Chapter 245: Fish

Now Lu Xingzhou is very glad that he is already at the Fourth Grade Upper Stage and ready to impact the Third Grade.

Because he can hold his breath for a long time, and no matter how long he is smothered, he can handle it.

The effect of this facial cleanser can make people clingy for a lifetime; what is called soft and sweet?

Not to mention that he is still holding the round moon in his hand, a double enjoyment.

Lu Xingzhou just wants to die here and doesn't want to move at all.

It's a pity that Ye Tinglan can't stand being washed with milk all the time; she will have feelings herself, and at this moment her breathing is rough, and she finally lifts Lu Xingzhou's face with both hands: "Are you done yet? If I didn't speak, would you have fallen asleep?"

Lu Xingzhou mumbled: "Still want..."

"Shameless, have you forgotten that you need to heal?"

Lu Xingzhou moved up a little bit reluctantly, wanting to kiss and heal.

Ye Tinglan's communication jade talisman vibrated again; she glanced at it, and it was Yuan Muyu again. Ye Tinglan refused to answer again.

She was about to kiss the little man; who had the patience to deal with you.

The man kissed her, and the jade talisman vibrated stubbornly at the same time.

Thinking that spiritual sense connection doesn't need a mouth anyway, Ye Tinglan, while kissing the man, still said crossly through spiritual sense: "What are you doing? Are you annoying?"

Yuan Muyu had the illusion of dreaming back many years ago, only that seven years ago, these seven words were often said by herself to her sister during her rebellious period, and now the boomerang is stuck all over her head.

Including these various refusals...

Yuan Muyu said angrily: "You still ask me what I'm doing; what do you mean by pretending to be me?"

"What do you mean? You idiot were used by others; as a sister, I'm helping you wipe your butt, so you can understand the details and have a count in your heart. I haven't even let you thank me; what do you mean by this questioning? If you have the ability, go and promote that it's not you?"

Yuan Muyu choked: "You know that's not what I'm asking!"

"Then what is it? You say it; if you don't say it, how do I know? Hmm~"

Yuan Muyu: "?"

What sound?

That doesn't seem to be spiritual sense; is Ye Tinglan making a sound in her throat?

Under what circumstances would she make this sound in her throat!

At this time, Ye Tinglan also looked at Lu Xingzhou with some resentment.

Lu Xingzhou clearly noticed that her spiritual sense was doing other things and was distracted, so he moved his right hand covering the round moon. It made her hum out loud subconsciously, but her little mouth was kissed and she couldn't make a sound, so it became that kind of sound in her throat.

Yuan Muyu's furious spiritual sense continued to resound in the soul sea: "Ye Tinglan! What was that sound just now!"

Ye Tinglan originally had the intention of blaming Lu Xingzhou, but she was yelled at by her sister and became rebellious. What sound I make has nothing to do with you; I haven't blamed you for disturbing my good deeds yet, and your voice is so loud?

She simply didn't answer, deliberately increased the movement of her lips and tongue, and kissed with a smacking sound.

Yuan Muyu: "???"

What sound is that again!

"Ye Tinglan! Did you hear me talking!" Yuan Muyu was also so angry that she didn't use spiritual sense and shouted out loud.

Lu Xingzhou's movements paused; how did it seem like he heard Fish's voice?

Dare to say that this teacher is actually talking to Fish?

For a moment, he didn't know what kind of thoughts were rising, so he simply pulled his hand out of the skirt and pulled Ye Tinglan's lapel open with both hands.

Ye Tinglan was about to answer, but she was stunned by this pull: "What are you doing?"

Yuan Muyu: "You still ask me! I'm asking you!"

Ye Tinglan: "... o aside, I'm not talking to you."

"Then who are you talking to?"

"None of your... Hmm~ Ha... lighter..."

Yuan Muyu: ""

Ye Tinglan looked at the little man buried in her chest with resentment; he was biting...

In front of Yuan Muyu's call, she didn't know how to say the words to stop him, and there was a bit of evil in her heart; what if she let Yuan Muyu listen?

She gritted her teeth and simply didn't stop the little wolf dog; her stiff body softened instead, and she responded leisurely through spiritual sense: "Why, I let my disciple serve me; do you have any opinions?"

Yuan Muyu said angrily: "Who is your disciple?"

"What does it have to do with you? Are you coming back to be a Junior Martial Aunt?"

"Ye Tinglan! Is it Lu Xingzhou!"

"You guess?"

"You!" Yuan Muyu was just about to explode with anger, but suddenly she thought that this matter was wrong, and suddenly the sound stopped.

Not to mention whether Lu Xingzhou finds a substitute or not, let's count it as he might, after all, the sister looks like herself.

But who is Ye Tinglan? She has been the world's number one for so many years, and has controlled the Heavenly Jade Holy Land for so many years; she is a person who stomps her feet and shakes the earth within the scope of humans and demons. Would she just stick to a man with low cultivation?

She, Yuan Muyu, knows even better that this sister is how much she pretends, how many shackles she hangs on herself, and she can't even lose the stinky face of the Heavenly Jade Holy Mistress when her sister runs away, and she has a face like an old Taoist nun. Would such a person be mixed up with a man in this short "going south to Tianshuang" time, and even make lewd sounds for her to hear?

Is this possible?

There is only one truth! Ye Tinglan is intentional; she wants to make herself angry and come to the door, and then set up a net to catch herself back.

Yuan Muyu's anger immediately smoothed out, and she sneered: "Your calculations are useless. You helped me collect Ice Demon information for nothing, thank you, good sister~"

Ye Tinglan: "?"

No, what did this stupid sister imagine again?

Lu Xingzhou was biting the cherry there, and Ye Tinglan really couldn't condense her thoughts, and said enchantingly with no strength: "As you wish."

Yuan Muyu still wanted to mock you for pretending, but the call had been cut off.

Yuan Muyu was no longer angry; she leaned back in her chair calmly and thought for a while, and called a subordinate in: "Let someone contact the Demoness Joy Sect and say that I want to see the Mystic Girl."