Ye Qingchen clasped his hands around his chest, raised his eyebrows, and hooked his lips, beautiful and evil, "What else can you do?" Of course, it's an errand. ”

Stygian: "......"

He really underestimated Ye Qingchen's face!

In the end, he is too simple!

He had to dry his face, turned his head, and whispered, "I'll take you over... ”

After that, he didn't wait for Ye Qingchen to say anything, his steps were fast, as if some flood beast was chasing him behind him.

Ye Qingchen thought to himself, are all the people in the dark night so pure?

So, she shouted at the back of the Stygian Wind, "What are you shy, aren't you... ”

Ye Qingchen just wanted to speak and stopped, which made people think about it, and his face was dry.

Stygian Wind slipped and almost fell to the ground. The face of the ** cryed without tears, crying in my heart, where is this a woman...

"This is it. "The wind didn't dare to look at Ye Qingchen, he looked around, and he couldn't wait to leave.

Ye Qingchen looked at the courtyard in front of him and nodded gently.

In the next moment, she turned her head to look at the Stygian Wind and asked, "What is your lord's name?" The Dark Emperor of the Night Empire is famous, but few people know what his full name is.

Asked about this, the shyness on Stygian's face was replaced by a solemnity, and he replied in a deep voice, "The name of the Venerable Lord is not something we can discuss, if you want to know, Miss Ye, you can ask the Venerable Lord personally." ”

Ye Qingchen nodded clearly.

After the wind receded, Ye Qingchen pushed the door and entered the courtyard.

There is nothing special about the courtyard, but it is very clean and simple, and it exudes a cold air, just like the man's temperament.

Being in the middle of it, it seemed that he was standing in the powerful aura of that person, breathing depressed and feeling pressured.

Immediately, he entered his room.

The furnishings in the room are just as simple. She reached out and slid over the table beside her, and it was spotless.

"I really can't get rid of this problem of cleanliness. Ye Qingchen shook his head amusedly. No matter what kind of temperament Long Junmo is, he has an extremely serious cleanliness habit.

Ye Qingchen finally set his eyes on the large bed in the center of the room, which was quite spacious and exquisite.

After thinking about it, she walked towards the big bed, stood beside the bed, her fingers gently brushed the quilt, and a faint cold fragrance filled her nose.

Ye Qingchen's heart shook slightly.

What a familiar smell, just as the man had taken her in his arms, and she could only smell a faint cold fragrance when she pressed it against his chest.

It smells good and makes people feel at ease.

Ye Qingchen's fingertips trembled slightly, his heart was full of thoughts, and he didn't notice at all that there was a tall figure standing in front of the door.

Looking at the back of the person in the room, Fu Hanxiu's heart was extremely complicated.

As usual, if anyone dares to trespass on his private sphere, the end will be absolutely miserable. However, at this moment, when he saw Ye Qingchen appear in his room, standing in front of his bed, touching his things, he didn't know how to react.

He was just separated by a door, his eyes fell heavily on the back, and his eyes were like a dark tide, churning with many inexplicable emotions.

Perhaps feeling the gaze of this gaze, Ye Qingchen turned his head leisurely, and just looked into a pair of dark and deep eyes that were as deep as an abyss and like an endless night.

After looking at each other for a moment, she stood up straight, with a bright smile in her eyes, "You're back?"

The tone, ordinary, seemed as if she was his wife and saw the returning husband.

Fu Hanxiu's heart trembled, and again, inevitably, beating!