep together, it has nothing to do with you."

His tone seemed to be a straight curve, stirring up the uneven mood of the remaining two people.

The baby with the black iron coin finally realized that he seemed to have upset the big Buddha, but as for why, he didn't understand it.

However, the hero did not suffer the immediate loss, and he immediately smiled kindly, and said:

"Yes, yes, you guys are busy first, I'll go first, the hot buns are still waiting for me."

Before leaving, he glanced at Ye Qingli meaningfully, and the meaning of ridicule in this could not be clearer.

Ye Qingli turned his head, looked at someone who didn't think much when he spoke, and said:

"What do you mean we sleep together?"

Xi Nian doesn't know that this sentence is very ambiguous, and it is easy for people to misunderstand.

"Is there something wrong?"

Xi Nian looked at her expressionlessly, as if he felt that there was nothing abnormal.

Ye Qingli smiled suddenly.

"Of course there is a problem. We clearly didn't sleep together! ”

That's the truth, brother, you can eat indiscriminately, and you can't talk nonsense!

"I'm in the lake of hearts, and when you sleep, I sleep too. Sleep together. ”

"Uh...... Your explanation ......"

It's not wrong to say that, even in terms of time and space, it seems that sleeping together is valid. But what kind of evil reasoning is this, it still doesn't feel like there's something wrong with that.

"And what is the real sleep?"

Xi Nian looked at her with an expression of curiosity.

Ye Qingli smiled reluctantly and said:

"Literally, literally. I don't know what that means. I think what you just said makes sense. ”

Ye Qingli sighed with emotion, this great god said that he was an old bachelor, if he was really obsessed with martial arts, for thousands of years, he had no intention of being in the wind and snow, Ye Qingli was not strange at all.

Why?

Because, now that Xi Nian has gradually spoken more, he is so virtuous, and he can fully make up for his original monk-like appearance.

Ye Qingli pretended to swing easily in the huge room, the swaying skirt was like a red wave, and the drunken afternoon sun warmly poured on the floor-length skirt.

"I think what I'm saying makes sense."

Xi Nian looked at the petite figure who was looking at the landscape painting in front of the screen, and said softly.

The sound was so small that when it dissipated in this room, Ye Qingli didn't feel it at all.

He leaned against a duplex carved wooden frame.

With a handsome face, a natural facial line, and an antique attic that seems to have become his backdrop, he calls himself a beautiful picture.

"Li Li, I hope you can succeed in winning the first place."

This time the voice was very loud, Ye Qingli was in front of the screen, shaking his hands, absent-mindedly, and he was quite clear about this sentence.

She came back to her senses, thought for a moment, and said:

"You said that martial arts contest to recruit relatives? Well, I'm still very confident in myself. ”

She smiled brightly.

In this era of judging the level by the strength of the aura, her ability is already considered strong, not to mention, there is also a potion bonus.

She doesn't pay attention to this point of martial arts recruitment.

The only thing to do today is to get a good night's sleep and play normally tomorrow.

"Hmm."

Xi Nian looked at her, his gaze unconsciously gentle.

Ye Qingli looked at an almost doting gaze, feeling a trace of suspicion, this, this is the ice cube god of war?

The curvature of that lip, is this a smile?

It's very shallow, but there is still a big difference between laughing and not laughing.

When laughing, the whole person is like coming out of the warm light, and people can't help but want to get closer.

If he had always had this expression, Ye Qingli guessed, it wouldn't be that he had been single since he could remember.

The peach blossoms must not be pinched, and they cannot be extinguished.

In two words, the whole is a scourge.

Everyone in the world says that women are beautiful to a certain level, and they are all over the country.

However, this is not necessarily the case for men.

You don't see the madness of the star-chasing clan, the tsunami-like power.

A knife on the head of the color word.

Beauty, for both men and women, is a real scourge of slaughter.