Mufeng refused to help her take the censer back to Mu Qingchen. Duanmu yawang had no choice, so he planned to take it back to the Lingyue Pavilion and give it to Mu Qingchen, but Mufeng said that mu Qingchen would not be in the Lingyue Pavilion this afternoon.

Duanmu yawang thought for a while and simply gave up. After Mufeng left, he went back to his room and planned to put it in the source of Linghu lake, take it to the college and exchange it to Mu Qingchen.

She had just returned to her room and was about to put the incense burner into the source of Linghu lake. Suddenly, two figures appeared in front of her.

"Ah!" she was startled, her hand shook, and the censer in her hand fell from her hand.

Gongyulanzhi just looked at it coldly, but the Buddhist Scripture flashed and steadily caught the censer.

He hugged the censer and sniffed. He looked at Duanmu yawang in surprise and said to the hero Yulan, "master, it's a scattered censer."

Gong yulanzhi obviously knew the scattered incense burner. He glanced at the past, and his lips pursed slightly.

"Xiaoyawang, where did you get this scattered censer?" the Sanskrit asked curiously.

"It's not mine." Duanmu yawang bent down, grabbed the scattered incense burner from the Sanskrit Sutra, and then stared at them. "Say, can you two make a sound when you appear next time? Don't you know you're easy to scare people like this?"

Gong Yulan didn't move his eyelids. As soon as he turned his eyes, his eyes shifted from the incense burner to her and stared at her.

The Sutra stared at her: "aren't you very brave? When did you become so frightened?"

"Frightening, you still have reason?" Duanmu yawang put the incense burner in his hand on the table, sat down on the stool, stared sideways and stared at his Gong yulanzhi: "what do you mean by always looking at me like this?"

Gong Yulan didn't speak and glanced at the Sutra.

The Sanskrit sutra was like a worm in his stomach. He immediately understood and went to Duanmu yawang. With a wave of his sleeve, he sprinkled a layer of fairy dew on Duanmu yawang.

Duanmuya looked at her teeth grinding. "What do you mean?" just came to her room. Unexpectedly, she hated her bad breath?

Since they dislike it so much, don't come here!

"Xiaoyawang, the master doesn't like the messy breath." the Brahma Sutra said unhappily, "and your breath seems very miscellaneous today. Where have you been?"

Duanmu yawang: "you care where I go, I also ask you..."

On the contrary, before she finished her words, Gong yulanzhi suddenly came forward, approached her for two steps and stretched out a hand to her. His aura was too strong. Duanmu Ya looked back subconsciously.

Gong yulanzhi pressed her shoulder with his other hand and didn't let her move. He stretched out to her hand. In the palm of his hand lay a pink, chubby, fragrant little fruit.

"Eat."

Duanmuya was stunned and looked up at him: "what is this?"

Gong Yulan didn't answer. Seeing that she didn't reach for the fruit, her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, twisted the fruit and put it on her lips, "open your mouth."

Duanmuya looked back at her neck, avoided the hand he stretched out, stared at him and said, "if you let me eat, I'll eat. You haven't told me this is... Huh!"

Before she finished, the fruit was stuffed into her open mouth. Suddenly, she had no time to react, so her teeth bit the fruit.

The fruit didn't know it was made. As soon as she bit it, the fruit gave off a clear fragrance. She ate it with a faint fragrance!

In addition, the fruit looked small, but it had a lot of juice and was very sweet. She had eaten almost any fruit in her previous life, but she had never eaten so delicious. She could hardly stop when she bit it. No matter what Gong Yulan fed her, she directly ate it and swallowed it.

Gongyulan stopped seeing, seemed very satisfied, and his slightly frowned eyebrows relaxed.

"What is this?" Duanmu yawang licked his lips and looked up at Gong Yulan. "Why is it so delicious? Is there anything else?"

Gong Yulan stopped talking and looked at her pink tongue licking the ruddy lips. Her purple eyes were deep.

After hearing Duanmu yawang's words, the Vatican Sutra hummed softly, held a crutch and went straight forward. He lay down on the wide chair where he had slept, and whispered, "you think this is a wild fruit. You can pick it if you want?"

"Hmm?" Duanmu yawang heard his words, "what do you mean, isn't it a wild fruit?"

The Sutra snorted, glanced at its master, and sat in a chair wilting silent.

Duanmu Ya looked at his eyes and scanned the whole body of the Sanskrit Sutra. He found that his face was full of fatigue, drooping his eyelids as if he didn't want to open it at all, "why do you look as if you are very tired?"

"Hum!" the Sutra moved his mouth and wanted to say something, but when he saw Gong Yulan stop, he stopped talking, closed his eyes and said nothing.

Then, within two seconds, he fell asleep in his chair.

Duanmu yawang blinked and looked at Gong Yulan: "what's wrong with him? What have you done? Why is he so tired?" the legendary shut his eyes and sleep for a second!

Isn't that a great sleep attack?

"Do you like it?" Gong Yulan didn't answer her. Looking at her face, he suddenly asked.

"Hmm?" Duanmu yawang didn't respond for a moment. After a moment, she thought that he should ask about the fruit, and nodded repeatedly: "the fruit is very delicious."

Gong Yulan's lips seemed to tilt.

He was very beautiful. His lips turned up. Although the radian was not obvious, it was amazing. Duanmu looked at him and was about to open his mouth. Gong yulanzhi suddenly lifted his lip flap and said, "I'll find it for you next time."

Find her next time?

That is, he has only one now?

Moreover, such fruit is found?

Duanmu Ya looked stunned and was about to open her mouth. She suddenly felt that she had a very powerful force exploding from her heart pulse. She felt very violent. She couldn't support it at all, and her body couldn't help shaking!

Gong Yulan stopped frowning and reached out to hold her shoulder.

"Oh!" that power didn't stop at once, but expanded and spread rapidly in her body. She felt that her blood vessels were bulging and expanding rapidly. The pain made her body tremble for several times, and the cold sweat spread from every corner of her body.

"So uncomfortable?" he said, looking at her with his lips.

Duanmu yawang is more than uncomfortable. She seems to have a person dismantling her bones in her body now!

"What's the matter?" she gritted her teeth and grabbed Gong yulanzhi's arm. "Good, good pain!"

When she said that, her face was quickly covered with cold sweat, and her face and lips were all white. The spreading force seemed to devour her. It was too big for her to bear at all. She almost felt that this force was going to devour her and drown her.