After the Hell Lord heard her voice, he looked back.When she saw her slipping on the stone and leaping towards the pool, she almost instinctively rushed forward to catch her.

However, as soon as the person entered his arms, he was stunned.

The girl's petite body slammed into his arms, her soft body pressed against his firm chest, and the peculiar faint medicinal scent that belonged to her passed into his nose, making his heart slightly rippled...

Those white hands tightly grasped the placket in front of him, with a small face buried in his chest, only to see her shiny and silky ink hair, the person in her arms raised her head from the astonishment and looked down with him His deep eyes touched each other, at such a close distance, the four eyes facing each other, an unknown sentiment quietly spread in his heart.

But the situation of the two of them fell in Yingyi's eyes not far away, but they became affectionately looking at each other, seeing him messy in the wind.

is not that right?Those are two big men!Even if the boy is a little petite, he can't ignore the fact that he is a man, but now, the master is actually holding his arms around the boy's waist and not letting go, and the two of them are so close to each other.

The scene made him look around almost instinctively, thinking, don't let others see this scene, otherwise, the master's fame would be completely ruined!

Feng Jiu looked at the Hell Lord with one arm around her waist in astonishment. He didn't have the messy and unknown feelings of Hell Lord in her mind. All she thought was: She is a man now. It is really suitable for him to hold a man like this. ?

Looking at it like that with his deep gaze, she couldn't help but shivered, got goose bumps, and hurried away.

"Sorry, sorry, my foot slipped."

She backed away while talking, and smiled in a jealous smile: "I'll come over to say hello, you continue, continue."

The Hell Lord bowed his head and looked at his hand at the woman who ran away like an escape. It seemed that he was reminiscing about something, so Yingichi who looked at that side couldn't help but said something.

"Master, a few beautiful women have been here in the Beauty Tower these past two days."

Hearing this, the Hell Lord looked at him: "What then?"

"Then, then the subordinates thought, do you need to let them come to wait at night?"

After saying this, Yingyi saw his master's gaze sweeping at him, and saw that his scalp was numb, and he almost knelt down.

As for the other side, Feng Jiu rubbed his arms as he walked, muttering, "This Hell, doesn't he really have a habit of breaking sleeves? But even if he has a habit of breaking sleeves, he shouldn't look at me? After all, my face is ruined, and he can see it even with such a face painted with black green ointment?"

"I shouldn't, I must be thinking too much."

She sighed and calmed down. Seeing that the medicine building was in front, she strode in, and greeted Lao Lin who was checking the medicinal materials in the courtyard: "Old Lin." "It's a ghost!"

Old Lin glanced back at her, then suddenly left and right, came to her and asked: "I heard that the master asked you to watch the night last night?"

"Yeah." She nodded.

"Why did the master let you watch the night? What did you do?" Old Lin was surprised, and his eyes were also puzzled.

Hearing this, looking at the gossip look of Old Lin, Feng Jiu's mouth twitched...