Chapter 22: Don't You Hate Me?

Bai Lao looked at Wang Xiaoju coldly, only felt that this guy was a little sloppy, and he didn't know what the eldest lady looked at this guy, and he was so good to this product.

Bai Lao's cold eyes suddenly made Wang Xiaoju's heart feel weak, and there was a chill behind him, although he was more afraid of the eldest lady, but he was also afraid of the old man in front of him, after all, this old man was not as easy to talk as the eldest lady.

After the night dance left, Wang Xiaoju flashed gray under Bai Lao's gaze, and Bai Lao took out a few bottles of pills from his sleeve with a complicated expression and left them for Feng Qingdye, and then turned around and left directly.

Now that it is known that Wind Light Dye is a scourge, he naturally has no good face for Wind Light Dye, and he also retains a bit of hostility.

After all, the existence of light wind dyes threatens the life safety of the eldest lady.

The night, just like that, quietly departed, the sky began to brighten, and the horizon began to gradually brighten up the belly of the white fish, and after a while, a round of red sun jumped out of the horizon, shining golden light, shining on the earth.

Night Dance slowly woke up from her sleep, she stretched her waist, sat up with a somewhat lazy expression, leaned back on the bed and yawned.

"Miss, are you awake......" Suddenly, a voice sounded in Ye Youwu's ears.

This voice suddenly startled Ye Youwu, she quickly raised her head and looked at the source of the sound, only to find that Feng Qingran was standing at the head of her bed at some point, looking at her holding the silver basin in both hands, Ye Youwu couldn't help frowning lightly, and said coldly: "Didn't I say that you should rest for two days?" ”

"The slave is now the personal slave of the eldest lady, so naturally she has to serve the eldest lady at any time." Feng Qingran replied calmly, in fact, he had been standing here for a long time, if it weren't for the old man guarding the door, I was afraid that he would have been unable to help but move.

He just wants to regain his strength as soon as possible now, as long as he follows this savage woman, he can find an opportunity at any time.

When Ye Youwu heard this, he was speechless for a while, damn, this product is too dedicated, right......

Looking at the face that had not yet recovered, she didn't have a trace of guilt, because who let this thing want to kill her, and want her to come, in a word, self-inflicted......

"Miss, please wash up......" Feng Qingran saw Ye Youwu staring at herself for a while, and couldn't help blinking a trace of nervousness in her heart.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, what's wrong with him? would be afraid of a nether woman, and when she said it, she was afraid that she would be laughed off by people who knew him well.

Just this morning, he realized where he had fallen, he had fallen to the lower realm where his aura was thin, and it was no wonder that these people were pitiful in their cultivation, in the past, he could pinch a large piece of it to death at will.

I sighed faintly in my heart, but this is fine, those beam-jumping clowns didn't expect that they would be in the Nether, they were just afraid that they would think he was dead, after all, they were involved in the chaos of time and space, and the hope of surviving was almost zero.

He survived, almost entirely by the word miracle.

He must go back for revenge, Feng Qingran's hands holding the silver basin couldn't help but tighten by three points, and his eyes looking at the night dance were even hotter by three points.

Seeing the wind lightly dyed and looking at herself with the strange eyes of last night, Ye Youwu couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in her heart, this thing seems to be a little weird, she doesn't think she is too beautiful, so that this thing has the heart of a lily.

Last night, she abused this goods very badly, and replaced it with an ordinary person, even if she didn't hate it in her heart, she wouldn't like herself.

Is there anything in you that you can plot?

Night Dance thought about it, but I really couldn't think of anything good for this guy to plot, maybe this guy is really a hardcore lover and likes to look for abuse, otherwise why would this thing look at himself like this.

But when she thought of the murderous aura that this thing exuded when she was beaten by herself, Night Dance immediately denied her thoughts, if she really liked to find abuse, then she didn't need to think about killing herself.

Ye Youwu secretly suppressed the doubts in her heart, and got out of bed directly with her bare jade feet, she came to Feng Qingran, this station, Ye Youwu realized that the goods in front of her were even taller than herself, by the way, what did you eat to grow up......

muttered a few times in her heart, she knew that her body was still developing, and she naturally couldn't do anything with the mature and hot body in her previous life.

People are more angry than people, and Night Dance quickly swept away the grievances in her heart, she didn't want to be angry with herself because of such childish jealousy.

"You don't hate me?" Night Dance raised her head slightly, showing a bright and bright smile at the wind, like an innocent child, innocent and flawless, completely devoid of last night's cruelty and viciousness.

Feng Qingran looked at Ye Youwu like this, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, obviously a little uncomfortable with her such a change, after all, her violent appearance last night was deeply rooted in his heart, and I am afraid that he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

"Back to the eldest lady, the slave and maid do not hate, on the contrary, the slave and maid are still a little grateful to the eldest lady, it is the eldest lady who gives the slave and maid hope to live......" Feng Qingran's tone was unexpectedly with a little sincerity.

If you want to say hate, he naturally hates, Feng Qingran sneered in his heart, but this kind of hatred he naturally suppressed the deepest in his heart, after all, he had never suffered such humiliation, he would naturally return it to her one by one......

At the same time, he was grateful to her in his heart, because she could help him recover his cultivation.

The savage woman in front of her probably couldn't imagine how painful and cruel it was for a person to lose his cultivation.

So he was grateful to her, and to God, for allowing him to find new hope in his desperate situation.

It's like being bitten by a poisonous snake when you're climbing a cliff, and you're finding an antidote in the season of crisis......

Yes, she is the antidote, the antidote to his pain, Feng Qingran thought so in his heart.

Night Dance stared at the wind lightly, and did not see any emotional fluctuations in her eyes and face, but heard a bit of sincerity in her words, as if she was really grateful to herself for saving her from the water and fire, a strange feeling rose from the bottom of her heart, she frowned slightly, obviously a little dislike this feeling.

"Hehe, I didn't think you would hate me......" A playful smile curled up at the corner of Night Dance's mouth.

Interesting, for the first time in her life, she couldn't see through what was going on in a person's heart, but it didn't matter, after a long time, she would naturally know why this thing had such an attitude towards herself, anyway, it was a lot of time, wasn't it?

Feng Qingran didn't continue, he naturally saw that the savage woman in front of him didn't trust him, but he didn't care about that, he only cared about whether he could stay by her side all the time, and that was enough.