"Uh-huh, master, can you?"

Quickly turning around, Ling Xuemo grabbed Xuanyuan Yi's big hand and shook it, sprinkling coquettishness.

The posture of the little daughter's family was naturally revealed, making her more and more vivid and agile at the moment.

"Naturally."

Hooking his lips and smiling, Xuanyuan Yi dug the pit and waited for Ling Xuemo to jump inside.

As soon as he finished speaking, the guard knocked on the door, passed the scissors through the crack in the door, and quickly closed the door.

As soon as Xuanyuan Yi raised his hand, the scissors came towards his big hand, and Ling Xuemo was stunned for a moment.

Isn't this man's hand suction?

The kind of magnet?

Wipe!

This world is too mysterious, she wants to go back.

"Master, are your hands magnets?"

Her mouth was wide open in shock, and Ling Xuemo was once again shocked to think that she was made by the heavens.

"Isn't it in a hurry to cut the king's clothes short and keep it for himself? How? Don't rush now? ”

Glancing at Ling Xuemo, Xuanyuan Yi pursed her lips arrogantly and diverted the topic.

His strength is the existence she looks up to.

He wasn't going to show off, though.

Speaking with facts, that's the best proof.

Embarrassment, Ling Xuemo couldn't help but reach out and rub her nose, feeling embarrassed.

Naked and dangling in front of this man's eyes, is it not enough for her to think that he bullied her?

Quickly snatching the scissors from Xuanyuan Yi's hand, Ling Xuemo picked up the scissors, clicked a few scissors, and Xuanyuan Yi's gorgeous and precious obscene sleeves and trouser legs became broken in half.

Immediately after, Ling Xuemo picked up the sewing box, quickly sewed the sleeves and trouser hems with thread, and changed the size of the profane pants and clothes to a little smaller, and then quickly put them on.

"Well, did you wear any of these clothes?"

In hindsight, Ling Xuemo felt very awkward in her heart when she thought that this man had worn these clothes.

"Little thing, what do you say?"

Almost burst out laughing, Xuanyuan Yi couldn't understand Ling Xuemo's thinking, he had touched every inch of her body, and she was still entangled in these details.

"That's it, it's just a night's work, and tomorrow you'll have new clothes. That, I'll go and make it easier. ”

With a bitter face, Ling Xue Mo Nunu mouthed, drooped her head and followed the direction pointed by Xuanyuan Yi's finger to solve the three urgent problems of life.

Listening to Ling Xuemo's movements, Xuanyuan Yi walked to the small study of his dormitory, picked up a pen and paper and drew Ling Xuemo's portrait, and then asked his secret guard Li Ye to find out her origin.

No matter whose daughter she was, he was determined to keep her by his side.

During this period of time in the human world to repay his debts, he needed her to improve his spiritual cultivation.

Otherwise, suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth, he has an empty body of cultivation, but he is unable to display it.

Ling Xuemo, who had solved the three urgent problems, had a bitter face, took small steps, and walked towards Xuanyuan Yi reluctantly.

"Master, where do I sleep?"

Knowingly, she didn't want to sleep with this man.

In that case, the risk factor is too high.

"This king has allowed you to warm the bed for this king."

Looking at Ling Xuemo with flirtatious eyes, Xuanyuan Yi said coldly.

He looked light-hearted, making Ling Xue tremble with anger.

"Xuanyuan Yi, men and women don't kiss! As a child of the royal family, don't you understand these truths? ”

Stroking his chest hard to ease himself, Ling Xuemo was really worried that he would not be able to bear the breath and faint.

Does this man want to face?