Her head was a little chaotic, or maybe she learned it only when she came back?

The more he thought about it, the more likely it was. He thought so in his heart, but why was he a little sour?

Why do you think that Nangong Qingyu often cooks it for him to eat when you see this pastry?

Why... I always think of her?

Xueyan looked at him in a daze, thinking that he was so happy that he was so happy that he couldn't feel relieved for a moment. She was a little happy and pulled his sleeves.

Xiao Jifan woke up from a dream, and Xueyan's movements obviously touched him. This movement was a small movement that Xueyan often did, and he remembered it very clearly. His heart softened and he hugged her tightly.

It's his Yan'er, no doubt.

Xueyan's face turned red, her face was shy, and her white teeth bit her lips gently. She was very cute, and her words were soft and soft, and some of them were numb: "Ban... eat first. Although you are a fairy and are not hungry, you must eat what I made."

"Okay, I'll rely on you." His eyes were filled with tenderness, as if he remembered the days he had been with Xueyan many years ago. When he first met, he felt a sense of familiarity, which later evolved into favor.

He bit off the pastry in one bite, his elegant posture was like water, and there was no trace of evil spirit. Xueyan leaned against his arms, his head did not tilt up, and what flowed through his eyes was a calculation, which was inevitable, and he was satisfied.

She hugged Xiao Jifan and said in a coquettish tone: "Brother Fan, is it good for us to go to the place to sleep? Stay with Yan'er."

Xiao Jifan's eyes flashed, staring at the woman in her arms, trying to see something from her eyes, but the woman's eyes were confused, innocent, lively and playful, and there was nothing abnormal.

He shook his head lightly, let her go, and walked out alone.

Xueyan was stunned for a moment, waved her hand and rolled up the pieces of paper just now and restored them.

After the paper was automatically pieced together, Xueyan's face turned ugly in an instant, and the jealousy in her eyes was burning wildly.

He grabbed the paper hard and did not turn into pieces, but into pieces.

She silently recited in her heart: Nangong Qingyu, you and I are incompatible!

She turned around angrily and followed Xiao Jifan closely.

Not long after, Xueyan appeared behind Xiao Jifan again, and her face immediately became gentle, kind, innocent, and very different from the woman who had jealous eyes in her previous eyes, as if she was not the same person at all.

However, Xiao Jifan didn't know all about these things.

"Brother Fan, why are you leaving? Where is Yan'er not good enough? Or is the pastry too bad? Don't you want Yan'er..."

Xiao Jifan finally stopped when Xue Yan said the last sentence, and glanced back and seemed to have some changes in his eyes.

Xueyan felt a little guilty. Did he find something wrong?

Just as she was about to speak, Xiao Jifan grabbed her shoulder and directly attacked her lips.

Xueyan was confused and reacted quickly. She couldn't control the joy in her eyes, but she forced herself to suppress it.

After a passionate kiss, Xiao Jifan was hot all over and his tone was a little angry: "Did you drug me?"

A trace of fear flashed in Xueyan's eyes, and a little firmness filled her eyes. How could the things she got fly?

Not only did she not stay away, she got closer and pestered him, but she refused to let him go. She didn't believe that after he got the medicine Gu, a beautiful woman hugged him, and could still be an old monk here as if nothing had happened.

Unless he doesn't have that kind of thing, he is a eunuch without that kind of thing, anyone can do it, but he is definitely not!

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