Qingyan drank half a pot of wine and was full.

She looked at the back of the head from the wind and kicked him in the stool leg.

"You go, I'm going to sleep."

No one coaxed the wind and was still sulking, and she still had to drive people, so she said angrily: "There is only one room, where am I going?" Or do you have the money to open a room for me? ”

"Nope!"

Even if there is, they will not give it to him.

Spending money is like running water, and she can't afford to raise it.

"If Du Nanxing asks you for money, will you give it or not?"

Seeing her stingy appearance of the iron, the wind was inexplicably unhappy, and the words she said were full of sourness.

Qingyan scratched his head, what does it have to do with Dunanxing now?

"He has a lot of money and won't ask me."

He is arrogant and domineering, how can he reach out to a woman.

He'd rather be killed by his killers than ask her for help.

Qingyan didn't say whether to give it or not, but she had a determined look on her face, as if she knew this person very well.

Why did she know so much about that killer leader?

Thinking that she might like to travel alone a little bit south, I want to go crazy from the wind.

The mood swings are so great that the blood in the heart and mouth begins to stir again.

With the smell of blood churning in his throat, he closed his eyes tightly and secretly regulated his internal force.

As the seal weakened, its power grew stronger and stronger, and it was almost impossible to suppress.

Qingyan saw him close his eyes and frowned, as if he was a little uncomfortable, got up and walked over, reached out and touched his forehead, and touched his carotid artery.

From the wind did not open his eyes, suddenly shot.

One hand hooked her waist, the other hand held her moving hand, face pressed against her abdomen.

Qingyan thought of the last time he pretended to be dead and lay on her chest, his cheeks gradually flushed.

She cupped his head with her free hand and said quietly, "What can't even I say?" Although he is not omnipotent, he is more capable than other elders, and the old guard of the piano painting still begs me to help plant the grass roots. ”

She wanted him to trust herself, so she took the master's shelf and began to brag about herself.

"With the unremitting efforts of the teacher, the five-hundred-year-old master sister of piano painting is about to become your sister-in-law, isn't it very powerful to be a teacher?"

Congfeng: What the hell is my sister-in-law?

He didn't admit that Li Luohan was his senior brother, obviously he was the first to apprentice, so he should be the senior brother!

The master sister of the piano painting is at most a younger brother and sister.

He pursed his lips from the wind, tightened his arms, and brought her to himself, and pulled his palms around her knees, and she sat directly on his lap.

The two of them were tightly attached, and their bodies were hot from the man's heat.

Qingyan felt that she was about to evaporate, and she struggled: "Men and women don't kiss, don't forget that I am your master!"

When he opened his eyes from the wind, his dark eyes were a little bloody.

"Don't listen!"

Confused green smoke: "......"

What's going on with the wayward little slave being a little cute......

It's over, it's over, I can't resist it!

Qingyan raised an alarm in his heart.

Anyway, she is the master and he is a disciple, so she just doesn't do it endlessly, taking advantage of the dark night and the wind is high, ah woo bite, and eat it.

Hey~

You black-hearted master, how can you do such a thing as an overlord with a bow!

I dislike you, I dislike you.

Oh, she can't do it.

Then just lie flat and pretend to be dead, and let someone else do it.

It's none of her business anyway, it's not her fault, she's a victim!

Can't react when you play dead?

It's just that pretending to be dead is not really dead, and it's a bit ...... to do it Gee.

Changed a bit. Status, right?

She was whimsical.

Although Congfeng likes to put on a face, he also knows how to read other people's faces.

With a keen insight, he quickly noticed the little girl's mood changes.

She, like this?

Qingyan was only in a daze for a moment, but it had already caused irreparable serious effects on someone.

She herself had no idea.

She pushed against his hand, "The hug is too tight, it makes my back hurt." ”

It's obviously a complaint, but when a soft voice comes out, it's like being coquettish.

"Well, I'll hold it looser."

Anyway, he doesn't want to let go!

The hand around the slender waist loosened a little, but he rested his chin on the socket of her neck and rubbed it comfortably.

The posture of the two is more intimate.

Dogs? I like to rub it so much.

And is that what she meant?

Before she could say a roll word, Qingyan's neck was tickled by his breathing, she scratched it and felt itchy, and flicked his head with her hand, and found that it was not itchy, and she forgot to ask him to roll.

The wind was cautious and smiling seductively behind her back.

Xu is pot of wine came up, Qingyan was a little dizzy, hot, and he was going to sleep by him.

Don't forget to explain before falling asleep, "I'm going to talk to Luo Han Lan Shen tomorrow, so that they don't worry." ”

She fell asleep, and the senior sister hadn't returned to the Qin Painting Academy yet, and Li Luohan and Lan Shen had already come down the mountain to find them.

The cub couldn't walk at all when he was hungry, and the meat bun in his hand rolled away, and he was a little resistant.

However, the senior sister was not in a hurry to go back, seeing that it was not very well-behaved, she wanted to take this opportunity to exercise this little monster on a whim, and broke a long branch behind it and kept spurring it.

If it weren't for his son, Senior Sister wouldn't have bothered at all.

This time it fell into her hands, so that it understood what it means to pay the debt of the father and the son.

Li Luohan dodged several times to make her not very pleasant, she hit his son to see how he would react.

A man and a beast walked on the road up the mountain.

Soon met Li Luohan and Lan Shen, who came down the mountain to find someone.

The night road was a little dark, Li Luohan still recognized her figure at a glance, and then walked slowly, and he was embarrassed to step forward.

Lan Shen: "Senior sister, is our master back?"

Is he reluctant to even get close now?

The elder sister looked past him and looked at the person behind him, flicking the branch and twitching the cub.

When the little beast saw Li Luohan, it wanted to rush over, but the people around it were so fierce that it didn't dare to move.

was slapped on the buttocks, and her cute eyes were full of tears.

Li Luohan, the father, was very distressed to see it, but he didn't dare to move!

The senior sister thought that she would be comfortable if she taught him a lesson, but she didn't expect to see him feel distressed, and she was even more uncomfortable.

He is so fierce, he hates it even more, right?

She threw away the branch and walked forward, and said without looking back: "No need to look for it, your master and Congfeng are together, and they won't come back for a few days."

Li Luohan smiled and patted Lan Shen, "Look, I'll just say that Master will be fine, you're too worried." ”

Lan Shen nodded and looked at the red buttocks.

Li Luohan bent down and hugged his son, rubbed his buttocks, and whispered, "Does it hurt?" Are you disobedient? In the future, you have to be good, you have to listen to your mother's words, otherwise your father won't be able to help you......"

He still remembered that Qingyan asked the senior sister to be the little beast's mother, and he also acquiesced to her identity in his heart.

Because of this, he is very patient with the cubs, just like his own son.

There is one thing that everyone doesn't know, in fact, the little cub is not a son.

Lan Shen walked beside him and heard his words clearly.

Although he could hear him secretly calling Senior Sister Feifei Niang every day, he was still a little unacceptable.

He felt that Luo Han and the master sister of qin painting were not compatible at all, just like a quiet and elegant peony flower and a wild dog that could not be tied.

The wild dog picked up the little monster son, ran a few steps to follow, and didn't dare to walk side by side with his son and his mother, just like a little daughter-in-law, half a step after the wrong half-step.

Very well-behaved and sensible.

Lan Shen shook his head.

He had never seen such a unproductive man.