Hearing the young man's laughter, Shen Yue faced him with some confusion, as if he didn't understand what he was laughing at.

Of course, she didn't know that the seemingly innocent young man's heart had already been bad, and he happily hugged the thin Immortal Venerable, rubbing it on Shen Yue's shoulder like a puppy.

"Xianzun, you are so good, I like you the most!"

Shen Yue was stiffened by this intimate action, she couldn't help biting her bright red lip, and she didn't push it away for the first time, but pushed the boy away after three seconds.

But the tips of her ears hidden under the silver threads were quietly half red, and the more serious her expression was, the more dazzling the red tips of her ears became.

Bi Lian's fingers hanging on his side rubbed lightly, a little itchy, and he wanted to touch it.

Shen Yue asked, "But where is the injury?" ”

Bi Lian was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly looked for wounds on his body, and finally found a small cut on his arm that he accidentally scratched just now.

Holding his arms aggrievedly, the young man's voice was low: "Immortal Venerable, I'm bleeding here." ”

Shen Yue checked it and found that the wound was thinner than a needle, not even the size of a female finger, if he said a few minutes later, maybe the wound would have healed.

She said lightly, "You come with me." ”

Bi Lian obediently followed behind Shen Yue.

Back in the dormitory, Shen Yue took out a small medicine bottle from a cabinet, gave it to the young man, and gently instructed: "Apply it once in the morning and evening, and it will be cured in three days." ”

"Thank you, Xianzun!"

Bi Lian looked at the white-clothed immortal's slightly soft eyebrows, and the cold voice in his ears seemed to be dyed with incredible warmth.

"Remember, don't forget."

Bi Lian touched his neck, his irrepressible heartbeat, and the tips of his agitated ears were hot, "Hmm." ”

No one could refuse the gentle emotions of the white-clothed immortal, her gentleness was so rare, and it suddenly softened, just like the moon that had been hanging high in the sky finally fell into the lake, even if she knew that it was obviously a reflection, she still wanted to go fishing.

He thought that Shen Yue would also give a preference to a person, just a little bias, it was enough to make people greedy for more.

So can he think that he is unique in Shen Yue's heart?

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Bi Lian had already made the Zinc Qing Palace the second home at that time, and he rushed here every day when he had nothing to do, and the Zinc Qing Palace was originally deserted, with the shadow of a teenager, but there was a trace of popularity.

This time, Bi Lian was picking the petals of peach blossoms on the tree, his nerves suddenly ached, and a voice sounded in his head: "I miss Master......"

Bi Lian glanced at the basket, it was not enough, and he had to pick a little more, and said to the fool in his mind casually: "Oh, just think about it." ”

Rong Hua was very angry, and his mood fluctuations were also very large, which made Bi Lian's nerves hurt even more, his originally slightly bright face suddenly became gloomy, and his voice was fierce and full of murderous intent: "Fool, do you think that I really can't kill you!" ”

And Rong Hua didn't listen to what Bi Lian was saying at all, but said stubbornly and paranoidly: "I miss Master...... I'm going to see her......"

A ball of demonic qi appeared in Bi Lian's palm, raising his hand to his head, the rich demonic qi made the other person in his body unbearable, his aura was originally very weak, it was impossible to compete with Bi Lian's body, under this powerful demonic qi, Rong Hua was slowly forced to sleep.

His mind finally quieted down, but Bi Lian's face was still ugly, he looked at the peach blossom petals in the basket heavily, and had an urge to fall, but he held back.

This peach blossom soup has always been made by Rong Hua, he didn't have the heart to please Shen Yue, how could he make peach blossom soup for her?

But that fool is so dissatisfied, and he wants to come out and be embarrassed, it's really delusional!

He would never let this fool see Shen Yue!

Bi Lian decided that he would avoid embarrassment and condescend to make a bowl of peach blossom soup today.

He didn't want to please Shen Yue, he just didn't want to hear that fool's voice, as long as he heard that fool's voice, he had a headache.

So convincing himself, Bi Lian picked it for a while and carried the basket to make peach blossom soup.

After three hundred rounds of fighting in the stove room, Bi Lian finally made a bowl of decent peach blossom soup, he held it carefully, and he was reluctant to spill a drop, this was his first time cooking, and it was also the first time he made a perfect sample, and he must eat it into Shen Yue's stomach without revealing a drop.

He came to the study, and saw that Shen Yue was watering a withered leaf, and he didn't take it to heart, his eyes were full of letting Shen Yue eat the peach blossom soup in his hand, and his voice was a little excited: "Xianzun, come and taste the peach blossom soup I just made!" ”

Shen Yue put down the things in her hand and looked over, although the peach blossom soup was delicious, but she had been eating it for almost half a month, Shen Yue felt that she would be sick to her stomach if she continued to eat it, but she couldn't show it on the surface, and she had to eat it as usual.

I'm really scared.

Shen Yue brought it over, but he didn't eat it, but put it aside, "Has your cultivation improved recently?" ”

Bi Lian's eyes couldn't help but glance at the peach blossom soup that was put aside, and casually perfunctory: "It's okay, that's it." ”

He pointed to the bowl of peach blossom soup with some eagerness, "Xianzun, you can taste it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold." ”

The peach blossom soup is originally cold and cold.

Shen Yue didn't say much, so she could only take it silently, scooped a small bite with a spoon, and chewed it twice, she paused, and her fingertips turned slightly white.

In my ears was the young man's expectant and anxious inquiry.

"Immortal Venerable, how is it, does it taste good?"

Shen Yue stopped chewing and swallowed, her fingers clenched the porcelain bowl, her face was very white, her lips were very red, the white cloth was blindfolded, she was clear and luxurious, and the silver thread hung down slightly on her chest, and after a while, under the young man's hopeful gaze, she said with difficulty.

"It tastes good."

Having said that, Shen Yue didn't taste the second bite for a long time, but stirred it vigorously with a spoon.

Just when Bi Lian couldn't help but urge Shen Yue to eat it again, a magnetic male voice suddenly came from outside: "Disciple Jiang Ling, meet the master." ”

Bi Lian raised his eyes slightly and looked outside, looking uneasy.

He turned around and wanted to ask Shen Yue if he had seen anyone outside, but when he turned his head, he noticed that the white-clothed immortal's originally cold eyebrows and eyes were like a spring breeze in March, as if he was very happy.

Can you not be happy, someone finally rescued her, and I don't know if the villain played abnormally today, or if he wanted to assassinate her, so he made this bowl of dark cuisine and wanted to send her on his way.

Shen Yue felt that if he ate one more bite, he would really die.

Bi Lian's good mood was immediately ruined by Shen Yue's expression.

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I updated early today, isn't there a reward? There are tickets or something~

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