"Little girl."

Mu Ye suddenly called Liu Huanjiao, and looked at Liu Huanjiao with a strange smile.

Ask, "what on earth is your little head thinking all day? What's so funny about that?"

Liu Huanjiao nodded. It's funny! Of course it's funny! At the thought of tying pan Qingqing and Mu Xiu

No, what happened to her? What's so funny about evil men and women?

She's not the devil! Bring your own whole men and women. The Lord must have a halo of high tide!

"Well, no, I just thought that the wooden leader would get the secret script. I'm just happy for the wooden leader!"

Mu Ye waved to Liu Huanjiao.

Liu Huanjiao ran over, blinked and asked, "what's the matter, wooden leader?"

Muye raised his hand.

It gently fell on her face. Her skin was so delicate that it didn't look like a martial artist. There was a warm body temperature that was not closely related to him.

Liu Huanjiao looked sideways. She happened to see the wrist exposed after Muye's hand sleeve slipped. It was not as thin as a man, and her skin was white and transparent. She could clearly see the small blood vessels on it.

I don't know why, I took a pat.

Soft, Muye wiped her face with her thumb, as if she were wiping away stains.

His eyes were too gentle to speak.

For a moment, Liu Huanjiao thought Mu Ye liked her.

"Little girl, no man likes it. She's still sloppy. Who will like you?"

It's clearly a poisonous tongue, but I always feel good when I say it in that tone at this time.

So spoiled.

Liu Huanjiao smiled and bent her eyes. "It's all right. No man likes it. You'd better have a wooden leader."

Muye's hand suddenly stopped.

When wiping again, the force was a little stronger, which made Liu Huanjiao's delicate skin tingle slightly.

But she still looked at Muye with a smile and didn't move.

Finally, Mu ye let go and looked at Liu Huanjiao, who was wiped red on his face and smiled foolishly. She scolded, "silly girl!"

"Go back to your room, let someone fetch water and wash your dirty face."

Liu Huanjiao chased Mu ye and asked, "master mu, aren't we waiting for Pan Qingqing here? What are you going to do back to the room? It's just that your face is dirty. It's okay..."

Muye didn't return and didn't stop. He walked to the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw two people standing at the door.

Weak pan Qingqing and strong Mu Xiu.

Liu Huanjiao was stunned behind Muye.

This is so embarrassing!

Before the three men came back, Liu Huanjiao reacted first, took Muye's hand and left, saying, "young master ye, I said you went to the wrong room. You don't believe it. Look, the main owners of this room are back! I'm sorry! We'll go right away!"

As soon as Liu Huanjiao wiped Mu Xiu and was ready to leave, she was stopped by a voice.

"Wait."

Turning her head, pan Qingqing leaned weakly on Mu Xiu, but her face was very serious, and there was a bit of threat, "childe, you come out of my room..."

The sight fell in the room and on Liu Huanjiao, and said, "the room seems to have been turned over. You seem to have to give me an explanation before you go."

Mu Xiu also reacted, grabbed Liu Huanjiao's arm and shouted, "you can't go!"

But the next second, Mu Xiu was suddenly thrown by a strong force and felt pain. He released his hand grasping Liu Huanjiao.

Mu Ye's eyes were sharp, "you have no right to touch her."

"Blood jade sleeve... Are you a member of the blood jade sect?!"

Pan Qingqing looked at Mu ye in surprise and roared out such a sentence.

Liu Huanjiao was even more surprised than her.

Girl! Do you want your golden fingers to be so thick!

Can you see that?!