Mozun raises the milk bag after the moon is old

"Ah, yes." How could Fuli not know that he changed the subject, and the next sentence was to go back to his star palace?

So preconceived and against the general, he purposely got closer and asked: "It's getting late, then what?"

As expected, his words stopped Yulin who was about to blurt out that I should go back to Xingxiu Palace, and was blocked for a while: "I..."

Fuli looked at the man in front of him who was deflated and blushed, and thought about you, stretched out his hand and pushed the man in: "You are already in this state, so don't go back."

Seeing that Yulin still wanted to talk, he grabbed his weakness and said, "Otherwise, your Xingjun will not blame you when he sees you like this?"

Without giving the other party a chance to speak at all, he said again: "Your family Xingjun didn't know that such a big thing happened when you sneaked out?"

Fu Li was uncertain when he said this, so he could only test it out, but there was a sly look in his eyes.

Yulin who heard the words was silent, obviously he was right.

"You should have a good rest." Fuli said while reaching out to tuck Yulin's bedding: "I'll talk about your Xingjun."

Anyway, if you put the blame on yourself, even if the Xingjun in their family has something to say, it's hard to say.

I heard that Mr. Xing was quite speechless when he took care of his father?

Fuli came to his senses: Yulin was taking care of my father before!

"Yulin."

Fuli became interested, and lay down next to Yulin, so scared that Yulin jumped up from the bed, looked at him in horror and said, "What is the little God doing?"

"Sleep!" Fuli said confidently, but it was the truth: "I will be tired too, not to mention seriously injured."

When Yulin heard this, he remembered that the little god seat was severely injured by the greedy wolf star just now...

But just now he cared about him, and he didn't let me care.

Yulin took another look at the expressionless person sitting there: But Xiaoshen Zuo blocked a shot for himself, if he didn't care about his injury because he was afraid of making him unhappy, he would feel sorry...

"Small god seat."

It doesn't matter, if the little god is angry, just get angry!Yulin thought about looking at that handsome face, and said bravely, "Are you okay?"

Yulin naturally knew that the little god would choke back after hearing his words, and before he could speak, he added: "You helped me, I have to thank you anyway, not to mention that you were hurt because of me, I should care about you more."

At the end, he said in detail: "As for whether the little god accepts it or not, it is the little god's business."

Afterwards, he looked at Fu Li, who had been babbled by him a lot, with serious eyes, who hadn't expected him to say so much at once.

But after a long time, this little god remained silent and sat there without knowing what he was thinking.

It was already very late at this time, and the fog in Misty Terrace was very thick, so the temperature was much lower than other places in Immortal World.

The door was not closed because he was carried in by the little God seat just now, which gave Yulin a chance to open up the topic.

"Small god seat."

Yulin coughed in embarrassment: "The night is already very dark." Then he looked at the open door meaningfully: "Let's take a rest earlier!"

After saying this sentence, Yulin regretted it, because the eyes of this little god were very complicated.

He didn't think about it that much at first, but because of this expression, he felt that he was tilted to one side in an instant, and after thinking about what he said just now, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that his imagination was full of imagination.

"I……"

Just when he was about to explain something, he saw Fuli, who hadn't responded for a long time, suddenly get up with a big movement.

Yulin frowned: Could it be that the little god is also thinking about it?

"I'm going to close the door." Unexpectedly, Fu Li just glanced at him and then walked towards the door. Looking at the tall and straight figure, Yulin felt a little embarrassed.

Xiaoshenzuo asked himself to stay here overnight, so where would he sleep?

He thought for a while, got up from the bed, and planned to give the bed to Fu Li: As for himself, he just lay down on the table and rested overnight.

Yulin, who had just rolled over and sat up, heard Fu Li's voice getting closer and closer to her: "What are you doing?"

"It's not easy for me to be anti-client."

Yulin looked at the picture of Fu Li who was obviously angry after saying this sentence: Could it be that the little god got angry because he felt that he had brushed his face?

But I really didn't mean that, so I could only patiently explain: "I just care about the little god seat."

But for some reason, after hearing this sentence, Fuli immediately became hostile and said in a bad tone: "I told you that I don't need you to care about it!"

Yulin was taken aback by his attitude of saying that the wind is the rain, and didn't know what to say.

I was afraid that I would offend this capricious little god again by opening my mouth.

"I'll let you sleep." Fuli came over and pushed her back onto the bed: "I don't want to say it again!"

When he said the latter sentence, Frisch wanted to emphasize how serious and determined he was, and he got very close.

So close that we could even hear each other's breathing.

Looking at the young but extremely domineering handsome face in front of her, Yulin felt a little uncomfortable and couldn't breathe, so she turned her head to the side.

Seeing his reaction, Fu Li immediately raised his eyebrows: What does he mean?Do you not want to listen to yourself?But he didn't dare to open his mouth for fear of offending himself, so he expressed his dissatisfaction in this way?

Countless thoughts popped up in his mind, and even Fu Li himself didn't expect that he would think so much.

But the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he brushed off that face, and moved closer: "What do you mean?"

Fu Li was stunned: there was an abnormal blush on that face, and it was unknown if it was because of nervousness, the lower lip was bitten so hard that there was no blood at all.

Fuli felt as if a basin of cold water poured down suddenly, pouring out the anger in his heart.

"What are you doing?" Why are you blushing?

"Little God seat, it's really getting late."

Looking at Fuli in front of her, Yulin didn't know how to answer, yes, she was very nervous and didn't dare to face the owner of this face.

"I have to go back to Xingxiu Palace tomorrow."

Seeing that Fu Li's expression was still not good, he continued: "You know, it would be bad if Jun Xing found out."

Yulin finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the phrase "then you rest", but then he raised his throat again.

What is the little god doing! ?

Yulin couldn't believe that Fu Li would lie down next to him, and immediately closed her eyes.

He looked at the impatient face, and finally decided not to speak.

But this kind of behavior is not at all like the little god he knew.