Chapter 443

Seeing this, the man in white laughed and shook his head.

"Where am I?" Great grace doesn't say thanks. It's superfluous to say thanks. On the contrary, Ryukyu is very magnanimous. It's just that she is not xuanyuanche, but

"The valley." The man in white is smiling and looking down at Ryukyu, stretching out his fingers and gently massaging his sideburns.

"I think it's beautiful here, so I'll stay for a few more days." A rather casual answer.

Ryukyu frowned. What's the answer.

"However, it should be a little far from Tianchen state-owned." A man in white has eyes that can see the heart.

Without waiting for Ryukyu to ask, the man in white quite didn't care: "I hate fighting."

War? As soon as Ryukyu heard this, his heart immediately understood. What does this mean is that heaven is at war? Xuanyuanche didn't say he couldn't fight. How could he Is it because

In his heart, he quickly turned many thoughts, but Ryukyu didn't ask, and didn't show any emotion fluctuation on his face.

It's just that fist, subconsciously clenched.

Glancing at the beautiful flowers outside the window, Ryukyu suddenly said silently, "the Southern Song Dynasty."

"Smart." The man in white immediately pointed out: "I hate cold weather. It's warm here." Quite irresponsible, quite arbitrary words, but there is no way to refute, as if his dislike should be justified.

And this disgusting, but also has a considerable appeal, attract the surrounding people, feel that they should also hate such a climate in general.

Ryukyu lifted his eyes and swept the man in white. This man is so big and charming.

Looking at the man in white, Ryukyu finds that his hand is always on his sideburns, massaging himself. She doesn't feel excluded at all. This

The man in white suddenly leaned down, kissed Ryukyu on the forehead, and said with a smile, "just wake up, or rest more, tomorrow I'll ask you."

Ryukyu's eyes sank abruptly. Before she became angry, the man in white pressed directly on her temple, and Ryukyu, who had been ordered to sleep in the cave, closed his eyes slowly.

Looking at the sleeping Ryukyu in white, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened. He pinched Ryukyu's cheek and said with a smile, "such a similar face, but with different temperament, is a wild horse. It's really a tiring job."

Inexplicable words, do not know Ryukyu listen not to hear.

Out of the window, the mountain flowers are brilliant and the leaves are colorful.