Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

"Girl, Feng Heye already knows that you are the head of the mercenaries, this matter>

Shui Qianjue's expression was slightly worried, because this was originally a secret that should not be leaked, but they knew about it.
Luo Liuling froze, subconsciously moved her slender fingers, and stared at Shui Qianjue with indifferent eyes.

Seeing Luo Liuling's expression, Shui Qianjue felt like his ears were going to turn red.

But he still pretended to be calm, although his face was expressionless, but his heart was full of smiles. [

She looked at him, looking at him so affectionately, which made his heart pound.

But this was all Shui Qianjue's narcissistic thinking, Luo Liuling didn't have any thoughts at all, she stared at him like this, just exploring from his eyes.

"Now that I know, I will come to the mercenary tribe in a few days and announce it."

"Well, I will tell them how you spent the past ten days under the cliff."

Shui Qianjue still couldn't help asking, but his tone was soft and cautious.

"Had a good time."

After leaving these four words, Luo Liuling turned around and walked into the house without saying anything at all. The life under the cliff was the best moment between her and him.

There were no disputes, no intrigues, just peace and a very warm feeling. Luo Liuling will never forget this period of time in his life.

"Girl, don't be so indifferent. I want to know how you spent the past ten days with him under the cliff."

After saying this, Shui Qianjue subconsciously made a mistake, and a hint of annoyance flashed across his face, wishing to hit himself a few times.

What was he talking about, he wanted to know how she and him spent time under the cliff, it sounded weird to hear this.

Luo Liuling glanced at him, and under his froze smile, he slammed the door for attention.

"Ouch." Shui Qianjue covered her nose, spinning in circles in pain, this girl was still so ruthless.

Shui Qianjue raised his hand and was about to knock on the door, when a figure of a person suddenly flashed across his mind, his eyes dimmed a bit, he withdrew his hand in frustration, turned around, and disappeared here after a few ups and downs.

Luo Liuling saw Shui Qianjue's leaving figure from the window, so she turned her head and sat at the table, asking Ruo'er to take out her pen and ink.

Soon, the top four treasures of the study were pulled over.

Luo Liuling picked up a pen and scribbled on the paper with a dignified expression, a huge plan in his mind. It wasn't until a figure came in that Ruo'er almost cried out, and then he saw clearly that it turned out that It's the Night Lord.

He was about to speak, but Ye Wushang stopped him, and waved his hand, signaling Ruo'er to back down.

Soon, there were only Ye Wushang and Luo Liuling in this room. Ye Wushang walked slowly to Luo Liuling on tiptoe. Eyebrow smoothed. [

When he stretched his hand halfway, out of the corner of Ye Wushang's eyes, he suddenly saw Luo Liuling's paper. The handwriting was very delicate and pleasing to the eye.

"Ling, what are you writing?"

A warm breath slowly surrounded Luo Liuling from behind, and a man's deep voice came from his ears, a little hoarse, but with an indescribable charm, every word spit out from his thin lips, heard in Luo Liuling's ears. In Liu Ling's ears, it was like the majesty of March caressing her cheeks, making her feel extremely comfortable.