"Young Master." The person outside knocked on the door, and his tone seemed very respectful.

"I just saw a Taoist figure flashing in. Young Master, are you doing anything?"

At this time,

One answer is a final answer.

But the colored white was not nervous, and was very calm. His thin lips slightly pulled out a brilliant curve. When he smiled, he was cold and careless. When he first saw him, he was as tall as he could see the painting.

Jinyao said: "No."

The boy's voice quality is clear and light.

When the person outside the door heard the answer, he frowned slightly, his face darkened. He did not leave directly and continued to worry: "I would not read it wrong just now. Young Master, this is not a small matter. I cannot ignore your safety..."

After saying that,

He pushed open the door directly!

The door was pushed open from the outside, and the man couldn't help but be stunned after seeing the scene in the room.

In the elegant and ancient room, there is a pear-blossom-wood screen, and a cold and noble boy stands on one side. Such a picture even destroys it a sin.

Jin Yao's tone was cold, and he held a little indifferent meaning of being in the world: "Have you finished reading?"

The man's eyes were surrounded by a week and after confirming that he didn't see anything, he smiled and said to Jin Yao: "I'm sorry, the young man is also worried about the safety of the young man. Now that he sees that the young man is fine, the young man is naturally relieved."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out and closed the door.

The boy watched the man leave with an expressionless face. After calming Shaoqing, he looked sideways at the screen beside him, "He's gone."

That person is not the servant who dreams of Fusheng.

Worry is just an excuse, and the real purpose may only be because of this person.

A figure walked out from behind the screen, and the purple clothes reflected the gaze.

"So kind." The girl chuckled, and she had a good voice. Because the medicine was slightly hoarse, she said a bewitching voice that made people blush and heartbeat. She seemed to be sharp, but she was mixed with a little smile without warmth: "Thank you, young master."

"You have Chinese medicine." Jin Yao was very familiar with such things, and he could see the girl's situation at a glance. His slender eyelashes were holding a drop of crystal water droplets, half covering his dark eyes, and said lightly: "I can help you."

Ranbai raised his eyebrows when he heard this and looked at the young man up and down. Such a gaze was naturally unscrupulous and uncovered, and it was also dangerous to be open and open.

Because I just took a shower, the young man's white clothes were as snow as snow, and there was still a bit of mist, making him look even more misty. Three thousand ink hair was scattered behind him, and his delicate and beautiful face was elegant and beautiful. A vermilion-red tear mole under the corner of his left eye was breathtaking. The clear water droplets hovered along his clean and distinct side face lines on his looming collarbone, leaving his collar.

He is full of charm and beauty.

It’s just because of the lofty and cold temperament that seems inaccessible.

Ranbai noticed that the young man had pear blossoms embroidered on his sleeves, and he seemed to be in love with pear blossoms.

"Help me?" She smiled. The fragrance of Hehuan that had been dormant in her body for a long time made her consciousness dizzy and her desires ignite.

The boy in front of him seemed to be the most perfect prey.

Ranbai stood up straight and approached a few steps. He had a strong aura and was calm and attractive.

The distance between the two has narrowed due to these steps.

The boy's expression was calm, his eyes were three points darker than ordinary people, as if he had poured the richest and purest ink color, which was bottomless, reflecting the figure of a person, as if he could suck him in.

At that moment,

A cold and romantic chuckling came, a little cold and breathtaking.

Ranbai did not hide the spark in his eyes. Facing the boy's possessive desire, all his strength and unscrupulousness took action at that moment.

Go ahead.

Her cold and slender fingers clasped the boy's delicate, cold and hard wrist bones, and pushed the person aside without warning.

The boy's figure slightly hit the tabletop, and the porcelain jade vase placed quietly on the tabletop shook unsteadily. The bunches of white pear blossoms in the vase also swayed slightly, setting off the boy's wide sleeves and embroidered pear blossom fine lines, lifelike and elegant.

Jin Yao stopped at that moment, and a strange sense of touch came from his lips.

The thin white lips covered the boy's thin and soft lips, and the long eyelashes dropped down the peach blossom eyes and were sharp and shimmering, outlining the evil spirit.

Near and intimacy never had before.

Jin Yao's breathing was slightly suffocated, and his wrist was pressed tightly. He could see the figure that was so close that he felt like he was in vain.

The boy was silent and did not resist or resist. A sharp dagger was quietly hidden in his sleeves and never unsheathed from the sheath. The usual alienation and loneliness in his expression faded three points because of such a lingering and fiery kiss, which was fascinating for no reason.

The white white pressed against the person and kissed him repeatedly, without any scruples and hot temperature. As the desire rolled, all around her were the clean and light fragrance of grass and trees on the young man's body, and there was a faint fragrance of pear blossoms, which smelled incredible.

Especially when kissing, the boy's tear mole became even more shimmering.

Jin Yao said nothing, and he did not close his eyes. On the contrary, he stared at the girl who was close to him from the beginning to the end. His eyes, as deep as ink, were floating with unpredictable emotions, as far away as the abyss, were covered with a layer of rippling mist because of the kiss, as if he was lightly gathered into the cold river.

There was a slight restrained gasp in the room.

"Ning Bai." Ranbai finally bit the teenager's lip line, and used some force. His every move was high and sensual and noble, with an unparalleled tone, calm and hoarse, "Remember."

After saying that,

The girl in purple took a step back, pushed open the pear blossom window next to her, and jumped out neatly, with her back very cold and arrogant.

Too arrogant.

The moon was as cool as water, and it poured in through the half-open window, and the slightest light fell on the ground, outlining the young man's slender shadow.

The clean and cold side face contour is half hidden in the darkness, with picturesque eyebrows and eyes and dark eyes.

Ranbai jumped down from the window and left here directly.

The only time she looked back, she quietly glanced at the bustling night behind her. The lanterns hanging high reflected the red light, falling on the ancient gold-embedded plaque with three words carved on it.

Dream of life.

The light and shadow shine in her bottomless eyes.

Ranbai Danmo turned around, his eyes calmly.

She rubbed her lower lip casually with her fingertips, and her light lips were stained with a bit of scarlet color, but she just said two words indifferently: "Plot."

...The scene was directly encountered in such a scene at the beginning, Feng Luo was still a little confused, and then the host was still so calm... It seemed that nothing happened, Feng Luo sincerely admired it.

It said with a good look and then passed all the plot to Ranbai.

The original owner's identity was sent to Ranbai before, and now it is the main plot.

Ancient background.

The world is divided and reunited, and the reunited and reunited, and there is no fixed number. Just like today, the next four points, the four countries are in harmony.

This is the center of the capital of the Guzheng Kingdom.

And the original owner,

His surname is Ning and his name is Bai.
Chapter completed!