Chapter 133

Looking at Yi Feng's back, Bai Piao has been watching for a long time.

In that look, the deep resentment lingered for a long time.

She never thought that her first invitation to the opposite sex ended in failure.

This feeling is really hard!

"But you, young master Yi..." however, Bai Piao Piao suddenly smiled and murmured, "you are really interesting!"

Yi Feng disappeared in sight. Bai Piao Piao turned and walked into the guest room behind him. After all, Maomao is still resting. Since she is here, it's better to clean up the room directly.

The room was clean.

Even cleaner than before Yi Feng lived.

In particular, the bedding was folded into bean curd blocks with edges and corners, which made Bai Piao's eyes twinkle with strange colors.

"Yi Feng, Yi Feng, obviously you are just a mortal, but you are such a mortal, but there is something extraordinary everywhere!" Bai Piao looked sideways at the clean bedding and whispered thoughtfully: "gentle and elegant, extraordinary temperament, the poems made are amazing, the pop-up music breaks my bottleneck, and even when my array in the garden is open, you still come..."

"Who the hell are you?"

In a daze for a long time, Bai Piaoping picked up the bedding on the bed and was ready to change it.

But just picked up, her beautiful eyes moved slightly, and her smart eyes looked at the quilt in her hands.

It seems to be above.

Does it smell good?

Bai Piao glanced around and saw that there was no one around. The tip of her beautiful nose leaned over.

The faint fragrance was introduced into her nose, which made her feel infatuated.

"Is this his taste?"

Unconsciously, holding the palm of the quilt, I couldn't help exerting some force, but I hesitated in my heart. Do you really want to change the quilt?

What made her even more incredible was that she had the impulse to hold the quilt and lie here to sleep.

Clenched his teeth.

After all, it was put into action and turned impulse into reality.

After wading down gently and covering the bedding, the faint fragrance diffused from all directions. Bai Piao felt an unprecedented sense of comfort. Unexpectedly, she was gradually sleepy. Her beautiful eyes couldn't help but close and relax.

Time, slowly past.

It's been a long time

Bai Piao just woke up leisurely. She felt more comfortable than ever before. This sleep almost took away her fatigue.

She gently stretched out her hands from the quilt, grabbed the edge of the mattress, gently pulled it down the tip of her nose, and couldn't help smelling it.

But in Bai Piao's infatuation, she found someone staring at her.

He turned his head.

Sure enough, a pair of incredible big eyes kicked her. It seemed that she had been here for a long time. Finally, she couldn't help shouting: "ah, miss, you actually..."

Bai Piao Piao's face changed slightly. When his body moved, he pulled away from the bedding and came to Maomao's side. The jade hand blocked Maomao's small mouth.

"Miss, let me go." Mao Mao broke free directly, pointed to the wooden bed next to him and continued to shout, "you actually slept in the bed where Yi Feng slept..."

"I didn't!"

White Piao Piao blushed and sophisticated. He never thought that such an unspeakable thing had been seen by others.

"No, I saw it just now."

But Maomao was still incredible and continued to shout. He couldn't cover his mouth.

"You..."

White floating iron blue face, gently scolded: "don't talk."

"No, I'm going to say that you just slept in Yi Feng's bed. I saw it. You're still sophistry." Mao Mao said without giving up.

"You..."

Bai Piao was told by Mao Mao that he wanted to find a seam to drill down. His face was cruel, and he turned his palm into a knife and patted it on the back of Mao Mao's neck.

With his eyes turned over, Mao Mao fell directly to the ground.

Seeing this, Bai Piao was relieved and sat down again.

I touched my hot face and found that it was red to my neck. I was very shy when I thought about this absurd thing.

……

Yi Feng's heart reads Zhong Qing's injury and rushes down the mountain without stopping.

In the martial arts school, the existence of Yi Feng, the master, is less lively and more cold.

Dog son Ao Qing lay on the floor bored, yawning in his mouth.

"Shh!"

"Puppy, come here."

Suddenly, a light whistle sounded, and a playful voice came to its ears.

Almost instantly, Ao Qing's hair exploded all over his body, and his heart burst into his throat. Lying on his stomach, he jumped up directly, and his limbs could not help shaking.

Creepy, he braved a cold sweat and slowly looked at the well cover behind him.

"Skeleton, skeleton master, do you have anything to tell?" Ao Qing stammered.