Chapter 151

"Brother Qingchen." Nangong duo'er looked at mu Qingchen and begged, "sister yu'er is injured. Can you help save her?"

Mu Qingchen didn't know whether he didn't hear it or what. He didn't even look at her. He looked up at Gong Yulan, then turned and left.

Nangong duo'er's heart aches like a twist, "brother Qingchen!"

She called her so many times, couldn't he give her a response?

"Go back."

Gong Yulan took back his sight from mu Qingchen and looked at Duanmu ya.

Duanmuya saw that Zhu Jinyu began to sweat all over and her lips turned purple. She felt that she had retribution. She was too lazy to repair her again, so she nodded, "OK."

Knowing that Duanmu yawang was leaving, Zhu Jinyu was nervous and hurriedly begged the Sanskrit Sutra, "little old man, I know I'm wrong. Can you please..."

"No!" the Brahma Sutra refused immediately without waiting for her to finish.

Zhu Jinyu had to speak. In the blink of an eye, Duanmu yawang and the other three had disappeared.

"They went too far!"

Nangong duo'er looked at it and almost fainted. She saw that the place where Zhu Jinyu was burned seemed to be getting darker and darker. She hurriedly said, "sister yu'er, let's think of something else. Your wound seems to be getting worse and worse."

If it goes on like this, I'm afraid it will really disfigure!

"First, take me back to the palace."

Zhu Jinyu said weakly, "I have the best scalding medicine in the palace..." although the scalding medicine may not be able to cure the wounds burned by real fire, now we can only use a dead horse as a living horse.

She must not be disfigured!

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On the other side, Duanmu yawang and Gong yulanzhi went straight back to her room.

"Master!"

The little white deer sat at the table. When she saw Duanmu yawang that they had just come back, she shook her arms and cried in surprise.

"What is that?"

Duanmuya saw a handful of grass in his hand. The grass had a special smell. She smelled it and liked it. She forgot that her hand was held by Gong Yulan. "What's that?"

Then he went over and looked.

After just two steps, she was dragged back by Gong Yulan and crashed into his generous chest.

"Hiss!"

Her nose was hurt. She touched her nose and stared at him, "what are you doing?"

Gong Yulan said nothing, put his hand around her waist, pressed her in his arms, hung his head down and kissed her on her forehead.

Duanmu yawang was stunned.

The brain crashed in an instant.

She was thinking, is it because she is stupid? Why can't she always keep up with Gong yulanzhi's idea?

He held her hand for some reason, and now he hugged her and kissed her forehead

Isn't that what couples do?

She and his friends are not. Is he out of his mind or deliberately trying to take advantage of her?

She suddenly regained her mind and clenched her teeth: "let go of me! Dare you take advantage of me? Believe it or not, I beat you all over the ground looking for teeth?"

"Don't move." he easily subdued her struggle and held her tight. "I want to hold you."

Duanmu Ya looked stunned.

Their chests were close to each other. She could almost hear his heartbeat. The tip of her nose was full of his fresh smell of plants and trees. It smelled very good. Her heartbeat couldn't help missing a beat.

She calmed down and Gong Yulan stopped her lips from tilting slightly.

Looking at the two people hugging each other, the Brahma Sutra and the little white deer were surprised to open their mouths and didn't close up for a long time.

"Gollum ~"

When the room was quiet, Duanmu yawang's stomach suddenly cried.

It was very loud. Everyone present heard it.

"Cough!"

Duanmu yawang coughed awkwardly and pushed Gong Yulan, "let go of me. I want to eat."

Now it's already past lunch time. Today's class wastes her brain. She's already hungry.

Gong yulanzhi: "you do it?"

Duanmu Ya looked at him with a red face. Suddenly she turned her face and didn't dare to look at him. "Just let the housekeeper send it."

Gong Yulan stopped frowning.

The Sanskrit Sutra is just like the hero Yulan stopping the roundworm in his stomach and coughing, "master, do you also want to eat? Let xiaoyawang cook it for you?"

Gong Yulan didn't answer, his eyes drooped, his beautiful purple eyes stared at Duanmu, looking forward to it.

A pair of eyes, Duanmu Ya looked like she was stunned and nodded.

Shit！

Until the dishes were fried several times, Duanmu yawang was still regretting that he was good. Why did he promise to cook for Gong Yulan?

It's so hot now that cooking in the kitchen is torture.

She only fried a few dishes, her face turned red and her forehead sweated a lot.

She wiped her sweat while gnashing her teeth and staring at the Buddhist Scripture, "isn't your master allowed not to eat? What kind of wind has he been smoking recently and wants to eat?"

From entering the kitchen to now, Duanmu yawang has been staring at him. The Sanskrit Sutra is also full of grievances and whispers, "it's not your own fault."

You know, that's all the food she cooked.

In the past, he was very exclusive of human food. Those low-level creatures had mixed breath, which were treated by human hands, and then had human breath, which was even more mixed.

Therefore, his master didn't want to eat any more.

However, he looked at Duanmu Ya differently.

He doesn't reject her breath at all. She has handled things that his master seems to like.

Even if the human food he hated was treated with Xianlu and made by her, he could eat it.

Even though, he still can't stand the turbid gas of human food. After eating, he will wash the miscellaneous gas with Xianlu.

The food was fried so loud that the voice of the Brahma sutra was too low. Duanmu yawang couldn't hear, "what are you talking about?"

"No." the Sutra didn't dare to tell her that. He hurriedly said, "you cook so delicious."

"Fart!"

Duanmu Ya looked over and didn't believe him at all.

Although her cooking is not bad, she is worse than the cook in the house.

A meal took Duanmu yawang almost an hour. She was so hungry that her chest was close to her back. When she served the dishes, Duanmu yawang didn't care about anything and wolfed down, "I'm starving!"

Then he stared at Gong Yulan fiercely.

Blame him, or she would have had a good meal!

Gong Yulan just looked at her in the past. He didn't speak. He twisted up his chopsticks seriously and ate gracefully.

Duanmuya looked at a chicken leg and glanced at him: "chopsticks are good."

The last time I used chopsticks, they were very stiff. This time they were used easily and freely, and they also looked very expensive and elegant.

She thought that although he didn't know who Gong yulanzhi was, he must have a very good background.

Gong Yulan took a look at her and put a bucket of chicken into her bowl. Then he bowed his head and continued to eat.

Uh!

Looking at his master's action, the Buddhist Scripture was shocked and almost swallowed chopsticks.

His master knows how to be considerate?