Tie him up?

Mi'er was tied up with the cold last night?

Playing so big?

Qingyan was dumbfounded.

From the wind was no less surprised than hers, only more than her.

Men seem to have an innate receptivity to this kind of thing, and after being surprised, their minds immediately begin to be whimsical and ready to move.

It's like being opened up to another world, and it turns out that you can play like this......

Qingyan naturally didn't know what Congfeng thought in her heart, she was just fighting for Li Luohan.

"How can you tie him up by bullying? No way! How can I, as a master, stand by and watch, from today onwards, I will urge him to practice, and I can't let him always be ridden on his head by you! Qingyan said the calf.

The senior sister was serious, "I didn't ride on his head." ”

Qingyan suspects her of driving, but she has no evidence.

"Anyway, it's not good, Luo Han is my disciple of Qingyan, how can I always fall into the wind!"

Qingyan thought about it and found that Li Luohan couldn't win against Mi'er for another hundred and eighty years of training at his current level, so he could only plead for him flatteringly.

"Mi'er, a man, he has a very strong self-esteem, you occasionally let him, give him a bit of prestige, it's also a kind of fun!"

The senior sister raised her hand, and a pile of books fell out of her sleeve, "I know, if you don't understand, I can teach you." ”

Qingyan looked at the books on the table and the ground: "......"

It's her salty radish that worries about it.

From the excellent eyesight, standing behind the desk, you can see the details of an open book on the ground.

He walked over quickly, pulled Qingyan behind him, blocked her view, and looked at Senior Sister disapprovingly, "Stop showing her these messy things." ”

Senior Sister glanced at him coldly, "What do you have to do with it?" Rain on someone's parade! ”

was supposed to share interesting things about the boudoir with a good friend, and the two had a good chat, but this person was so bored that he wanted to be disturbed.

With a wave of her slender hand, the books disappeared in an instant.

The senior sister wanted to go into her house, but the cub was lying at Qingyan's feet and refused to leave.

The senior sister glanced at the little monster, and the little monster trembled in fright, and immediately squeezed between Qingyan's legs, trying to squeeze behind her and hide.

It was so big that Qingyan was like riding on a pig, and it almost turned over on the pig's back.

The wind held the man and looked at the beast with displeasure.

The little beast's green cute eyes are aggrieved.

Qingyan beat the wind, "What are you doing murdering my grandson?" ”

From the wind: "......"

After Qingyan finished beating the wind, he turned around and went to fight the beast again, "What's the matter with you?" I'm ashamed to have the guts to go out with such a novel! ”

The cub rubbed her hand with her head, wanting to be coquettish with her.

But it forgot that it had rough skin and thick flesh, and all at once it grinded Qingyan's hands red.

"It hurts!" Qingyan whispered.

Kicking the beast over with a kick from the wind, he held her hand distressedly, "I'll take a look." ”

In fact, it was grinding for a while, and it didn't hurt very much, Qingyan wanted to pull out his hand, but he refused to let go, and had to hold her, as if she didn't have a sore hand but a broken leg.

The cub was kicked over and never got up.

Qingyan glared at the wind, "How hard do you kick it!" ”

Staring at the motionless little monster from the wind, the clear voice was a little colder, "Play dead." ”

"Pretended?" Qingyan sat on his lap, his feet not touching the ground, dangling, and he lifted his toes to push the little monster's ass.

The cub screamed and screamed, dying, so pitiful.

Its eyelids were half-covered, and its little green eyes shone with a sly light.

Hmph, you human being is very bad, give me unsealed spiritual consciousness just to let me call you grandpa, shame on me!

I can obviously transform into a human form, but you don't let me be a man, so that I will seal my spiritual sense, see if I don't kill you this time.

From the wind: "......"

"You still say it's pretended? It's dying, I think you're jealous that it's favored, and you're not favored, so you're poisoned! Qingyan was so angry that he didn't hug him, and had to get off his lap.

The little beast blinked his little eyes, yes, yes, yes, he was jealous of me!

Congfeng smiled helplessly, got up and followed, and forced people into a corner, "You also know that I can't be favored, so you can't spoil me?" It's so good for a little beast, why can't it be good for me? Why can't you like me? ”

She always cares about Li Luohan, she has to care about her cultivation, she has to care about finding a daughter-in-law, and even the matter of the boudoir is worried that he will be bullied.

is even more blatantly partial to Lan Shen, and the people in the entire Wuxian Academy know that she likes Lan Shen the most, and the first thing that comes to mind when there is anything delicious is Lan Shen, and she is reluctant to feel a little wronged.

Only for him, he is always fierce, as if he hates it.

He knows he's not likable, but can't she like him a little bit?

As the wind approached step by step, the green smoke could not retreat, and his back was against the wall.

"Why should I ......" Qingyan refused to show his heart, lest his tail rise to the sky.

He raised his head and slammed into his deep, complicated gaze.

The man smiled at the corner of his mouth, as if he was flirting with her, but the nervousness in his eyes couldn't deceive anyone.

It turns out that he is suffering from gains and losses again, and he is worried that he will not like him.

Why is this man always cranky?

Qingyan's heart softened, and his little hand played with his clothes, feeling sorry for him.

She was silent, letting her heart fall from the wind to the bottom, afraid to face the truth.

Qingyan was about to speak, but he turned around and left.

"Hello?" Qingyan ran to the door, but the ghost didn't see it.

Ask like to ask, but the answer doesn't want to listen, what about teasing her?

Qingyan turned around step by step, paced back slowly, and saw that in the pig killing bucket under the eaves, Xiao Youqi opened his eyes weakly at night.

His hair was scattered, his head was leaning against the edge of the barrel, and his eyes were soaked in blood, depressed and bewitching.

At the moment, Qingyan was not in the mood to appreciate it, she wanted to go directly into the house, and caught a glimpse of the mud basin next to the barrel.

It's scorched!

Qingyan's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Yes! Who! Dry! Target! ”

With a roar, the birds in the bamboo forest flew away.

The little disciples who were practicing swords on the training ground stopped and looked at each other, trembling.

Oops, the elder is angry again!

Which unlucky bastard annoyed the Elder?

Who are the elders? How could he let him go, the elder would definitely whip him to death with a small leather whip soaked in chili water!

Qingyan hasn't whipped people with a leather whip for a long time, but there are still legends about her in the rivers and lakes.

With the academy recruiting new disciples every year, the only advice the senior brothers have for the new disciples is not to mess with the Great Elder.

The Great Elder is beautiful and pretty, and the fierce is really fierce.

She will whip disobedient disciples with a small leather whip, punish them for carrying water if they make mistakes, punish them for copying test papers, punish them for not being able to eat, and punish them for not having old hen soup to drink!

So far, the most pitiful disciple of Xiaolinshan is none other than Congfeng.

All the punishments, he has wrapped!

That's the beautiful moonlight, the noble and moderate senior brother of Congfeng, he is such a Zhilan jade tree, his aura is extraordinary, and he has such a pitiful past, it is sad to hear it, and the listener is crying.

So much so that those little disciples saw Congfeng, admiration or adoration with a trace of sympathy in their eyes.

The Great Elder created a credit system, requiring the little disciples to develop morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically, and labor in an all-round way, and set up exams twice a year, and if they fail to pass the exam, there will be no New Year's gift package!

That's a New Year's package!