Jun Yue leaned against the back of the door, thinking about it for a long time, until the ethereal knock on the door sounded, and he slowly pulled himself out of his chaotic thoughts.

He raised his head, a hint of urgency appeared on his handsome face, he tried his best to force himself to calm down, and then asked in a hoarse voice,

"Is there something wrong? ＂

He thought it was Qianyu, so his tone was the same as usual, faint and gentle, polite and detached.

The man standing outside the door did not speak, and the atmosphere was quiet for a while. Jun Yue leaned against the back of the door, and did not speak quietly, "Yes" until a light and melodious voice came from outside, the sound was as cool as the morning breeze blowing through the wicker in spring, but it was soft and provocative.

Jun Yue's heart chuckled, he knew that he had just felt wrong about the people outside the door. The person who came was not Qianyu, but the master who could make him mentally disturbed with a word!

He quickly stood up, and the hand taken from his face groped the back of the door in a panic, and it was clear that the deadbolt was in front of him.

"Wait. Jun Yue finally groped for the bolt in the middle of the door in a panic, and pushed it hard, the red lacquered wooden door creaked, swaying open with the wind, and a figure as tall as him stood silently at the door.

Jun Yue opened his eyes, and a beautiful face was reflected in his eyes, his heart was pounding, and he didn't know what to say. Su Luo drooped her long eyelashes, her silver-gray eyes moved slightly, her body moved slightly, and she stepped into Jun Yue's room with her long legs.

As Su Luo walked away, the spiritual power that had just been sprinkled on the side also dispersed, and the snowflakes squeezed into the door with the cold wind for a long time, and greeted Jun Yue's face with a whirring, Jun Yue was fascinated by the wind and snow.

He raised his hand and touched his face, it was cold, cold, cold, slightly painful, he blinked, feeling that the snow was unusually lively and lovely, and with malice it also came to disturb his heart.

It's disgusting!

Jun Yue scolded at the pure white snowflakes outside the door in his heart, he glared at the snowflakes angrily, turned around and closed the door, because he hadn't forgotten that his master was still waiting for him inside.

He leaned against the back of the door, and his eyes fell on the master sitting at the table in the center of the room, she was still a light purple, cold eyebrows, cold eyes, vermilion lips, three thousand green obedient clothes, Zhu Yan did not change, cold as the shore, and a fairy posture was always spotless.

As she gets older and older, and then looks at her master, Jun Yue doesn't know why, and the inferiority complex in her heart gradually increases.

He was a little panicked, if his cultivation had always been at this level, in a few decades, he would have gray hair, and the master would still have green silk, then ......

Jun Yue thought about it, and her expression became a little trance. After Su Luo sat down, she kept looking at her little apprentice, and she saw him leaning against the door in a daze, his eyes wandering, and he couldn't even speak.

She wondered, did Jun Yue get hit too hard recently, and because she didn't care about him too much, she became this stupid goose?

Su Luo frowned for a moment, reached out and conjured up a fist-sized spar and placed it on the table, the light of the hedron instantly lit up the entire room, she raised her jaw and said to him, "What are you thinking, can't you come over?" ＂

"Huh? Oooooooo......oo This voice was like a slight lightning, slashing at Jun Yue's heart at once, pulling Jun Yue out of the world of fugue, he blinked his eyes, raised his sleeve and wiped the snow stains on his face that turned into water, and walked towards Su Luo with messy steps.