Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 465 Cultivating Immortals: The Soft and Cute Disciple of Master Qing Leng (39)

  In the dark room,

  Suiyi cautiously sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the white.

  The girl closed her eyes, she was a little less cold, and a little more cunning, looking lovable. The blue silk was scattered on the shoulders, the pale skin was delicate and porcelain, and the pale pink lips were pressed lightly.

  Sui Yi looked at Dye White cautiously, her thin crimson lips evoked a smile.

  Cloud white, cloud white...

  Med out the name countless times in his heart.

   Suyi's brows and eyes were a little sickly paranoid.

  You provoke me first.

so,

   can no longer disappear before my eyes.

   still remember.

  That day.

  The dazzling white clothes broke into his world so directly.

  Since then.

   Sinking to the end, a thousand catastrophes are lost.

   also willingly.

  Ranbai suddenly opened her eyes and said blankly.

   "What are you looking at me for?"

   Suyi blinked and said obediently,

   "I am afraid that the master will leave me."

  I heard the young man's tone of anxiety.

  Dyeing white face without expression.

"will not leave."

  For goodwill, for task.

  Can't leave.

  Ranbai silently added a sentence in her heart.

  Hearing dyed white, clear and indifferent voice, Suyi's dark eyes burst with joy,

   "I believe in Master."

  Don’t leave, don’t leave, don’t leave...

  夙yi twitched the scarlet lips, and the youth's delicate face seemed to be filled with joy now.

  Danbai rubbed the broken hair of the ink color, with a clear voice, with a touch of pampering,

   "Hey, go to bed."

  Sui Yi nodded obediently.

  I just feel that the ice-bound heart is flowing with warmth.

   seems to be heated up.

  I will not leave you either.

   Suyi said silently in his heart.

  Even if the current master does not like him.

but,

At least,

  He can stay with her, can't he?

   There was heavy rain crackling outside the window, and heavy rain hit the window. The sky was densely covered with clouds, deafening thunder rang, and lightning flashed across the night sky like a flash of light.

  The whole world is shrouded in a gloomy dark cloud.

   Suyi tilted her head slightly, her dark eyes looked thoughtfully at the weather outside the window.

  Finally, look at the white dye lying on the bed.

   pursed his lips,

   Slowly walked towards Ranbai.

  Dyeing white: "..."

"What's wrong?"

  Ranbai feels that she can stop sleeping tonight.

  夙yi's pair of jet-black eyes are filled with a faint mist of water, looking pitifully white,

  "Master, I am afraid..."

   Dyeing white face expressionless, "What are you afraid of?"

  夙yi pursed her lips and said,

   "Fear of thunder."

  Dyeing white: "..."

The young man stood pitifully in front of her. The broken black hair looked very supple, scattered on his forehead. His exquisite features were like a finely crafted work of art from the heavens. His clothes appeared to be messy and loose, revealing a delicate jade-like collarbone. And half a white chest.

   Dyeing white face blankly looked at Su Yi, a pair of ink and wash eyes without emotion,

   "You sleep, I watch."

  夙yi: "..."

  Suiyi looked down at herself, looking a little bit distressed.

  Is the seduction unsuccessful?

  Why is the master indifferent?

  Why are you sleeping, I watched.

  Where is there such a routine?

  "Master..."

   Dyeing white with a faint "Huh?"

"do I look good?"

  Suiyi blinked, looking at the white-eyed person in front of him and asked eagerly.

  Dyeing white is very calm, and replied very seriously.

"nice."

  It is better to make a human body specimen.

  夙yi: "..."

  ##What should I do if there is a wife who wants to make me a human body specimen anytime, anywhere? Online, very anxious##

   Su Yi frowned tangledly, and asked again,

   "Does the teacher like it?"

Ranbai nodded honestly.

"like."

  However, it cannot be moved.

  　 It’s so miserable to bookmark and subscribe recently...

  　　 I can’t lift the knife, or are you floating?

  　　 See you tomorrow at half past seven.

  (End of this chapter)