Sand sculpture apprentice dressed as black heart lotus

Xu Muyan clenched his teeth and said, "I...I have a hidden disease! I must use ginger...or garlic cloves!"

"Why no garlic cloves?"

Yulisheng didn't understand how a normal person would pick a root of ginger to use.

Unless there is something seriously ill in the head.

"The garlic cloves are too...too small, I don't think it's worthy of my style."

After Xu Muyan said this, he shed tears with genuine emotion.

It's a shame to throw it at grandma's house. The face of a generation of peerless cucumbers has been completely thrown away by him today.

Now he just wants Master to vent the anger that should be vented, and vent it quickly.

Just don't humiliate him like that.

"Do you think I will believe your words?"

Yu Lisheng was gripping the whip, her fingertips turned white due to too much force, and the anger surging in her eyes increased instead of diminishing.

"You are getting bolder, but your ability to make up lies is getting worse."

"I'm not lying!"

Xu Muyan felt ashamed all over his body and panicked, and gradually recalled in his mind that he and Master had all sorts of things that night.

At that time, Master was holding the sword of life in his hand. Under the candlelight, his handsome face was as cold as the frost on the eaves in winter.

It turned out that his first night with Master was so unsightly!

What was even more exasperating was that Xu Muyan found that he was emotionally moved.

Yu Lisheng followed his gaze and said to him: "Your mind is not clean."

Xu Muyan was depressed to death, and he didn't understand why this body was so cheap, and when he couldn't be emotional, but at this time.

Being stared at by the master like a monkey, his whole body turned red with embarrassment.

"Today, I'm in your hands. If you want to kill or cut me up, you can do whatever you want!"

Xu Muyan thought it over.

People are dead and birds are upside down, the big deal is that they won't go home for the time being.

He simply got angry, and he burped on the spot with a single stab.There will be no more pain.

But Yulisheng didn't kill him, not only didn't kill him, but also played with the ginger very interestingly, until the last trace of ginger juice was squeezed out, and then he threw it away with still interest.

Then he played with the handle of the whip again, looking up at Xu Muyan's face from time to time.

Looking straight at that pink and white face, how did it become extremely red, and how the pale blue blood vessels were exposed ferociously under the snow-white skin?