Douluo: Bibi Dong, why are you crying after I leave!

But even so, it still did not dispel the thoughts of these noble girls towards Qian Chengxiao.

Tang Yuehua's method will only make these noble girls more excited.

Sometimes, it is not just wives who have a unique attraction and temptation to men.

Human husbands are more tempting to girls like them, not to mention that Qian Chengxiao is the husband of the master of Yuexuan Pavilion.

Moreover, when they gathered around Qian Chengxiao, Qian Chengxiao would always show a cold and ascetic face to them that was distant from others.

The group of aristocratic girls surrounding Qian Chengxiao felt the coldness radiating from Qian Chengxiao's body and the ascetic face that rejected people thousands of miles away, which did not make these girls feel any disgust towards Qian Chengxiao at all.

On the contrary, Tang Yuehua cared more and more about Qian Chengxiao, and Qian Chengxiao became more indifferent to them, and they became more excited.

Privately, these aristocratic girls were all proud of who could get Qian Chengxiao to speak for them first.

After all, the sense of accomplishment that comes from conquering such an aloof male god is unimaginable.

Moreover, Qian Chengxiao, a cold male god, would only show them that cold, ascetic face that made them want to conquer like crazy.

Once Qian Chengxiao met Tang Yuehua, the ice and snow on Qian Chengxiao's face was like meeting the warm sun, and he began to smile quickly.

The gentleness he showed towards Tang Yuehua and the smile he showed fascinated these noble girls who were eyeing Qian Chengxiao, and they were confused and confused.

It's a pity that Qian Chengxiao has been in this class for ten days.

No matter how these Huaichun girls talked to Qian Chengxiao, they never let Qian Chengxiao speak.

As for those noble children in the class, their curiosity about Qian Chengxiao changed immediately from the beginning.

Each of them regarded Qian Chengxiao as a thorn in their flesh, and their eyes were full of murderous intent when they looked at Qian Chengxiao.

If looks could kill, Qian Chengxiao would have died countless times.

They have already taken the unattainable, holy and noble goddess Tang Yuehua as their wife.

These women, knowing that this guy Qian Chengxiao is already Tang Yuehua's husband, is still so popular, can they still leave a way for them to survive?

However, these people only had complaints against Qian Chengxiao but did not dare to retaliate.

There is no other reason than that this guy is the husband of Tang Yuehua, the master of Yuexuan Pavilion.

With this status alone, it is much higher than the status of noble children like them.

"Yueguan, did the people sent out to look for Chengxiao get any news?"

Bibi Dong, who was sitting on the Pope's chair, looked at Yue Guan who appeared in front of her and asked softly.

"When I returned to the Pope, there was no news."

"Okay, I understand, let's get down!"

"Yes, Your Majesty the Pope!"

Looking at the hall in front of her, Bibi Dong leaned lazily on the Pope's chair, holding the handle of the Pope's chair with her right hand, leaning her head gently on it, and gently pinching the bridge of her nose with her thumb and index finger.

"Chengxiao, my Chengxiao, where are you?"

"Now, I have become the Pope of Wuhun Palace."

"Father, I didn't kill either."

"Ever since I had Xue'er, my father and grandfather have been by Xue'er's side and passed down the position of pope directly to me."

"Everything has changed."

"Chengxiao, where are you?" "Alas"

A weak sigh echoed softly in the empty papal palace.

Bibi Dong, who was thinking about Qian Chengxiao, suddenly let out a weak sigh, then leaned on the Pope's chair and fell asleep gently.

Time flies like shoes, and a year almost flies by in the blink of an eye.

"Husband, in one month, it will be the graduation ceremony of this class of students. At that time, I will let you perform. Are you confident?"

Tang Yuehua looked at the beloved in front of him. After this year of cultivating his mind and character, Qian Chengxiao's temperament had completely transformed.

He is her lover, her husband, and the most special disciple she has ever taught.

Cheng Xiao is still as outstanding as ever. He seems to have nothing he doesn't know how to do and he learns everything quickly. Tang Yuehua's eyes when he looked at Qian Chengxiao were full of satisfaction and happiness.

Sword eyebrows and star eyes, tall and three-dimensional nose bridge, thin lips, a resolute face as if engraved like a god, long black hair tied into a ponytail and tied behind her back.

Although Qian Chengxiao's face is like a work of art carefully carved by the gods, the most attractive thing about Qian Chengxiao is not his handsome face, but his eyes.

Qian Chengxiao's eyes were filled with soft tranquility and elegance, and a slight smile made people feel as if they were taking a breath of spring breeze.

This is actually not unusual, because many people have softness and tranquility in their eyes, and their smiles give people a feeling of spring breeze. This kind of people is not unusual.

The reason why Qian Chengxiao's eyes are the most attractive is because, if you look carefully, behind the softness and tranquility, there is a kind of indifference hidden behind them.

It is because of the hidden indifference that Qian Chengxiao, who is full of aristocratic aura, adds a noble and domineering aura that even the children of the royal family do not have.

It was because of these eyes that two completely different auras appeared on Qian Chengxiao's body.

As elegant as a scholar, as well as untouchable and noble and cold.

Originally, these two auras that should not appear on one person appeared on Qian Chengxiao's body at the same time.

It makes people look, no matter if it doesn't feel inconsistent, it just makes people feel that this young man is extremely mysterious.

Tang Yuehua looked at the beloved in front of her with endless admiration in her heart.

Looking at Qian Qian Chengxiao in front of him, Tang Yuehua couldn't get enough of him no matter how much he looked at him.

No matter how you look at it, you will be fascinated.

Whether on or off the bed, Qian Chengxiao was so deeply attracted to her.

Qian Chengxiao himself seems to be like a poison that is fatal to women. Once he is contaminated, he will fall deeper and deeper.

Without him, life would no longer have any meaning to her.

After this year of cultivation, Qian Chengxiao is now.

The only thing he said was: Mr. Mo is like jade, and his son is unparalleled in the world. He is such a handsome young man.

Listening to Tang Yuehua's words, the indifference deep in Qian Chengxiao's eyes disappeared.

Qian Chengxiao smiled slightly at Tang Yuehua and performed aristocratic etiquette: "At that time, the disciple will never embarrass you, teacher."

Tang Yuehua listened to Qian Chengxiao's words and looked at Qian Chengxiao who performed aristocratic etiquette in front of him. His little mouth suddenly became puffy, like a little hamster with his mouth full of food. It was really cute. .

"Qian Chengxiao, are you still pretending to be addicted?"

"I can't cure you today?"

With that said, Tang Yuehua's always calm state of mind was directly broken by Qian Chengxiao. He reached out and grabbed Qian Chengxiao's collar and moved into the room: "In tomorrow's class, I will definitely ask you to hold on to the wall when you come out." (This chapter. over)