But the movements of this little goblin are ambiguous, but a pair of clear eyes are flashing with an ignorant and innocent, cunning and playful fluorescence.

It's like the extremes of the two contradictions of seduction and innocence, but in her, they are fused into a flawless one.

Lu Li saw through his complex reactions from stiffness to shock, and then from helplessness to incomprehension.

She burst out laughing, and when she let go of her hand, she didn't forget to push him back.

"Hey...... Don't be nervous, I know you have a throne to inherit. ”

She looked at him, feeling the mellow purple qi in his dantian, and felt a pity.

"But with your talent, you're quite suitable for cultivating, or, one day when you complete the task of inheriting the lineage and see through the red dust, I'll take you as an apprentice?"

The delicate touch in front of him suddenly emptied.

Yan Ying was in a trance for a moment, and when he looked up, he just met her mischievous and playful gaze, and he realized that he was being tasted by her again.

Fortunately, Yan Ying quickly adjusted his micro-expression and changed it to a face that did not enter the oil and salt: "You all take apprentices like this?" ”

Lu Li raised her chin arrogantly and said, "No, my little girls who are disciples and grandchildren, their worship and admiration for me is like a surging river, how can I be teased." ”

Yan Ying grasped the point, and the corners of his lips raised: "Little girl? Not a male disciple? ”

“…… Male disciple? Lu Li shook his little finger and objected: "As for those carnivorous herbivores and omnivorous systems, I almost didn't engrave the four big words 'non-dividing thoughts' on my face, and I can't look at it yet." ”

Yan Ying's cold expression gradually soothed a little, and he half-jokingly said, "In this way, I'm quite honored." ”

"That's it!" Lu Li shook her head proudly, thinking: Who called you incense?

She asked again, "By the way, what are you doing?" ”

It's too indiscriminate, and it won't help the cultivation.

Yan Ying slowly retracted her jaw and took a step back, keeping a polite and safe distance from her.

Her obsidian-like eyes reflected her curious gossip expression, and three words gradually spit out faintly from her two thin lips.

"Hunger strike."

…………

On Feng Mu's twenty-third birthday, he personally wrote an invitation for Lu Li.

Feng Mu's evil qi was gradually led out by Lu Li, and in addition to his body gradually recovering, even his luck became better.

In less than half a month, Feng Mu personally signed 2 projects with tens of billions of yuan.

When the dignitaries and nobles in Beijing heard that the young master of the Feng family had returned proudly with the power of thunder, they all took advantage of this birthday banquet to celebrate in person with congratulatory gifts.

Even Feng Lao, who has been living abroad, returned to Beijing a week in advance to celebrate the birthday of his baby grandson.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of the five-star hotel, which was particularly abrupt among the top luxury cars.

Lu Li's habitual jeans and T-shirt were combed, his waist-length long hair was combed into a high ponytail, and he walked to the banquet hall with a box of snacks in his hand.

A waiter at the door blocked the way: "I'm sorry, the takeaway staff are not allowed to enter." ”

"Who said I was a food delivery?" Lu Li didn't think he was wearing the yellow vest of the M regiment?

The waiter said expressionlessly, "Then what are you doing?" ”

Lu Li said: "Give Feng Muqing a birthday!" ”

She dared to call Li Shao's name? What is the identity of this girl......?