When Ziyuan heard the speech, he looked at Li Yundong angrily: "why, am I not human? I live so big and haven't been yelled like this!"

Li Yundong quickly apologized and said, "well, I'm wrong. Sister immortal will forgive me this time? Sister immortal's great kindness can't be repaid by being a cow or a horse!"

Ziyuan snorted. She opened her mouth to ridicule Li Yundong, but suddenly felt that it was inappropriate for her to talk to Li Yundong like this. It was like flirting between two young lovers. Ziyuan's ear roots suddenly got hot and red. She didn't dare to stay any longer. She walked to the door and turned her head and said, "I'll call Su Chan in. If you have something to say to her, I'll go."

Li Yundong saw that Ziyuan looked angry and happy, his cheeks were pink, and a rare charming autumn wave flowed from the corners of his eyes. It was really unspeakable and moving. He banged in his heart, swallowed his words at the mouth, and watched Ziyuan go out of the door, but he couldn't say a word.

When Ziyuan came out of the door, she saw Su Chan sitting on the sofa in the living room. The little girl lowered her head, her legs shook gently, and her eyes looked at her shaking toes, as if she was thinking about something.

When Su Chan heard the door open, she raised her head and saw the aster come out. Her eyes brightened and greeted her: "sister aster, Yundong didn't say you?"

Ziyuan looked at Su Chan's innocent face. Somehow, she suddenly felt an indescribable and unidentified feeling in her heart. She didn't want to face the girl at this time.

Ziyuan looked evasively and said, "no, well, Li Yundong asked you to go up." then she hurried away from Li Yundong's residence, jumped back to her residence from the balcony as if she were a thief, and quickly entered her room.

As soon as the door was closed, asters breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the door, undulating in front of their chest and flashing eyes.

In her soft chest and fresh beating heart, there seems to be a different taste and feeling, which she has never experienced in her life. This feeling is like the wild grass in spring, spreading rapidly, making her chest numb and crisp.

Especially when she and Li Yundong were tied together before, Li Yundong's strong and broad chest pressed her soft chest. The feeling that made her hot and soft all over again hit her, making the fairy calm and dusty in ordinary days feel like a mess.

"The spirit mirror is fragile, the mortal world is robbed, and the fairy sword is difficult to break the red shoe rope. Master, what does your wedge language poem mean?" Ziyuan whispered this wedge language poem like fate with her hands on her chest. Her eyes were distracted and stared at the empty room. She was a little crazy for a moment.

After Ziyuan left Li Yundong's room, Su Chan keenly noticed the abnormality of Ziyuan. She watched Ziyuan leave, then walked into Li Yundong's room with light hands and feet, and carefully closed the door.

The little girl seemed to be a thief and said to Li Yundong, "uncle, here comes the girl!"