Fuck you

Mingyuegui took out the painting in the dark grid, and took out the one Xinghe left for him from his bosom, squeezed one with each hand, and said with an exaggerated expression: "I'll tell you a big secret—Jun Youyang A story that I have to tell my sweetheart!"

"Who wants to know who Jun Youyang's sweetheart is?"

"Hey, hey, you guys are too gossip, not Nine Heavens Profound Girl! Not Yao Ji! She is the real owner of this painting!" Ming Yuegui held the painting on his chest with both hands, pretending to be intoxicated, "Has someone already guessed it? Let me hear your answers!"

"Yes! That's right! It's him! It's Mingyuegui!"

"Jun Youyang's sweetheart is the romantic and handsome emperor of the ghost world, Mingyuegui, who blows up the Three Realms!"

"It was a thunderstorm night. Mr. Youyang went up to the mountain to catch demons. On the mountain road, he met a crying boy in black. He fell in love with the boy at first sight, and asked why he was crying. The boy said that his favorite painting was torn, Mr. Youyang So I specially drew a picture and gave it to the young man as a token of love, and the two of them swore to each other forever..."

puff.

Mingyuegui suddenly stopped, propped himself on the table and retched twice.

It's so fucking disgusting, I can't even talk about it.

Probably sick.Terminally ill.

After directing and performing the big play, Mingyue Gui happily put away the painting and put it back to its original place, then ran to the table and poured herself a cup of tea.

Xinghe has been away for more than a day, and the tea is still hot, and it takes a long time to drink it.

This discrimination.

Thinking about it is really sad.

Ming Yuegui saw the broom he threw on the ground after he had had enough tossing. He thought for a while, then looked at the messy room he had tossed about, especially Xing He's bed. The bed sheet was wrinkled into a peony flower. It was simply a crime scene.

When he was wondering whether to help tidy up, the Lingxin hanging on his waist suddenly had a spiritual fluctuation, a layer of blue light appeared on the Lingxin, and then Xinghe's voice came out: "Mingyue."

Ming Yuegui was taken aback, feeling very guilty: "Huh?"

"What are you doing?" I don't know if Xinghe heard something wrong.

"Didn't do anything!" Mingyuegui quickly took off the token, he didn't know if Xinghe could see it, so he turned around guiltily and turned his back to the scene of the crime.

"I'll clean up your room!" Mingyue Gui gritted her teeth and said, "Why is your little boy so annoying, he waited at my door with a broom early in the morning."

"Really?" Xinghe's voice seemed a little cheerful, "Then you should be serious, I'll go back and check."

"Hey, I'll say it's your fault, otherwise Aowen insists that I clean your room." Mingyue Gui felt a little helpless, "Just this one time today, if you come back tomorrow, I will go on strike."

Xinghe said: "Well, just this once."

Mingyuegui didn't expect that Xinghe didn't say that he had to clean up even if he was on strike, or that it wasn't an order from me, but he opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer.

Xinghe didn't wait for him to answer, and said: "Everything is going well here, don't worry, I'll be very busy these days, I don't have time to talk to you, so let me talk to you first."

Hey.

Who said I was worried about you.

Mingyuegui rubbed her chin, she didn't admit it in her heart, but she smiled on her face: "I have a lot of things to do, how can I talk to you when I have time, and something else? I'm going to start cleaning up."

Xinghe said: "It's okay, that's all."

The blue light dissipated instantly, and Ling Xin returned to its original appearance.Mingyue Gui stared at Ling Xin for a long time, completely unable to recover from such a short, meaningless conversation.

That's all for now?Are you kidding me?

He hung the order letter on his waist again, and went to make the bed with a sigh.

In the past, when Xinghe was here, he didn't feel much, and his life was so whizzing, but this time, it was like taking away the soul of the whole house, every brick and tile became lifeless.

Mingyuegui felt that she was probably really terminally ill.

In fact, he wanted to see his master Qinghua Dijun very much. Ten toes took turns fighting for five days, but they didn't move out in unison.

Wandering around with a broom every day, of course, in most cases, I would run to the Xinghe room as soon as I opened my eyes and washed up. I almost ran out of obsessive-compulsive disorder, but I couldn't stop.

The most common sentence in the past few days is "I will eat this broom when I go to Xinghe's room tomorrow."

But people are not as good as heaven, he still runs to Xinghe's room every day, and the broom is still intact without a single hair in his stomach.

Eat in the Xinghe room, roll around, scribble, clean up after building, hold out disciple Ling Xin and stare blankly for a while.

Ever since Xinghe spoke to him that day, disciple Ling Xin has never had any fluctuations in his spiritual power.As if to prove that he didn't miss him, he didn't intend to contact Xinghe.

Of course, cultivation is also essential. The two kinds of spiritual power in his body are in good shape, and they are mostly fused. It feels like he is only short of a breath or an opportunity, and he can become the No. 1 god and ghost that has never been seen before or since.

Until Aowen started to prepare the gift box to bring, and prepared new clothes for Ming Yuegui: "We will set off early tomorrow morning. These are the clothes that Lord Youyang prepared for the young master in advance. Is it suitable for the young master to try first?"

Mingyue Gui couldn't wait to put it on and try it on, let alone, it was very suitable.

It's just that the color of this dress...is too ostentatious.

The sky is light blue.

Coupled with a headband of the same color, coupled with his slender and vigorous figure and unparalleled handsome face, Mingyuegui felt that he was probably not going to Tianjun Wanshou, but was preparing to participate in the beauty pageant of the Three Realms.

Deep black is his true love!

But this blue dress looks more like the couple style of Xinghe when worn on the body.

Thinking about it this way, Mingyue Gui barely suppressed the urge to change out of his clothes, and waved to the smiling young man in the bronze mirror: "Mingyue, you are finally here, you look so pretty."

To be honest, the clothes are indeed very beautiful, especially when worn on Mingyue Gui, there is an extremely unreal beauty.He admired in the mirror for a long time, imagining countless Xinghe's expressions when he saw him, and felt that he was about to be dazzled by himself, so he looked away triumphantly.

For Xinghe, it is not only necessary to outsmart, but also to take into account sex/seduction.

The road is long and far away, and I will search up and down.

That night, he hardly fell asleep, and put aside his cultivation, he was always immersed in the excitement of the reunion between the two of them, throwing back and forth on the bed like a war.

If Xinghe didn't leave and lived next door, he probably thought that Mingyuegui was demolishing the house.

The next day, before Aowen came to call the door, Mingyuegui had already quickly dressed and washed, and practiced a set of sword skills outside.

When Aowen came over and saw him, his jaw almost dropped in shock, he stared at him for several minutes before weakly calling out: "Master?"

Is this lively young man who is vigorous and vigorous, smells chickens, dances and looks really handsome, the apprentice who was picked up by Lord Youyang from the Western Wilderness? ?