Ye Mushen thinks that he is telling the truth.

can be heard in Ling Shang's ears, but it may be just a superficial teasing of the dog.

Ask yourself, he has never been a person who covets beauty.

Ling Shang was an exception he had no way to refuse.

Since you can't refuse, let it be.

It's also strange to say, Ye Mushen is really fascinated by Ling Shang's appearance as a woman.

It's embarrassing.

Not long ago, his experience in the studio has fully demonstrated Ling Shang's deep hatred for pretending to be a woman.

Ling Shang reluctantly threw a disdainful look at Ye Mushen.

"You have to be careful about the rain and clouds."

Ling Shang's tone was too understated, so much so that it took a while for Ye Mu to react-

"Does the rain follow the clouds, does it have anything to do with Yanagi Ming?"

Hearing this, Ling Shang's face turned pale.

He almost gritted his teeth before he squeezed out a few broken words: "Impossible......"

Ye Mushen was taken aback by this posture, "Ling Shang, what's wrong with you?" Why is your face so ugly all of a sudden? ”

This movement is much more ugly than when Ye Mushen thinks of his emperor father.

"Go back...... Leave me alone. Ling Shang's forehead was oozing with sweat, and his brows were furrowed from some kind of pain.

"What's going on?" Ye Mushen couldn't sit still, came to Ling Shang's side, and reached out to probe his forehead.

After a while, the Tsundere Hall Master withdrew his hand again, "Hey, I don't know anything about medicine...... And you are one of the best miracle doctors...... It's up to you to do it yourself. ”

Ling Shang's knuckles holding the teacup turned white from too much force.

Ye Mushen was frightened, and hurriedly rescued the delicate jade porcelain cup from his hand, "I'll send you back to the Dustless House, right?" ”

Ling Shang closed his eyes, which was a response.

Ying Xiao sensed Ling Shang's arrival, and hissed twice happily from afar.

Ye Mushen stuck out his tongue: "Yingxiao, Yingxiao, I didn't expect you to be such a forgetful guy!" I've never been so enthusiastic about my master in the past! ”

The two of them straddled their horses with a swagger. Ying Xiao kicked towards the dustless dwelling without hurry.

Halfway through, Ye Mushen's lifelong Buddhist cultivation was completely collapsed.

He couldn't pretend to be frank anymore, gritted his teeth, and wrapped his hands around Ling Shang's waist.

The beautiful ideal of hugging a beauty and riding a horse came true at this moment.

Ye Mu Ginseng was so excited that his chest resonated,

Ling Shang turned his face sideways and said coldly, "Let go." ”

Under the cold moonlight, Ling Shang's side face looked incredible.

Ye Mushen's head was hot, and he leaned his head on his shoulder, and his hands were tightened.

"Let it go!" There was obvious impatience in Ling Shang's voice.

"I don't! Ying Xiao is my horse, you are my man. I won't let go of me, sir! ”

Ye Mushen's heart is secretly refreshing - playing a scoundrel to Ling Shang is even happier than drinking a whole jar of good Du Kang!

Ling Shang had not yet recovered from the flamboyant gaffe that had just gone mad, he only stiffened his body and stopped speaking.

Ye Mushen felt a strange aura flowing in Ling Shang's back.

Ling Shang trembled lightly in his arms.

Breathe deeply. Breathe deeply.

Some things can be done right away.

Some things should still be done in bed.

Well.

When you have enough development, you can also consider horseback or something......

Ye Mu ginseng was full of beautiful and dirty pictures in his head, and his ears were also hot.

When he arrived at Wuchenju, Ye Mu wanted to dismount with Ling Shang in his arms.

It's a pity that he couldn't get home, and finally fell off the horse with Ling Shang in his arms.

Poor Tsundere Hall Master's back slammed into the hard ground, causing him to gasp in pain.

Fortunately, Ye Mu ginseng cushioned under Ling Shang, and Ling Shang was unscathed.

Ling Shang got up weakly, and was about to close the door when he entered the dustless residence.

Ye Mushen didn't have time to stretch his muscles, so he stuck in the crack of the door and sneered: "Brother Ling Shang, I'll send you back." It's not too much for you to invite me in and sit down and have tea or something, right? ”