Song Jue chuckled, those eyes were as deep as ever, deep like an ancient pool, the tall body stood by the bed, at this time he had changed yesterday's clothes, a black tweed coat with a shirt and a knitted vest, a pair of slim trousers, a pair of dark brown boots full of aristocratic flavor, simple and handsome, Jiu'er couldn't help but praise in his heart.

This person has a very high vision, and the clothes he chooses are either those world-class luxury brands, or exquisite handmade, obviously extremely simple clothes but with elegance and attention to life, with the unique kingly demeanor, as soon as he approaches, he is full of extremely suppressed aura, and his sense of presence is very strong, even if he does not speak in the vast sea of people, human beings can't really ignore his existence.

Somewhat embarrassed by that scrutinizing gaze, Song Jue lowered his eyes and took the cup held by Jiu'er, "I'm a little hungry, wait for me to get some food." As he spoke, he turned around and walked out the door, paused before going out, and instructed, "That sour one that night was very delicious." Then he took an elegant step and left, and when he went out, he took Jiu'er's door with his hand.

Sour? Kimchi?

Just one cooking, this is too simple for Jiu'er, if it is those exquisite meals, forget it, but she still doesn't have a problem with this kind of home-cooked side dishes, after all, the cooking skills learned in the last days are limited to home-cooked side dishes, and it is already fragrant to be able to eat a home-cooked meal in the last days.

didn't delay, I rolled a few times on the bed and entered the space, and the air was fresher than the Cayenne, I really hope that it will be faster to the fifth order, and then the space will increase a little more. Jiu'er flipped through the position where the food was stacked, there were a lot of potatoes, although there was little meat, there was a lot of meat in today's world, the special pork belly that was once collected in the supermarket was still retained, the bacon sausages were also very well packaged, and there were some big bones and ribs, as a person who was afraid of hunger, these stocks made Jiu'er feel a little at ease, since Song Jue wanted to eat her, he would cook a good meal, and he should treat himself.

I took out some carrots, peas, and corn, took care of them first, put them aside, took some pickles from the small jar that I had brought in before, and washed the existing ingredients and threw them in, my hands were full of the sour smell of pickles, and my saliva was overflowing.

I was busy boiling some water and taking a shower, and it had been a long time since I had finished tidying up, but fortunately the space time was different from the outside.

The heavy snow stopped for a while and began to fall again, and from last night to now, the snow has been intermittent, covering up the guilt of last night, and the city has become harmless again. This area is a rich area, and the residences are decorated in style, but it is a pity that there are fewer people to live, and the smell is a little unpleasant, because Song Jue opened a few windows in the bedroom as soon as he came, and now it is much better.

He took a glass of water and held it in his hand, and the shallow energy slowly passed from his hand into the cup, and the calm and waveless water was still, and as his energy output began to bubble white mist, it boiled in an instant. Xingye glanced at the cup, and then looked at the owner who was leaning on the sofa a little carelessly, retracted his gaze and looked out the window and flew to the sofa opposite Song Jue and docked, his eyes turned around strangely, provoking Song Jue's turtle.

"See what?"

Xingye's eyes were full of doubts, and he couldn't take his eyes off his eyes to observe the master's expression, if it had been once, it would definitely have fled in this faint turtle, but now the eyes are more than sharp, but the aura is insufficient, revealing an inexplicable smile, making the master's whole face a little softer, really charming.

Xingye was puzzled: "Master, I think you are very strange. ”

Song Jue paused, and lowered his eyes to look at the body of the cup that emitted a steaming heat: "Is there one?" As soon as I looked up, I saw Xingye's inquiring eyes, and his head nodding constantly, and he replied affirmatively, "Yes, some masters." ”

"Tell me."

Xingye shrank his wings: "Don't be angry, master~" It's too lonely in case you are thrown into the space again!

Song Jue raised his head and replied in a deep voice: "No, say." ”

This tone is clearly an order.

Xingye steadied his heart and didn't dare to disobey, but his eyes were full of seriousness: "The master has never helped a person three times or several times, nor has he particularly protected anyone, let alone used spiritual power to heat a glass of water like now, and he has never been close to any woman." But now that the master has done everything, Xingye feels very abnormal, will you be too good to the little master? ”

'Bang', the cup fell to the ground instantly, and all the hot water was sprinkled on the slender and powerful hands, Xingye was a little worried, but he retracted his desire to visit, and stood in place waiting for the master to answer it.

"She saved me." Without her, he shouldn't have everything going as smoothly as he is now, but I don't know if this sentence is for the night of inquiry, or for himself whose heart is beating slightly.

Xingye felt even more abnormal.

It's just a life-saving benefactor, why do your eyes show tenderness, master? Why is there a smile on the corner of your mouth?

He didn't understand what the master's more and more abnormal behavior was after meeting the little master, but Xingye knew that these emotions would only be around Ah Ling, and it liked Ah Ling, so he couldn't help it, so what about the master?

Do you like it?

