The blue eyes like the sky and the blue sea gradually turned into a shallow hot spring, warm and warm people feel comfortable from the bottom of their hearts, and I don't know if it is the red spring light under the reflection of the morning glow, and the white jade-like soft and clean and elegant skin is so transparent and white.

He didn't need any words or frills, just standing there dressed in black would make people feel that the sun was shining brighter on him than elsewhere.

The eyes that were as bright as the sun were spinning around maliciously on the side, and Fenghua finally admired the demeanor of the blue-eyed beautiful man, and a white steamed bun popped out of his hand and slammed into the man in red.

The body of the man in red was hit by that and he was able to move, but he saw a black shadow in front of him rushing out of his side like a sharp arrow from the string, and slipped over the wall with great agility.

After moving his hands and feet a little stiffly, he took another look at the man who had turned into a frozen jade sculpture again, and left in the direction of Fenghua.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xiao Lu, who had not closed his mouth, opened his mouth wider, and his eyes stared for a long time, almost bursting into tears. Don't think that he doesn't know if he is weak, this black-clothed masked man and the embarrassed white-clothed man that day have exactly the same breath on their bodies.

Another finger tapped on his chin, and Xiao Lu found that his mouth was finally able to close, and his mouth opened and closed silently many times, and he said inarticulately, "Childe, that disciple has snatched the blood-winged bat we need again, let's ......"

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Lu felt that his mouth had just been closed, and his son pressed his jaw.

Obviously, the tongue can move, but the mouth can't be opened at all as if it is uncontrollable!

Xiao Lu was full of grief and indignation, but in the end he found that Childe's thin lips were always pursed with a slight upward angle, he didn't know whether he was smiling or not, but he could only realize that his son's mood seemed to be excellent.

It's hard to open your mouth, Xiao Lu followed behind Childe and stared dryly, complaining in her heart, Childe, you were taken bad by that disciple!

Usually a son, but he wouldn't bully him like this!

It's a pity that Childe has always said the same, and the puffy little green has to follow behind, his round little face is bulging like a bun, and the short ponytail on his head is flicking around dissatisfiedly.

After taking two steps, he found that there seemed to be a small ball in his mouth, and his tongue licked it tentatively, and the round kitten eyes that satisfied Xiao Lu with the sweet taste narrowed, and the expression on his face was not so bitter.

Delicious!

Xiao Lu's mood instantly became better, was it given by Childe? Probably not, could it be that the disciple was thrown in when he left?

Thinking of Fenghua, Xiao Lu began to grit his teeth, shouldn't it be some strange poison?

As a result, the round little ball was bitten by itself, and the sweeter taste spread, so sweet!

Unconsciously, Xiao Lu was bought by a candy ball, and he didn't notice the fingertips of the boy on the side who were only placed on his waist after the person left, and raised his hand to take out a small bag from his waist that did not belong to him, and opened it gently, and there were small colored round balls inside.