The Respect of Wearing Books Comes to the World

Gong Qianyan's contempt made Long Aoran feel uneasy. The last time he absorbed the feathered snake's blood, he was not successful. If it wasn't for the help of the system, he would have been sucked back and sucked clean.

【system!How is that person still alive! 】

【Master, don't be angry, that person is the son of luck】

[Luck... Isn't that the protagonist?Why! 】

With a gloomy expression on his face proudly, Long kicked the fallen woman viciously.

"roll"

[System, I am the protagonist, you said it! 】

The roaring dragon proudly did not see the resentful eyes of the fanned woman.

The little loli system smiled slightly, turned an arc in the air, and smiled sweetly

【Of course, master, you took away that man's feathered snake blood, didn't you?Others are the same, as long as you have points, you can have everything]

Little Lolita was systematically seductive, with a little bit of weirdness, like looking at a clown, looking at Long Aoran.

Fool, she didn't dare to mess with that person, how could the child of luck be a counterfeit?

Gong Qianyan was not interested in watching Long Aoran's provocation like a clown jumping on a bridge. He flipped through the albums he had collected, and the vulgar pictures in it made him frown. Isn't that disgusting?Isn't it dirty?

Flipping through the bottom, Gong Qianyan raised his eyebrows, chuckled, heh, he can play like this, if he treats Master like that, what would Master look like, would Master cry?He will definitely, but he will take possession of it very gently, after all, he is reluctant to let Master be wronged.

Too bad, Gong Qianyan's breathing gradually got heavier, just after thinking about it for a while, it reached this level.

Licking｜lips, Gong Qianyan calmed down the restlessness in her body.

Although I still can't get it now, it's still possible to give yourself some benefits.

The night came quickly, and there were not many people dispatched by Jiuxuanzong this time. It was an inn, but it was composed of exquisite courtyards, exotic flowers and plants, pavilions, pavilions, golden glazed tiles reflecting the afterglow, the more green the grass It's really a big deal to even feel more aura than outside.

The fragrance of bamboo and flowers entangled in it, Yue Qinghe looked down at the information in his hand, thinking about things.

The sky soon darkened, and Yue Qinghe stood in front of the window, involuntarily thinking why his apprentice hadn't come back yet... He couldn't really be with the two girls...

No, no, I can't bear to stay out at night when we meet for the first time!

Someone who was thinking about how to educate found that his apprentice had returned.

"Baby, how are you playing?"

Don't tell me you've been playing with those two for real until now!

"Master, play? If Master is talking about those two, they are other people's concubines, and...Master, there is a problem with the property, Xiao Yan has been busy until now, and she doesn't even have a meal."

Concubine... Damn it!

The words of grievance, coupled with the pitiful expression, successfully softened Yue Qinghe's heart, and hurriedly gave him some pastries. Gong Qianyan reached out to stop Yue Qinghe's urge to move the kitchen over.

"Master, do you want to drink? This is the good wine here." Gong Qianyan held a jade bottle in his hand and shook Xiang Yueqinghe.

"...Okay, but you can't drink too much." Yue Qinghe wanted to refuse, but seeing Gong Qianyan's high spirits, and wrongly blaming his apprentice just now, he felt very guilty.

"Wait" Yue Qinghe's words made Gong Qianyan, who was pouring the wine, give him a hand

"Master?"

"The baby hasn't eaten, drinking like this is not good for the body"

Gong Qianyan didn't take Yue Qinghe's pastry, and directly bent down to eat it from Yue Qinghe's hand, the rough feeling made Yue Qinghe's fingertips tremble.

Yue Qinghe's body trembled, but he saw Gong Qianyan's normal face.

"It was delicious"

The golden eyes are obviously full of joy, Gong Qianyan never hides her golden eyes in front of Yue Qinghe.

Yue Qinghe's face flushed, and she pulled her hand away in a panic.

The other party's residual heat still remained on the fingertips, and Gong Qianyan probably understood what the word "delicious" refers to.

"Master, let's drink together"

"Okay" was just careless

……

Gong Qianyan looked at Yue Qinghe and murmured

Master, his.