Ziyu's face under the clothes twitched, and a smile flashed in her eyes, she dared to pretend to be a man, so she naturally wouldn't show a flaw, just wearing a man's clothes and thinking that pretending to be a man was the lowest level of disguise.

Reaching out and grabbing the clothes on his head, the smile on Ziyu's face quickly converged, revealing a disappointed expression, and his tone was extremely disappointed, holding the clothes and pretending to be reluctant to go out of the room: "Little brother, go and come back quickly, I'll be back soon." ”

As soon as he went out, Ziyu immediately slipped away with oil on the soles of his feet.

Sample, touched my chest, cheap you.

Beiming Changfeng listened to the footsteps running outside the door, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, and then he lowered his head as if he remembered something and sniffed the finger that grabbed Ziyu's clothes just now.

A rich smell of seawater is mixed with a faint, almost unpleasant smell of sulfur.

The eyes of the Northern Darkness Changfeng were slightly sharp, and he squinted slightly, looking up from the window at the sea that had fallen silent in the distance.

Brimstone, bombers, scuttlers are nowhere to be seen, wet people......

The fingertips rubbed slightly, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on the face of the North Shadow Changfeng, who had always been paralyzed, and he turned his head to look in the direction where Ziyu left.

"Earth One."

"Yes." The ground pushed the door in.

Beiming Changfeng whispered a few words, nodded and retreated without saying a word.

The North Wind stood up and looked at the dark night outside the window with his hands behind his back, and the morning star in the sky was very bright at this time, as if he wanted to lead the stars to break through the darkness and welcome the brilliant light.

The sound of the waves, deep and shallow.

"Da Shao, I'm back." There was a knock on the door, and Ziyu popped up.

A basin of hot water was poured on the head, and the chest wrapping camouflage was quickly replaced, and when it was finished, another beautiful man.

"Da Shao, it's late at night, it's time to sleep." Glancing at the back of the North Wind Changfeng, Ziyu obediently crawled on the bed = and began to be a pillow.

Sleep, sleep, don't talk about the killing just now, see how obediently I use you as a pillow.

Ziyu looked up at the North Shadow Changfeng, but his eyes revealed that he would ask me, ask me, and I would answer if you asked.

Beiming Changfeng turned around and took a deep look at Ziyu, didn't say anything, walked straight over, and mentioned Ziyu.

What are you doing, what are you doing, mentioning her again?

Ziyu watched with wide eyes as Beiming Changfeng lifted her from the head of the bed, and then fell sideways on the bed=, and then he stepped onto the bed himself=, leaned his back against her and extinguished the light with a wave of his hand, and that's it...... Slept.

Slept like this?

There was no inquiry, no movement, and I just slept like this?

Ziyu's eyes widened and she looked at the night, she had just come up with a perfect answer to the question that the Northern Wind might ask in the little time she was taking a bath, and it was so useless?

Although she didn't want Bei Ying Changfeng to ask, but everyone would ask why they fell and didn't see anyone, and such a strange thing came out after people were killed, right?

Don't ask, don't ask, really don't ask?

Ziyu looked at the darkness and felt a kind of depression that had prepared thousands of troops and horses, but the other party did not come with any enemies.

The wind of the North Underworld will cause internal injuries in this way.

Ziyu stared at the end of the bed, you are ruthless enough, you know that she wants to answer a lie and don't even ask, it is powerful enough.

Late spring and early summer are the time when depression breeds.

Good hurt.

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That promised to open a new article in August, and today is not a few days after the August lunar calendar, and now it's only the beginning of the September lunar calendar, I'm not too late, and I'm not allowed to throw eggs