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She looked up at the teenager.

He sat on the bed and looked down at her, his cheeks and cheeks, but his look was not as cold as this age, and the light stared at her quietly.

"What is your name?" Yu Chu asked.

The teenager still did not answer, licking the lips, the pale lips showed a hint of twilight because of the slight warmth.

He looks so good, even if he is a young age, it is a bit of a distraction.

Imagine how beautiful it is when you grow up.

It is no wonder that in the original plot, the name of the demon **** Xuan circulated, in addition to the strength of the anti-sky, and his boundless beauty, beautiful to dazzling.

Yu Chu looked for a moment, then licked his lips, concentrated on helping him warm his hands and wrapped him in a quilt.

The teenager sat on the bed, wrapped in a white quilt, only revealing a small head, beautiful eyes and white tender cheeks, even if the look is cold, can not cover the tenderness and tenderness brought by the peerless beauty.

Yu Chu brought a bottle of ointment, his fingers dipped some, and raised his hand to wipe off his white forehead.

Juveniles shunned in a vigilant manner, and a pair of dark red eyes stared at her without warning.

Yu Chuyi, then smiled helplessly, indicating the ointment in his hand: "I will give you medicine."

The teenager's sight moved to the ointment.

He licked his lips, and the light blush was light again because of the tight movements.

The eyelashes are laid down like two small brushes.

Yu Chu stared at him for a while before he tried to reach out and touch the wound on his forehead.

The teenager still retreated backwards, because the movement of the back is too big, and he is wrapped in a quilt, so he did not pay attention and planted it in the past.

The child climbed up with a small white hand and licked his thin lips without saying a word.

Yu Chu smiled and handed the ointment to him:

"Then apply it yourself?"

Xuan zero bite the lip, quietly watching her, and the light sweeps the ointment in her hand.

He paused for a while, but he shrank back and shook his body, holding his hand on his knee.

"Do not paint?" Yu Chu was a little surprised.

She thought about it, her eyes swept through the blood on the youngster's forehead and decided to take violent means.

She slammed her finger slightly, and the teenager suddenly showed a horrified look. Two small white hands were tied by Xian Li, and the woman's slender fingers in front of him provoked his chin and applied the ointment to his forehead.

The boy was already close to his lips, and his blood was full of disappointment, but he did not say a word calmly.

Until the wound on the forehead came to a cool feeling, he stayed in the struggle, a pair of beautiful **** sly, staring at the woman.

Not harming him.

Her movements are very gentle.

The ointment is opened in the wound, relieves the pain and brings a feeling of coolness.

The teenager stared at the woman, the thin red lips of the blush, but did not speak, the white and tender cheeks, lined with red lotus, beautiful and beautiful.

He was called the devil from an early age. The people he saw were full of greed, not afraid of his red-eyed lotus, but the coveted little boy. He never met someone who was really good to him.

Yu Chu painted a good ointment, and he was a beautiful pair of nephews.

He licked his lips and muttered:

"……who are you?"

The voice is tender and sweet, and the mood is very calm.

Yu Chu Wei Le, took care of his own snow-colored robes, and raised his eyebrows: "I am one of the four immortals, famous. You are willing to be my apprentice, follow me back to Xianshan practice?"