"Click-"

After drinking, the empty bottle in his hand was thrown on the open space on the side and fell to the ground.

"Bang-" sounded, and Zhuo Yan also lay on the table, unconscious.

Baili Liushuang's hand holding chopsticks stopped in mid-air.

But looking at her body, there was an aura running around, so I didn't move her.

He continued to eat, and when all the dishes on the table were halfway eaten, he stopped his chopsticks.

It's weird, but today there seems to be a wonderful feeling in the body.

It seems that because she came, she still ate her things, and there seems to be something in her heart, which is slowly loosening.

This feeling is a little weird and subtle.

Just when Baili Liushuang was thinking wildly, Zhuo Yan suddenly raised his head, his face was crimson, his eyes seemed to contain a pool of rippling spring water, and his lips were moist and full of temptation. The halo of people.

Black redness. Lips, skin is brighter than snow, and it is a red dress, and the whole person is more like a goblin.

Looking at her like this, Baili Liushuang suddenly had an urge to kiss her.

I really wanted to kiss her, but his body involuntarily leaned forward in the direction of the burning face.

"Hey, hey, hey—"

At this time, Zhuo Yan suddenly smirked, and the sudden smile made the figure leaning forward suddenly freeze.

In his cold eyes, a hint of fierceness flashed, and soon he sat up straight again.

clenched his fists, and was just about to leave, but he saw Zhuo Yan swaying and undressing there, and he was about to reveal a white and tender lotus arm.

"What do you do?"

Baili Liushuang's face was red and his ears were red, and a bundle of immortal ropes directly had already trapped Zhuo Yan to death.

He fell down on the corridor, looked at the sky in a daze, and closed his eyes in a daze.

Baili Liushuang didn't look at her, turned around and hurried back to the house.

By the time Burning Yan woke up, it was already noon the next day, and the blazing sunlight shone on her face through the gaps in the flowers.

A little dazzling, Zhuo Yan opened his eyes, and quickly closed his eyes, just wanted to cover them with his hands, but found that he had been tied up by the bundle of immortals.

I'll go!!

What the hell happened yesterday???

Zhuo Yan tried his best and thought hard, but his mind was still empty, and he didn't have a clue.

It's broken!

Could it be that she did something to Master after she got drunk yesterday?

Zhuo Yanxiang's brain was about to explode, but she still didn't have a clue, and finally she opened her voice and shouted at Canyang.

"Master, help!"

In fact, when Zhuo Yan woke up, Baili Liushuang knew, he opened his eyes and looked at a painting hanging on the wall in front of him expressionlessly.

said that it was a word, and there was a word on it, a word written by Long Feifeng Dance.

Even though many, many years had passed, he still remembered that Master said to himself as he was dying.

"Liushuang, you are gifted and intelligent, and you are probably the only person in our continent who can become an immortal."

However, after all, he disappointed his master, and he stayed in the late Yuan Infant stage for a long, long time, and he failed to soar successfully.

However, at this time, there was still a trace of delusion in his heart.

"Master, help!"

The burning voice sounded again.

---Actually, you have discovered that the name of my book has changed.

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