Chapter 897： Nervous, emperor

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Emperor Beibei nodded slightly, "Yes, Jiupin Zizhi has already got it."

Taking advantage of the light and simple appearance of Emperor Beibei, the eyes of Baili Red makeup also flashed a few senses of light.

She believes that it is not an easy task to solve the problems in the martial art and get the nine products of Zizhi, but the Emperor Beibei can handle it so well.

From the appearance of Emperor Beibei, it seems that the solution is nothing more than a simple matter. However, she understands that this matter must not be solved so easily.

Otherwise, it is not necessary for Emperor Beibei to go in person.

There is a feeling in her faintness, as if all the problems are not in the hands of the emperor.

Everything can be solved as long as he is there.

"I believe that it is very exhausting to go back this time."

The exquisite face reveals care and distress. Everyone only thinks that the identity of Emperor Beibei is good, but I don’t know that this is also a kind of pressure.

It is because of his unusual identity that he is suffering more than others.

Today, Emperor Beibei often stays with her, and it is not a huge pressure.

Feeling the distress of the hundred-mile red makeup, the emperor's heart was soft, and the right hand slowly grasped the small hand of the hundred-red-red makeup, and the bones were full of tenderness.

"Not tired, as long as I see you, I will not be tired."

Listening to the sweet words of Emperor Beibei, Bailihong makeup noticed the seriousness of the deep star of the Emperor of the North, and the smile of the lips was full of happiness.

"But - the lady, between you and the ink cloud?"

Jun Hao, who is as deep as a sea, has a slight tension. He didn't want to ask, but the attitude of Mo Yunqi on the day really made him feel a threat.

The hundred-mile red makeup looked at the emperor in a word, and there was a smile in his heart.

In the past few days, Emperor Beibei has not asked her questions about the ink cloud. It seems that it is finally unbearable.

Feeling the look of the hundred-mile-red makeup, Emperor Bei’s heart was even more tense, for fear that the question he asked would make Baili’s red makeup feel that he did not trust him.

Although he has sent black wood to check the news of Mo Yunyun, but he wants to know more is the attitude of the woman.

Tension, this kind of sentiment did not exist for the Emperor Beibei.

Only in the face of the hundred-mile red makeup will he have this kind of emotion, because the mind of the hundred-mile red makeup is really too important for him.

Because I care too much, I will be nervous.

He would have felt very ridiculous in this kind of sentiment, but now he is immersed in this kind of emotion and it is difficult to extricate himself.

Taking advantage of the tense appearance of Emperor Beibei, the eyes of Baili red makeup slowly appeared a smile.

"I and Mo Yunxiao are just friends, nothing else."

The beauty of the hundred-mile red makeup is calm. She has always regarded the ink cloud as a friend. Besides, there is no feeling of men and women.

She is very clear that from the moment when Emperor Beibei entered her heart, Emperor Beibei was the one who worked with her for a lifetime.

And the emperor is good to her, she is also in the eye.

She has never been a greedy person, and she has never been a singer.

As long as there is such a person who really treats her like Emperor Beibei, that is enough.

With the voice of the hundred-mile red makeup falling, the emperor could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, especially the calm appearance of the hundred-mile red makeup made him understand that from beginning to end, the red makeup of the hundred miles is no distracting.