Unprecedented Pill Refiner: Entitled Ninth Young Lady

"Master Liuhuo, I\'ll prepare a room for you. You have a rest first." Linghe\'s smiling.

Liu Huo shook his head. "No, I\'m not tired. Go ahead and do something. I want to sit here for a while."

Linghe\'s eyes turned, and he couldn\'t hear the meaning of the word. So he looked at the monsoon smoke silently, and thought that it was his young lady who bullied the beautiful young man, so he didn\'t think much about it. He withdrew from the room consciously and took the door with him.

In the room, Bai Ze is lying on his back. Behind him is a small shivering bat. As a coming bat, he flutters his wings and lands on Bai Ze\'s corner. Looking at the bitter little bat, his round eyes are full of curiosity.

Liuhuo sits quietly beside the bed and looks at the sleeping face of the monsoon smoke. It\'s clearly engraved in the bottom of my heart, but I don\'t know why, I can\'t see enough.

Liuhuo\'s eyes from the eyebrows of the monsoon smoke glided over the slightly opened lips, and the corners of the eyes, if any, seemed to sweep past the three on one side.

The little bat whistled to Bai Ze\'s belly, while Bai Ze lowered his head and pretended to sleep. The little group only showed a shivering little butt outside.

A smile slipped by his lips. He lowered his head slowly and supported his arms on both sides of the head of the monsoon smoke. Slowly Go down.

I don\'t know when I fell asleep because of the monsoon smoke. Obviously, I have the idea of rectifying the flow of fire, but I can\'t bear the warmth of the flow of fire. I fell asleep unconsciously. I felt that my lips were warm and my mouth seemed to be plundering.

She suddenly opened her eyes, and what came into her eyes were the half narrowed eyes of Liuhuo, with the obsession of deep sleep.

Liuhuo didn\'t expect that monsoon smoke would wake up at this moment. He subconsciously wanted to end the "sneak attack". As a result, his head had just retreated half a minute.

Monsoon smoke sweeps a palm, clapped directly in his back brain, forced him to press back.

"Sneak attack, sneak attack. Can you concentrate?"

Liuhuo slightly shakes, the corner of the mouth can\'t help but smile, and directly gives the initiative to monsoon smoke.

Monsoon smoke is also not polite to eat his little daughter-in-law\'s tender tofu, anti guest based wanton plunder, one hand hook his neck, one hand pull his skirt.

But

Tear and pull.

Liuhuo\'s neat clothes were torn by the monsoon smoke.

This sudden change made both of them stupefied.

The monsoon smoke looked at the wrinkled cloth in his hand, and then looked at the broken skirt of Liuhuo.

Liuhuo chuckles helplessly, but he doesn\'t say anything. However, the monsoon smoke directly leaves the cloth in his hand, and his little claws pull at Liuhuo\'s clothes.