Before the big rough hand could get in, there was another crisp sound, and it was ruthlessly slapped away.

Ye Xiuyan's little face became darker.

His eyes were deep, staring at him faintly.

Dare to pinch, really when she doesn't dare to beat people?

Rebels!

"Ugh."

Twilight Sword was shocked, as if he had been burned, and retracted his hand in a sneer.

"Get out of the way, stay out."

Twilight sneered, pushed the two senior brothers away, and made up for it very comfortably: "Just with the stupidity of the two of you, you also want to please the little junior sister, go dream." ”

Twilight Sword was pushed by her desolate power and nearly fell, rolling her eyes in anger.

How could he be flattering, it was obvious that he saw a familiar shadow in the little girl.

In other words, why does he think that when the little girl squints her eyes and stares at him, she is eight points similar to the master?

"Little junior sister, take care of them."

Twilight squatted down, brushed her hair cool and handsomely, and threw a wink at the little junior sister: "They are the one who urinate, they have itchy skin if they don't get beaten for a day, and they have to be beaten a few times to be honest." ”

Ye Xiuyan blinked, looking at the smiling face that was close at hand, wanton and unrestrained, and her heart was in a trance.

Mu Si is her only female apprentice, and it is also the apprentice who worries her the most except for Twilight.

She is different from Twilight Sword and Twilight Horror, she is not talented, she is stronger since she was a child, she studies hard, and refuses to admit defeat.

In her eyes, Shizun is a model of women's self-improvement and self-reliance, and an example of her imitation worship.

Therefore, her words and deeds are subconsciously imitating the master.

Even the freewheeling and uninhibited temperament has been learned.

The little sister is so cute.

I couldn't help it, I wanted to slash.

Mu Si is a cute treasure control, seeing that the little junior sister looked at her stunned, Meng almost had a nosebleed.

She was secretly happy in her heart and took the opportunity to stretch out her hand.

Ye Xiuyan only sighed for a few seconds, and her pink little cheeks were sneak attacked.

glanced at the wanton kneading paws, and the momentum changed dramatically in an instant.

"Smack."

With a crisp sound, she unceremoniously slapped away the rebel's hand, and knocked on the door of her head again.

"Oops."

Mu Si was caught off guard, was knocked on the ground, covered his forehead and leaned back, almost sitting on the ground.

At this moment, she and Twilight Sword had the same thoughts.

The little sister knocked on her head, why did she knock so smoothly?

Obviously the action is not fast, why can't you dodge?

Where does this familiar feeling come from?

"Poof."

Twilight moxibustion looked funny, and I couldn't hold back for a while, and burst out laughing.

Ye Xiuyan heard the laughter and instantly diverted her attention.

The sparkling beautiful eyes looked at the gentle young man, glowing with endless tenderness and longing.

Twilight hedge, her twilight hedge.

The most intimate and gentle apprentice.

How fortunate she is to be reincarnated and to be able to see him again.

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At this moment, Twilight Moxibustion was the opposite of her mood.

The smile froze, and the heart and liver trembled violently.

Why did he see in the eyes of the little junior sister, the emotions of the elders who cared about the juniors.

Where does the weird feeling come from?

"Little junior sister has seen me before?"

He couldn't figure it out, so he simply squatted down and asked tentatively.

"Does it hurt?"

Ye Xiuyan didn't answer, but reached out and grabbed half of his stump sleeve, her eyelids glistening with tears.

"Boom!"

Twilight's heart was shocked, as if it had been struck by lightning, and he stood on the spot.

He vaguely remembered that when his arm was cut off, Ah Niang carved it like this, grabbing his stump sleeve, his heart aching.

His broken arm is a pain that A-Niang can't let go of in her life.

It's also a burden to her.

Thank you, little fairy, white shirt, on the flamboyant handsome monthly ticket.

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(End of chapter)