Agent Beast Mother: Feng Ao Jiutian

The two stood facing each other, surrounded by as many leaves as rain, because Lan Mingyou made these beautiful fallen leaves instantly become a supporting scenery >

"Master, when did you come? Have you been with me all this time?" Lan Mingyou's lightness kung fu is very good, if he wants people not to find out, I'm afraid no one will be able to find out.

Now and time are getting late, so Lan Mingyou has followed him here for so long?

"I just came, Feng Qilin is very fast, so I followed you in a short time." Lan Mingyou lied indifferently, there was no guilt of lying in his eyes, as if what he said was really the truth.

"Really? But didn't you just summon the wind unicorn?" Bo Tingxin frowned slightly, seeing that he was only on the tree just now, and the wind unicorn was only summoned. [

"You read it wrong." Lan Mingyou replied decisively, even if she killed the type who refused to admit it, Bo Lixin nodded lightly, but she didn't expose him.

"Uncle, aren't you here?" Bo Lixin's watery eyes rolled, Lan Mingyou was the only one here.

Lan Mingyou shook his head lightly, and the snow-white feathers on his shoulders swayed slightly by fallen leaves, he said: "No, he said he was busy, so he didn't come."

In fact, Lan Mingyou didn't leave Xiangfu at all yesterday, so he didn't tell Bei Mingfeng at all, and he also knew that even if he did, he wouldn't come.

"Master, do you have anything else to tell Xin'er?" Bo Tingxin slightly raised his head to look at Lan Mingyou, who was very evil.

Hearing what she said, Lan Mingyou suddenly fell into silence, and after a long time, he sighed quietly and said.

"Take good care of yourself." He didn't say too much, and his words were very plain, no different from the usual Lan Mingyou.

He just said seven words lightly and calmly - take good care of yourself.

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Just these seven words, Bo Lixin felt a warm current flowing through her heart, she knew how good Lan Mingyou was to her, but she seldom heard something touching from Master.

This time, it was just these seven words, but it really moved Bo Lixin. In fact, being moved is a very simple thing.

"Okay, master, I will take good care of myself. So will you and uncle." Bo Tangxin felt a little sore on the tip of her nose, and she actually felt a little bit like crying at this moment.

Biting his lips lightly with thin, piercing teeth, resisting the sourness at the tip of his nose, he felt that his eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and gradually he couldn't see clearly what was in front of him.

Lan Mingyou suddenly jumped off the Feng Qilin, took a step forward, stretched out her hand and gently hugged Bo Lixin in her arms, Bo Lixin was much shorter than Lan Mingyou, her height only reached Lan Mingyou's chest place.

She didn't need to lean on his chest, but she could hear his heartbeat like a drum, and it was very powerful.

He just stretched out his slender hands to gently wrap her around her, and didn't hold her tightly, as if he stretched out his hands to form a circle to protect her.

He lowered his head slightly, and said lightly, "Remember to come back and see us."

"Okay, Xin'er will definitely come back to see the master and uncle." Bo Tingxin nodded slightly and said.