Gong Yulan just tilted his lips and kissed twice.

Duanmu yawang was certainly not angry, especially at such a good-looking face. Being kissed by him was like taking advantage of himself. Kissing, she pointed to her mouth: "then kiss twice."

Gong Yulan just smiled and narrowed his eyes. Without hesitation, he kissed and kissed her pretty lips.

The two were fooling around in pink in the room.

At this time, there was a knock outside the door.

The two people's behavior that had gone too far was interrupted in an instant. Gong Yulan's face was very ugly, "who?"

"Lord, master, it's me..."

It's the voice of the Sanskrit.

"Get out!"

"Master, I, I have something urgent to find you." if at ordinary times, the Sanskrit Sutra would really roll away. At the moment, his voice said anxiously, "it's really urgent."

When Gong Yulan stopped listening, his eyes sank, but he didn't speak. He looked at the quilt ceremony, revealing only Duanmu ya, who had always been a pink and tender face, and reached out to rub her face.

He maintained this movement for a long time. Duanmu yawang finally felt a little dignified and sat up from the bed, "what's the matter?"

"I guess I'm leaving."

When Gong Yulan said this, his voice was very hoarse, as if there were gravel in his throat.

Duanmu Ya's heart sank, but she didn't say anything. She looked at Gong Yulan's messy clothes, stretched out her hand to gently tidy up for him, and gave a gentle, um.

Gong yulanzhi didn't say anything more. He put Duanmu yawang on after him. He put on the clothes he stripped off, sorted them out, and then put her shoes on. They got out of bed and opened the door of the room.

Outside the door, the sutra was hiding in a corner. Gong Yulan stopped them from coming out, and he didn't respond.

"Sanskrit?"

Duanmu yawang called him, but he still didn't respond. Duanmu yawang was not angry. He came forward and patted him on the shoulder. He jumped up suddenly.

Looking back, he saw Duanmu yawang, relieved, "xiaoyawang, are you out?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Gong Yulan secretly.

Gong Yulan's face was expressionless.

The master is not angry. It's OK.

"What are you thinking? You shouldn't?" is it so serious?

"What is it?"

Can he say that he is afraid of hearing what he should not hear and blocks his hearing?

You know, when he came to their room just now, he had a good ear, and then

"Sutra grandpa..."

The little white deer and huofei obviously knew that Gong yulanzhi and the Sanskrit Sutra were going to go. At this time, they also came out of the room. The little white deer looked at the Sanskrit Sutra with a sad look of seeing each other off.

The Sutra holds a crutch and sobs with a sleeve to wipe tears.

Duanmuya looked at the corner of her mouth and twitched. She couldn't help saying, "do you want to cry together?"

The Vatican Sutra estimated that Duanmu yawang's proposal was good. He looked up and wanted to nod with red eyes. He saw his master's eyes staring at him like cold waves. He trembled and shook his head immediately, "no, no..."

When he finished, Gong Yulan looked at Duanmu yawang for a moment in silence, stretched out his hand and rubbed her head, "I'm leaving. If you have something to contact me."

"Yes."

Duanmu Ya looked at his face and felt reluctant to give up. She gently answered a word.

Gong Yulan looked at her and then looked at huofei, "take care of your sister."

"OK."

Huofei nodded seriously.

Gong Yulan took another look at Duanmu yawang, and his body flashed. Together with the Sanskrit Sutra, there was no trace in an instant.

Duanmu looked stunned.

The little white deer looked at Duanmu yawang's stunned appearance and couldn't help tutting: "master, you look like the woman who looks at the husband stone."

Duanmu Ya looked at him with a sneer and stretched out his hand to pull his face: "I like it. Can you control it?"

"Ah! It hurts!"

, because the strength is really not small. The little white deer wrinkled his face and begged for mercy: "don't worry, don't worry."

"Hum!"

Duanmuya looked at Leng hum and walked forward.

The little white deer hurriedly shouted to her, "master, where are you going?"

Duanmu Ya didn't look back and didn't have a good way: "don't you eat breakfast?"

"Eat!"

The little white deer immediately pulled huofei's hand and ran up. While running, he said with a smile: "master, I thought you were too sad to eat!"

"One more word, believe it or not, don't you want to eat for the next month?"

"Well, well, don't say it." the little white deer shut up obediently.

Downstairs, Duanmu yawang ordered a lot of dishes. Just about to eat, he heard a familiar voice on one side: "benefactor, when did you come back?"

Duanmu Ya looked at the sound and saw that Yejiang came towards her with a happy face.

Duanmu yawang naturally didn't answer his question. Looking at his face, he found that his face seemed better than before. His facial features were incredible, "Why are you still here?"

"If you are here, how can I go?"

Night Jiang smiled and said as she sat down on an empty chair at their table. Then, without waiting for Duanmu yawang to react, she waved, "leaves, give me a pair of dishes and chopsticks for my family."

"OK! Young master ye, wait. The dishes and chopsticks are coming." the leaf on one side replied happily, and then went to the kitchen to get a bowl for ye Jiang.

Duanmu Ya looked and stared at Yejiang. "Have you been here these days?"

Moreover, it seems that they are familiar with the leaves.

"Yes!"

Yejiang nodded and then complained, "but my benefactor, you are always away during the day. I can hardly touch you. Then I go everywhere by myself."

"Do you want to touch me?" duanmuya looked straight at his handsome face.

"Yes."

The face of night Jiang evil spirit was stained with a positive color, "benefactor, you saved me. How can I repay you for your kindness."

"As I said, I don't need it."

"If I don't repay my kindness, it's hard for me to have a good conscience!" when Yejiang said, the corners of her lips were hooked, handsome and evil. Two little girls next to her turned red at the sight of him, and kept secretly looking at him with shame and joy.

Duanmu yawang was about to speak. At this time, ye had taken a pair of bowls and chopsticks and put them in front of Yejiang. Then she asked Yejiang, "do you want to add two more dishes, childe Yejiang?"

"Good."

Night Jiang smiled and said, "just like the other day, add two I love to eat."

"Good!"

The leaf answered, nodded to Duanmu yawang, and went busy again.

Night Jiang picked up the bowls and chopsticks and impolitely ate Duanmu yawang's dishes. While eating, she thought of something and looked at little white deer and huofei: "benefactor, are these your two brothers?"

"... yes."

Duanmuya looked and nodded.

Yejiang's slender fingers held chopsticks, Feng Yan stared at huofei and the little white deer, and finally looked at huofei: "well, people in other people look good, especially this old brother."