Chapter 586

Duanmu yawang came out to chat with her for a while, informed the LAN couple and asked the Sanskrit Sutra to bring blue clarity. She returned to Changfeng pavilion with Gong yulanzhi and others.

On the way, she put blue clarity into the medical system.

Back to the Changfeng Pavilion, Duanmu yawang opened a wing room for them according to the tradition.

Back in the wing room, Duanmu yawang chatted with the Sanskrit Sutra: "you said you noticed an unusual breath, so you came here. After you came here, you could detect the existence of that breath."

"No."

The Sutra shook his head and said, "there is no trace left."

"You're coming very fast." Duanmu yawang thought: "it's reasonable that he can't go far. Will he still be in ChiYan Empire?"

"It's very possible," the Brahman said, "but if he insists on hiding his breath, we can't track him. Of course, on the contrary, as long as he shows a trace, my lord Brahman may be able to detect him."

The Sanskrit Sutra says to detect, not catch. Duanmu yawang noticed this: "why don't you say to catch him?"

"The other party is definitely not an easy guy to deal with. My Vatican Sutra is not the master. Where can I catch who I see?"

Duanmuya looked at it. "Does the breath you feel belong to human beings, or..."

"Man." the Sanskrit Sutra stared at Duanmu yawang meaningfully. When Duanmu yawang was about to speak, he said again, "demon."

Duanmu Ya looked annoyed: "is that a man or a devil..."

When she said that, she thought of something and suddenly paused: "you mean that you feel the breath of both people and demons? Therefore, you are not sure whether the other party is a person or a demon?"

"Tut tut ~" the Brahman praised Duanmu yawang. "Xiaoyawang, you are so smart."

Duanmu yawang automatically glanced over his praise and said thoughtfully, "xiaoyawang, don't think too much. As long as you don't catch each other in one day, it's useless to think more."

Yeah.

Duanmuya looked and sighed. She looked at Gong Yulan on one side, picked up the stool, leaned closer to him, hugged his arm, and put her chin on his shoulder: "why haven't you been silent?"

"Just say it," said Gong Yulan, patting her head with his hand.

Duanmu yawang sticks out his tongue. The Sanskrit Sutra asks, "xiaoyawang, the Liuhuo empire is not near here. Are you here because of the failure of investigation or something else?"

"Failure is one of them." Duanmu yawang said, knocking his chin on Gong yulanzhi's shoulder. "Another reason is that he wants to find my brother."

"Your brother?" the sutra was surprised: "Xiaoya Wang, you still have a brother?"

Duanmu yawang gave a sound and explained the matter in three or two sentences.

The Buddhist Scripture frowned and looked at Gong Yulan thoughtfully. Then he tentatively asked Duanmu yawang, "you said your brother has a red birthmark in the center of his eyebrows?"

"Yes."

Duanmu yawang didn't sleep all night. He had been sleepy for a long time. Now he leaned on Gong yulanzhi's shoulder and smelled his good smell. He only felt sleepy: "since childhood."

The Buddhist Scripture lowered its eyes, gently rubbed the crutch in its hand, and did not speak again.

But Gong Yulan asked unexpectedly, "who is that couple today?"

"Couple?" duanmuya looked sleepy with tears in her eyes. Hearing the speech, she thought that he should refer to the LAN couple, "Oh, they are LAN Chengche's parents."

Gong Yulan nodded and didn't ask again. He heard her shallow breathing. He turned his body, put his arm around her waist, let her lean half against his chest and patted her back: "sleepy?"

"Yes."

Duanmu yawned again when yawang said.

"Didn't you eat in the morning and noon? Didn't you sleep until you didn't eat?"

"Sleepy ~"

Duanmu yawang murmured. When Gong Yulan saw this, he glanced at the people in the room. The little white deer huofei in the Buddhist Scripture flashed and slipped away.

Gong Yulan picked up Duanmu yawang, who had already slept, went to the bed, put her on the bed, covered her slippers with a quilt, sorted herself out, lay down beside the bed and slept with her.

This sleep, Duanmu yawang only felt very comfortable. When she opened her eyes and woke up, she found that the room was dark and sweet. She moved vaguely and muttered, "it's not dawn yet ~"

A deep chuckle came from the side.

The breath steadily sprayed on her ears, making her ears hot all at once.

Duanmu yawang, who was still sleepy, suddenly changed a lot. Only then did he find that his waist seemed to be firmly held by an arm, and his back was close to his wide and hot chest.

"Wake up?"

The sound in her ear was low and sweet, and continued to ring in her ear: "it's just dark now, I'm afraid it will be a few hours before dawn."

She didn't hear a smile from his words. She was a little angry. She turned around, hugged his waist, raised her head in his arms, bit his very beautiful chin, and hummed, "you make fun of me?"

Gong Yulan didn't answer. The tip of his nose gently rubbed her pink face and smiled a few times. Duanmu yawang listened to his laughter at night. Somehow the word "sexy" appeared in his mind.

She suddenly felt her mouth a little dry, swallowed the foam, endured it, or licked her lips and asked, "Gongyu, why don't we kiss one?"

With that, duanmuya looked at the night and felt a man breathing.

Duanmu yawang was wondering if her boldness frightened people. She coughed and was about to speak. Suddenly, she was hugged and turned over suddenly. Before she had time to respond, she pressed a person on her body.

"You... Um!"

What she wanted to say was immediately blocked back to her throat.

The light breathing sound, the shallow wheezing sound and the ambiguous kissing sound meet together in the dark night, which makes people blush and heartbeat.

A kiss, a hair out of control.

'Gollum'

At this time, a burst of belly cry sounded when it was extremely ambiguous and lingering,

At first, they didn't care until the sound sounded again and again. Gong Yulan stopped suddenly and gasped heavily with his face buried on Duanmu yawang's shoulder.

They almost met each other naked and sincere. Gong Yulan's action made their skin close together, felt the hot breath in their ears, and Duanmu yawang felt at a loss.

It was half a sound. She coughed a little, "or..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, she found her voice soft and weak. Her ears burned up in the dark, and she suddenly stopped her mouth and dared not speak again.