Chapter One Hundred and Five

Canaan recounted the matter completely, and at the end, he was afraid that he would not believe it, so he raised three fingers and said, "Young master, I swear, what I said is true!" ”

The man finally turned around, smiled inexplicably, and clasped his hand on the tub.

The handsome face added a bit of evil taste.

He slowly put on a mask on himself, which completely coincided with the face in the Cloud Machine Pavilion!

Silver Moon, naturally only Silver Moon!

His voice was lazy, and he said, "You say, how can there be so many children at the level of the galaxy in the world today, even in a place like Jinling Academy, you can still catch one?" ”

The tone was gentle, but Canaan smelled the danger hidden inside, young master, this is obviously not believing!

He wants to cry without tears! Who knew that it would be rare to meet a superlative, galaxy-level weak chicken in this place!

However, is this the case, what else can he do?!

It's not okay to report, it's not okay not to report, it's tiring and tearful to work with others......

He was suddenly as excited as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, he knelt on the ground and pointed his finger back: "Young master, young master, the illusion mirror behind can prove it!" Don't believe it, don't believe it! ”

He turned his face away, and was struck by a bolt of lightning!

His eyes were as big as copper bells, and he rushed over, wailing in his heart: God will kill me!

He slapped the illusion mirror desperately, how could the illusion mirror crack if it was so good? Why is it cracking?!

He turned his head, unsurprisingly at the murderous face under the silver mask, thinking that if the young master's eyes could shoot arrows, he must have become a target full of arrows by now.

He stamped his foot, feeling irritated.

Young Master Yinyue didn't seem to be angry, but just asked an irrelevant word: "Do you know that this point in time is very important?" ”

Canaan: "......" Can he say it?!

“…… I'm taking a shower at this time. Silver Moon explained as she looked at his rotten wood and could not be carved.

Canaan: "...... "Young master, what about you playing with me, who will take a bath at this time except for you, the uncle?!"

Of course, he can only say this kind of thing in his heart.

Yinyue turned her head, glanced at the bleak illusion mirror, and raised her finger: "...... Trimester. ”

Canaan: "......, why don't you grab it?"

He looked at the side of Yinyue's face, a very reluctant look.

Yinyue frowned: "...... One month. ”

Canaan gritted his teeth and was ruthless, a month is just a month, and just wanted to agree, Yinyue continued: "That's impossible. ”

Canaan: "......, please, can you finish the conversation in one moment?"

He cleared his throat and decided to fight for himself: "A month and a half." ”

Yinyue glanced at him, smiled, and said, "Two months." The tone was resolute.

Canaan had nothing to say.

Nima ...... Does he have a choice?

Silver Moon's voice was nightmarish, and she spoke faintly, like a ghost: "Of course you have. You can also choose from four months or more. ”

Canaan was about to cry: "Young master, don't play with me......" Does this person in front of him really know how to read minds?!

The corners of Yinyue's lips curled up and said, "Your mind is still relatively easy to guess." ”

Canaan lowered his head and said, "Two months is two months." Young master, please take care of yourself while I am away. ”

Yinyue sighed and nodded: "Don't worry, without you, the world is still running perfectly." After speaking, he looked at the inner room inquiringly, it was empty, and frowned: "What about Qinyu?" ”

Canaan's expression lit up and said, "She has something at home, so she went back." Then young master, can I stay for a while? ”

Yinyue yawned and said, "No, you hurry up and pack up, I'll find someone here." ”

Canaan teary eyes: "......" Young master, count you ruthless!