qingluan"Young Master Wen."
Qingluan, who had not spoken for a long time and stood behind Bai Fei, finally stepped over.
His face was as cold as ever, and his voice was extremely cold.
qingluan"Do you want to know about the Valley Master?"
...
Lin Munian sat on the soft stool and watched the Scorpion King's graceful posture as he ate slowly and did not dare to speak.
xiewang"Little demon, this is the fifth time you've peeked at me."
Just as Lin Munian lowered his head and hanged his hands, the Scorpion King suddenly spoke.
xiewang"But the food is not appetizing?"
Lin Munian raised his head and said cautiously.
linmunian"I'm full, can I go back?"
Scorpion King put down his chopsticks, then stood up and smiled slightly.
xiewang"Okay, I'll send you back."
Lin Munian waved his hand and refused.
linmunian"I know the way to the room, I can go back by myself, scorpion... you..."
The title on the lips has changed and changed, but still can't find a suitable title to call him, so I want to forcibly bypass this topic.
linmunian"Well, good night."
xiewang"It's a little early to say good night now."
The Scorpion King smiled and revealed Lin Munian's thoughts.
xiewang"Little demon, why don't you change my scorpion?"
Ah, this...
linmunian"I heard that the two sisters, Poison Bodhisattva and Pretty Arhat, call you King, so I think..."
The Scorpion King interrupted her.
xiewang"No, little demon, you are different from them."
xiewang"I want to hear you call me that."
Lin MuNian raised her head when she heard this and happened to bump into his dark eyes.
At that moment, he seemed to have tricked her, made her lose her mind, and blurted out.
Scorpion King stretched his eyes and smiled contentedly.
xiewang"Good little demon."
As soon as he opened the door, he saw the Poison Bodhisattva and the Pretty Arhat standing on both sides of the door. Lin Munian immediately walked towards the two as if he saw a savior.
linmunian"Sister Poison."
linmunian"Pretty sister."
linmunian"I miss you so much!"
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