Seeing that Dongfang Yunlie didn't speak, just calmed his face, looked away, and looked at the same wet appearance on his body, Feng Qinyu's heart seemed to be burped by something, and he was a little uncomfortable.

But she didn't say anything, and after glancing at him, she went back to the master and servant, and set up a long railing over the fire, and took off her wet coat, and hung it on the railing to bake.

She didn't care about Dongfang Yunlie at all, but the woman whispered at this time, "Girl, that son is also soaked, doesn't he need to keep warm?" ”

"It's okay, he's a big man, what's so cold about it."

Feng Qinyu casually picked up the conversation, as if she was talking to the woman, but she comforted herself like she was turning a corner.

Through a thin coat, she didn't know what kind of emotions and mentality the person opposite was at this time, she didn't want to think about it, and she didn't want to care about him, in short, she still kept a distance from him.

And her answer to the woman clearly fell into Dongfang Yunlie's ears.

Hearing Feng Qinyu's answer so easily and indifferently, Dongfang Yunlie's eyes drooped slightly, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He stood with his back to them, his gloomy gaze out of the house, where the pouring rain fell endlessly, and every now and then a biting cool breeze blew in.

The body was soaked, and the cool breeze hit*, which made it even more bone-chilling.

He furrowed his eyebrows, his thin lips pursed softly, until a few shrill screams came from behind him—

"Ahh

In addition to the two masters and servants, there was also Feng Qinyu's voice.

Dongfang Yunlie's heart tightened, and he turned his head suddenly, seeing that the clothes that were hanging on the pole to dry were blown off by the strong wind blowing in from outside the temple.

The moment he turned his head, the three of them were only wrapped in a belly pocket, and their white bodies completely fell into Dongfang Yunlie's eyes.

The three of them were dumbfounded, and they forgot to pick up their clothes to cover themselves, and just looked at each other with Dongfang Yunlie.

Dongfang Yunlie, on the other hand, didn't react much to the scene in front of him, but when he looked at the chest of the woman who Qing'er called Miss, suddenly, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Feng Qinyu also came to his senses at this time, and saw Dongfang Yunlie's eyes narrowed deeply, and his eyelids stared at the chest without blinking, as if he wanted to see the woman in his heart.

Seeing that his expression was a little strange, I didn't know what he was looking at.

"This disciple!"

As Feng Qinyu cursed in a low voice, a piece of clothing flew towards Dongfang Yunlie's head, and when the clothes almost covered Dongfang Yunlie's eyes, Dongfang Yunlie dodged one step faster.

Looking over, he saw Feng Qinyu's provocative eyes with a little disdain, staring at him as if he was looking at a disciple.

Dongfang Yunlie's brows furrowed, and he was about to speak, when he saw Feng Qinyu grab a piece of clothing beside him and cover it for the master and servant, and at the same time, with Feng Qinyu's action, the master and servant suddenly came back to their senses.

Quickly grabbed the clothes handed over by Feng Qinyu, hurriedly covered his chest, and his face turned red.

At this time, Feng Qinyu was already dressed, and when she saw her walking in front of Dongfang Yunlie angrily, she said with disdain: "You hypocrite, you didn't even want to carry others at first, but now that you can see that the parents are so beautiful, you can't even blink when you stare at them." ”