Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Crisis Comes
Feng Qingran suppressed the idea of trying to dodge, and stared at Ye Youwu with a somewhat unnatural and somewhat wary look, as if to tell her that as long as she dared to mess around again, he would never be polite.
Seeing that the wind was lightly dyed as nervous as facing a great enemy, the corners of Ye Youwu's mouth hooked slightly, and she couldn't help but laugh in her heart.
Damn, do you need to guard against it like this?
I just wanted to touch her, and I didn't deliberately play tricks on her like I did in the morning......
Didn't she know that this would only stir her heart even more to play tricks on her?
This stupid guy is really cute......
When Ye Youwu's soft and boneless jade hand gently stroked the beautiful face, Feng Qingzhi only felt that his body was like an electric shock, and a tingling electric current spread to the entire limbs, and at the same time, a faint fragrance also rushed into his nose, making his heart palpitate.
The hug in the morning, it can be said that the wind was lightly dyed without any preparation, but now it is different, he is very prepared in his heart, and the night dance is close to him like this, which naturally makes him very sensitive.
At the moment when Ye Youwu finished touching it, Feng Qingran's body quickly took two steps back, and said coldly to Ye Youwu with a calm face: "Miss, please keep your promise......
Seeing that the wind was so quick to dodge, Ye Youwu secretly said stingy in her heart, but since she promised, how could she be a treacherous person, so naturally she would not be unreasonably entangled, and at the same time, she was more sure of the medicinal effect of Huanyan Dan, and secretly decided in her heart that this kind of good thing, it is the king to get two more on her body.
God knows that I accidentally injured my face that day, so it's good to be prepared with this.
Night Dance secretly thought to herself for a while, and then she put all her attention on Feng Qingran's body, but when she saw Feng Qingran's beautiful face float an unnatural red, her whole person was stunned for a moment, and then a pair of phoenix eyes lit up sharply, like Columbus discovering the New World, and like a child discovering a fun toy, she felt fresh at the expression on Feng Qingran's face.
I'm going to blush when I touch it, hahaha, it's too easy to be shy, isn't it......
Hahaha, what should I do, this thing is so cute and tight, what if I want to knock her down......
Night Dance held back the agitation in her heart and controlled her emotions, she knew that if she made an inexplicable move on this product at this time, she would definitely make this thing crazy......
Feng Qingran saw that the night dance was half loud and did not speak, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart, but when he saw the woman in front of him suddenly looking at him with strange eyes, his heart suddenly sank, and his face became slightly gloomy.
Did this woman find something?
Feng Qingran quickly replayed the scene just now, and felt that there should be nothing wrong, suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he remembered the hug in the morning, could it be that hug that exposed him to disguise himself as a woman?
Damn it! If it is exposed, I am afraid that I will never be able to get close to this woman in the future.
The wind lightly dyed the narrow peach blossom eyes with a touch of ruthless decisiveness, and he took away the woman's body of the five spirits, so as not to have too many dreams at night.
Night Dance didn't know that this unintentional act of hers aroused the suspicion of Wind Light Ran......
"Hey, light dye, what's wrong with you? Isn't it uncomfortable, why is your face so ugly all of a sudden? Seeing the light dyeing of the wind, Ye Youwu's face suddenly became uncertain, and the phoenix's eyes couldn't help revealing a strange color, and she reached out and touched his forehead naturally......
Night Dance's words suddenly made Feng Qingran stop his actions, and then looked at the concern in her eyes, his heart hesitated for a moment, and finally suppressed the thoughts that rose in his heart, he was a little embarrassed to avoid the little hand stretched out by Night Dance, and said in a cold tone: "The slave is fine!" ”
"It's okay! It's okay! Ye Youwu's red lips hooked slightly, and she withdrew her hand with a smile, not caring about Feng Qingran avoiding her touch, and she just smiled at Feng Qingdy's cold tone, and directly ignored the past, only thinking that this thing was dissatisfied with her teasing her.
"Light dye, I don't have anything to do here, you can go back and rest......" Ye Youwu suddenly remembered that this serious injury has not fully healed, it is better to rest more, anyway, he has nothing to do now, and he doesn't need to be served.
"Miss, light dyeing is now your personal slave, no matter where the eldest lady goes, the slave should serve by the eldest lady!" When the wind lightly dyed and saw that the night dance was about to catch up with him, his face suddenly changed slightly.
For a moment, he was a little unsure whether the woman in front of him had recognized his identity or not.
After all, it was very risky for him to choose to do it just now, Feng Qingran couldn't help but think of the white old man who was guarding this woman's side, even if he captured this woman's five spirit body, he was not sure that he could escape from this cottage after being discovered, everything could only be outwitted.
Feng Qingran didn't know that he had missed the wonderful opportunity at this time, and thought that Bai Lao had been secretly guarding the night dance outside the room.
"Alright then!" Ye Youwu looked at the wind lightly dyed a serious and dedicated appearance, and she couldn't help but be speechless for a while, and suddenly, she didn't know if it was a wise decision to accept this demon goods as a personal slave.
Seeing that she didn't refuse, Feng Qingran couldn't help but feel relieved, and suddenly lowered his head, and a cold and dark color flashed under his eyes.
Since Ye Youwu returned to the cabin, she has never been out of the cabin, the matter of the cottage has been basically straightened out, and if there is really something, Bai Lao can completely take the idea, and she doesn't have to worry about it at all, she closed her eyes tightly, sat cross-legged on the bed, and kept moving the strange and familiar spiritual power in her body.
Although Ye Youwu doesn't want to become a cultivator like her predecessor, she knows better than anyone else that this world is cruel than the world in her previous life, the strong eat the weak, the strong are respected, everything depends on your own strength to speak, as long as you are stronger than others, you can win power and respect, if you are three points weaker than others, you will be eaten by others and there is no scum left.
This is especially true in large families, the law of the jungle, only the strong will win, and the weak will be eliminated, and finally reduced to a tool to serve the strong.
Feng Qingran has been standing beside the bed and watching Ye Youwu, only to see his hands clenched into fists from time to time, and then released from time to time, his face is even more uncertain, which shows that there is a great battle in his heart.
In the end, his face gradually calmed down, and he turned around and walked directly towards the outside of the wooden house, he decided to test whether Bai Lao was outside the room.
Such a good opportunity, how could he miss it in vain.
An extra minute of delay would be an ordeal for him.
Feng Qingran stood outside the door and glanced around, and when he didn't find Bai Lao's figure, his heart couldn't help but skip half a beat.
Isn't that old man there?
Feng Qingran took a deep breath and began to call around: "Bai Lao, Bai Lao, Bai Lao......"
After screaming several times without getting a response, Feng Qingran began to affirm in his heart that Bai Lao was not guarding outside the cabin for some reason, his heart couldn't help but skip another half beat, and his breathing began to slowly become short.
At this time, he finally remembered that when this woman came back, Bai Lao did not follow her, which means that the old man must have something important to deal with, so he did not follow this woman's side.
A hint of remorse flashed in Feng Qingran's heart, knowing that he had missed the perfect opportunity.
But it was not too late at this time, Feng Qingran suddenly turned to look at the person on the bed, his thin lips outlined a cold and cold arc, and began to walk towards the night dance step by step......