Dear Princess, Run Slowly

The atmosphere in the room is a little strange. It's the nth time for Su Qianyue to sweep her eyes to the man half kneeling on the ground.

Jun Mo left obviously also did not have patience, stretched out a hand to pull her cape: "what does the Niang son do always see him?"

"Ah? I'm just curious. " Su Qianyue quickly returns to her senses and says in a soft voice that just as she turns her eyes, she sees Jun Mo leaving the fundus of her eyes. If there is a complaint, she can only smile helplessly.

"Get up first." Jun Mo sipped his lips, and his voice was slightly cold.

Half kneeling on the ground, Chen niansheng nodded slightly.

Eyes respectfully fell on Jun Mo Li, but looking at Su Qianyue, it was a little unfriendly.

Gloomy youth, always between the eyebrows if there is no violent color, thin lips in touch with Su Qianyue's line of sight, some sarcastic hook.

Su Qianyue on such a line of sight, carelessly don't open the line of sight, reached out and poured a glass of water to him: "staring at me is useless, sit down and drink."

Chen niansheng gave her a cold look, with a slight hook on the corner of his lip, as if he were a business smile.

Su Qianyue knows that this is because Junmo Li is still sitting here. If Junmo can't be here, Chen niansheng will definitely put a big knife around her neck.

Thinking of this, Su Qianyue also slightly drooped her head, staring at the slightly rippling tea in the tea cup.

Jun Mo's line of sight is coldly swept Chen niansheng, the latter although still looking at Su Qianyue, but has been convergence.

"Recently, the master went to the ghost world sect for unknown reasons." Chen niansheng's voice is low.

Su Qianyue picked up a piece of sweet scented osmanthus cake and nibbled it happily.

Jun Mo from see this, pet drowning forward touched her head: "be careful."

Then he raised his head and said, "why not? I'm afraid that the news has been completely closed by elder Qinghuai. "

Chen niansheng nods and reaches for the tea cup on the table. He suddenly thinks that Su Qianyue poured it. Then he reaches for the sweet scented osmanthus cake in front of Su Qianyue.

But before he got the small cake, his hand was suddenly smashed by a peanut, and his fingertips hurt. Subconsciously, he took back his hand.

Chen niansheng stares at Su Qianyue and sees that Junmo Li is looking at Su Qianyue eating cakes.

As if aware of Chen niansheng's muddled eyes, Jun Mo's vision is slightly deep: "eat the food in front of you."

Chen niansheng He turned his eyes to see the dish of Guiling ointment in front of him, and twisted his nose.

He reached back, touched the tip of his nose and wanted to pour a glass of water by himself, but on the table, besides Jun Mo's cup from Su Qianyue, the one in front of him that Su Qianyue had just poured to him.

Tut.

"But I'm afraid the one on the top can't sit down with this change." Chen niansheng licked his lips or gave up preparing to eat and drink.

Jun Mo Li is carefully wiping the corners of Su Qianyue's mouth, as if he didn't listen to Chen niansheng.

Just as Chen niansheng pursed his lips to remind Jun Mo to leave, the latter raised his head and said, "you underestimated that man's patience."

This time, Su Qianyue can't fit the air any more. Her eyes quietly glanced at Chen niansheng with a black face, and her heart was in pain.

"What are you laughing at?" Jun Mo left to see the side of the little girl red lips slightly raised, but still want to pretend to be a very calm appearance, a time can not help but good strange way.

"It's nothing to laugh at, Mr. Chen. I've finished the sweet scented osmanthus cake you just asked for. How about this Su Qianyue gently raised her red lips and pushed the butterfly roll in front of her to Chen niansheng.

The latter's expression was stunned, and his face was black. Although he had just been black, this time, it seemed that he could drip water.

"Take it away!" Chen niansheng suddenly stands up and looks unfriendly at Su Qianyue.

Su Qianyue casually grabs Jun Mo Li, and her eyes fall on Chen niansheng who glares at her. She plays with her white fingers with a smile and says, "Mr. Chen, I su Qianyue, didn't provoke you?"

The implication is that who provoked you has nothing to do with Su Qianyue.

Chen niansheng's face is extremely gloomy. He stares at Su Qianyue and looks at her faintly. There are still some blood threads in the corner of his eyes.

Maybe he is afraid of Jun Mo Li. Chen niansheng stares at her fiercely and turns to bow to Jun Mo Li: "go away."

It's true that he doesn't respect this sentence. Jun Mo's eyes are dark or bright, but Su Qianyue can feel that he is holding his hand tightly.

"Is Yingxiu doing it again?" See Chen niansheng slam the door out, Su Qianyue this just look light, will that dish butterfly roll again pulled back, bit a mouthful to contain misty way.

His eyes were black and white. He didn't feel resentful after being hated at all. He was more understanding and understanding.

Jun Mo leaves to go up such line of sight, for a time heart some palpitation: "EH.""Also, how could the elder of the ghost world sect not report my trace? Unexpectedly, he came faster than I expected."

Su shallow moon does not change color, even want to come to a bucket of instant noodles.

Jun Mo Li stretched out his hand and gently stroked the broken hair on her forehead.

"As for Chen niansheng, you have also said that his life experience has something to do with his life experience. How to say, I don't hate that child. On the contrary, I have more sympathy."

Speaking of this, Su Qianyue's eyes smile and looks at Junmo Li beside her: "are you going to hurt Chen niansheng?"

Smell speech, Jun Mo left Zheng Zheng, turn to smile lightly to shake head: "have no."

"No? Isn't that your style? "

"I just killed my husband."

“…… Cough, it's just a child who doesn't understand. " Su Qianyue looked a little stunned for a moment. She coughed a few times and quickly waved her hand.

Jun Mo from see this, Jun face a flurried across, quickly start patting Su Qianyue on the back.

"Slow down."

"Jun Mo Li, do you have a plan behind my back?" When Shunguo came, Su Qianyue raised her head.

"Well."

Jun Mo left but did not hide, Su Qianyue asked what is truthful answer.

Su Qianyue was playing with the porcelain cup in her hand, and she was slightly distracted by the white mist rising from the tea.

"When will she come?"

"If I guess right, now."

Jun Mo Li's voice seems to be casual and comes out of his mouth. As soon as Su Qian's moon god's feeling stagnates, it's not surprising that there will be a loud noise outside the next second!

Even the ground under their feet was shaking violently.

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