Quick wear: full-level bosses are forced to open business and become a heartthrob

Chapter 70 The Beauty Immortal Venerable She Is Pious (10)

these scars.

He twitched his eyelash feathers slightly, and pursed his slender lips tightly.

Sooner or later, he will return them all bit by bit.

"..."

His blackening value was all seen by the little broken bird.

Since the host made a bond with him by mistake, his blackening value has not stopped.

It has been growing, albeit extremely slowly.

It shouldn't, at least it shouldn't be blackened so quickly!

This long story has just begun!
"Host, find a way to touch Song Qinggu's hand." It whispered, lest Tang Zhu's dislike for the little red bird would be transferred to it. "See if the little flower on his head has changed color."

This is not good.

Tang Zhu thought about it, and then stretched out a wet paw, covering the opponent's wrist.

The moment the skin touched, the little flower on top of Song Qinggu's head trembled violently.

Now there are four gray petals, and one single white petal.

Tang Zhu: "..." What does that mean.

The little broken bird covered his face: "It's the necessary way to update Huahua, but you have to pay attention, if the petals turn black, he will be completely blackened!"

According to the plot of the original book, the day he became black was the day when blood washed her fairy gate.

".open."

The young man's expression was filled with gloom for an instant, his eyes stayed on the other's arrogant and thin white long fingers, and the other's palm accurately covered the hideous scar.

It almost burned his wrist bones.

The sound of his gnashing of teeth resounded in Tang Zhu Consciousness Sea.

The cold immortal frowned and stared at Huahua above his head.

lost in thought.

Damn it, why did it change color? She obviously didn't do anything.

This guy.

She looked him up and down with dissatisfied eyes.

People are not big, and their minds are not big.

Song Qinggu: "..."

He froze for a moment, looking at her unblinkingly with his beautiful dark and clear eyes.

But in the end, he didn't struggle anymore, so he let her lead him.

Her hands were not like her.

Cold, cruel, no temperature.

He pursed his lower lip.

At that moment he had a very absurd feeling.

He actually, likes it very much.

Being held by her like this.

"..."

It stands to reason that after she catches the monster, she can go back to Qingyun Peak directly, and then throw the two-armed little red bird back to the back mountain and lock it up again.

But Tang Zhu didn't go back.

She decided to wander outside for a while, treating it as a vacation for the original owner.

Well, in fact, she herself didn't like the atmosphere there very much.

Intrigue all day long.

In front of the people who don't know the truth, he has to maintain that look of the breeze and the moon in his arms.

So a few days later, when the little red bird woke up.

He found himself in the courtyard room.

Next to him lay the poisonous woman who was going to roast him that day.

You wait, I can't beat you to death.

He flapped his wings and walked towards her with a firm face.

Then he was taken away by her.

The other party was facing him sideways, eyes still closed, as if he was not awake.

Xie Qingzhao breathed a sigh of relief, and the next second his head was touched.

he:"……"

Then there's the back.

He frowned unaccustomedly, and his delicate and petite body struggled slightly.

Then there's his beautiful tail feathers.

Xie Qingzhao froze the whole bird.

The moment her fingertips caressed the tail feathers, his whole body went limp, and the surging numbness came on violently, almost engulfing him instantly.

In the quiet room, the bird's body trembled violently.

He clenched his teeth, his dark eyes were filled with mist, as if he was about to cry.

"..." Tang Zhu was awakened by him shaking like an electric shock.

She opened her eyes, and found that the little red bird she picked up had turned into a human form at some point.

His dark and pure eyes looked at her resentfully, the ink color was filled with water vapor, and his lips were tightly pressed together.

And her hand was still lazily on the waistline of the other party, and her fingertips unconsciously touched his waist.

The clean eyebrows are dyed brightly, which is terribly confusing.

Tang Zhu didn't understand, so she lazily moved closer to him, touching his forehead, "Are you sick?"

Her forehead was icy and cold, in contrast, Xie Qingzhao's face was very hot.

He opened his lips, and his low and cold voice seemed to be filled with a layer of frosted texture, "... just slowed down."

The claws hidden behind him couldn't help but clenched tightly, and the fingertips were covered with a light and confusing powder.

"..."

Song Qinggu opened the door and saw this moment.

　(Approaching) Good afternoon, my lady, I wonder if you are interested... (The paint on the chair is still wet) (Stained pants) (Leaving in a hurry) (Pressure of sexy voice) At noon, my princess, do you have a ticket? Review five-star punch card... (choked by saliva) (heart-piercing cough)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)