Xingye didn't dare to think or say, it hoped that the lonely master would find a woman to accompany him, and it also liked Jiu'er, but they were not people of the same world, and the master would leave sooner or later, so what should happen then?

It knows its owner too well, and it is because it knows too well that it is particularly worried. The master is a person who wants to do what he wants, never compromises, and never lets go, the deeper the obsession, the greater the damage.

"That's thinking too much about Xingye, after all, it's not an interface person, the master is about to return to the original plane after the thunder tribulation in the Mahayana period, how can it have anything to this woman who is on the verge of destroying the small interface? Walk all night."

Xingye fell on the sofa in pain, black energy wrapped all over his body, like a boneless snake, invisibly suppressing all its movements, but it was quickly suppressed and eliminated, and when he raised his eyes, Song Jue was standing in front of it, his eyes were familiar with bloodlust and murderous intent, the corners of his mouth were lightly pursed, and he said coldly: "Xingye, you have overpassed." ”

Xingye hurriedly got up and lowered his head, held his chest with one hand, and said in an extremely respectful tone: "Thank you for the master's grace not to kill." "As the owner of the demon pet, the life and death of Xingye are only in Song Jue's thoughts.

"I said, it's just a lifesaver, you do think too much."

Xingye hung his head and didn't answer, but he didn't believe it at all in his heart, if this was the case, why did the high-ranking Demon Venerable explain it? Even, annoyed and angry?

"Send her out of the center and we'll leave, I don't want to hear about it today."

"Don't want to hear anything?" Jiu'er dressed up and flashed out of the space, opened the door and heard these words, tilted his head and fingers through the extremely long green silk brushed on the side, raised his eyes to look at Song Jue and Xingye, who had an obviously weird atmosphere, and took a brisk step to look at this person curiously.

She was wearing a pair of blue high-waisted jeans, her legs were getting straighter and slender, and there were a few buttons at the hem of the trousers. The knitwear is particularly elastic, it could have reached the buttocks, but because her breasts are a little big, she looks a little small, she wears an off-white long coat, and she steps on a pair of brown low heels, and the whole person exudes an aggressive soul.

I can't see it beautiful at night, I can't say it when I don't see it, and I can't say anything when I see Jiu'er, this girl has a beautiful face, and it's no wonder that Lord Mozun, who has regained his eyesight, is sad about the beauty pass.

Song Jue squinted his eyes and looked down at Xingye, who was looking at Jiu'er, Xingye's whole body was chilled by the warning gaze, and he said, "I'll go out and see how many zombies there are outside~" and flew away.

Boom

How can the master who forgets his face change his face too quickly? It's a rush to wait online

Can zombies see how much?

Jiu'er glanced out the window in surprise, and turned to look at Song Jue: "Is it okay for it to go out now?" ”

Song Jue shook his head: "Ordinary people can't see it." ”

Sitting casually on the armrest of the sofa, his eyes fell on Jiu'er and couldn't help but soften, the softness was suppressed, and then he frowned and was dissatisfied, his handsome face was slightly downcast, and he glanced at her with an extremely weird look, and then lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

Jiu'er was inexplicable by that glance, couldn't help but put down the movements in his hand and approached Song Jue, bowed down and stretched out his hand to dance in front of his eyes, this is a habitual action, Song Jue immediately grabbed the messy Hao wrist, the tentacles were slightly cool, silky and soft and glutinous, slightly raised his head and Jiu'er's four eyes, one deep and one translucent, one mysterious and one indulgent, one yearning, one people can't extricate themselves.

"How?"

Jiu'er made a move, Song Jue consciously let go, and when he was free, he turned around and walked to the kitchen, and said, "It's not much, it's just to see if you really recover your eyesight." ”

Song Jue followed Jiu'er to the kitchen, leaning lazily on the edge of the door, Jiu'er was gasing to see if he could stir-fry, and Song Jue's deep voice came from behind him: "Oh, you're wearing a little ugly today." ”

Jiu'er:

Labor didn't ask you how you felt!

When she forbeared, she was particularly vivid, and Song Jue couldn't help but make persistent efforts, "It's not as good as yesterday." ”

This person was cuter when he was still blind, and he didn't look at people's faces at all if he wasn't blind.

Jiu'er slammed the pot into the sink where the vegetables were washed, the harsh impact was a little piercing, and walked towards Song Jue and pushed the person out of the kitchen without saying a word, she was really afraid that she would accidentally do something irrational.

Song Jue frowned unhappily but was a little helpless, turned around and held the extremely bold little hands again, turned around and said, "Don't always push me out." The eyes were too serious, the breath sprayed was in front of the door, and the strong sense of male presence was so strong, Jiu'er couldn't help but be stunned, looking at the little hands that were clenched, moving slightly but unable to break free.

"It's not for you, the gentleman is far away from cooking, you just wait quietly for Miss Ben to cook something for you." Saying that, he broke away again, but Song Jue was unmoved, Jiu'er was instantly puzzled, maybe it was too close, she was a little breathless and depressed, there was always a feeling that something was not going right, it must be the wrong way she opened it.