no.

She said she liked him, and she couldn't be kidnapped by a demon cultivator who seemed to have a very evil heart. She had to keep her word.

Who doesn’t have such a thing as a face anymore?

Even if they look exactly the same, he is better.

Xuan Yi Rong Qingru thought, and made a decision indifferently in her heart——

He wanted to take the initiative and let this woman see clearly the true face of the demon cultivator, and then tie her up and take her with him, never leaving her.

Finally, kill again.

Well, he still has to kill her and let her lie to him. He is not that easy to lie to.

**

Jun Muzhen, who woke up from her sleep, didn't know yet that one of the two boats she was riding on had capsized.

In another article, there are also hidden signs that it needs to be turned over.

She opened her sleepy eyes and yawned, her exhaustion gone.

When he looked up, he saw the man in white holding the little milk cat in his arms.

His fingers are long and slender, with clear bones and white fingertips, as warm and cool as jade.

Every inch and every cent is a treasure in this world.

Jun Muqian propped up her elbows and looked at the man in white under the sun, with a slight movement in her heart.

She doesn't seek luxury or glory, as long as she can see him when she wakes up every morning.

This is enough.

"Meow meow..." The little cat lazily stretched out a paw and licked it, glanced at the other side of the river, and sighed humanely.

This little master is quite sinister, he must have inherited it from his father.

But the other young master looked a little stupid, and he didn't know who would win the beauty's heart in the end.

I guess the one who fails will be miserable.

However, the mistress looked even worse, as she was about to be robbed by two mistresses.

The little cat thought this way, and finally decided that it would watch this so-called "Enter the Dragon and the Tiger". When the time comes, when the little master's soul returns, it will have something to do.

While he was immersed in the beautiful fantasy of the future, the little milk cat suddenly felt a pain in his fur and couldn't help but screamed: "Meow!"

With a conditioned reflex, it jumped into the arms of the woman in purple.

Mistress, help!

However, the little milk cat just pounced on it, and before it fell, it was picked up again by a hand with plump bones.

"Meow meow meow, don't make trouble." Baiyi Rongqing frowned slightly, "Mumu just woke up, don't bully her."

Little milk cat: "???"

Who is bullying whom?

It's hard to be a cat. It just fantasized and caught the little Jiujiu inside.

The little milk cat was a little sad and turned around, facing away from the white clothed Rongqing.

Jun Muxian became more interested: "Qingmei, what is this cat's name?"

The man in white clothes said lightly: "Meow, meow, meow."

He said these three words in a very calm tone, but his voice was low and cold, and he smiled naturally, which made him even more touching.

Listening to this, Jun Muxian suddenly felt numb in his heart, as if he had been shocked by something.

She punched her left chest expressionlessly to suppress her unsatisfactory heartbeat, and asked again: "Did you take it?"

Bai Yirong shook his head lightly: "It said it itself."

Little milk cat: "..."

Nonsense!

It clearly has a more powerful name!

Jun Muqian took one look at the white kitten and understood.

Previously, Ying Zijin said that this cat had a very powerful aura, and it was either her mother-in-law's or her father-in-law's.

It seems that this name was also given by her mother-in-law or father-in-law.

Suddenly, Jun Muxian felt that she was comforted.

It seems that she is not the only one who names people and things.

Look, Miao Miao Miao and Rong Gun Gun are really similar in approach and approach.

When she meets her mother-in-law and father-in-law, they must have a good discussion about the name.

Bai Yirong raised his eyebrows slightly, and his voice was clear and seductive: "Mumu likes cats?"

"My preferences are the same as yours." Jun Muqian shook her head, "Whatever you like, I like, of course..."

She paused and looked slightly solemn: "I still like you the most, Qingmeimei."

She likes the little round-haired beast you turned into the most. She really wants to touch it.

Hearing these words, Bai Yi Rongqing half-smiled, thinking thoughtfully: "Does Mumu like me the most?"

Jun Mu Qianfang was about to respond when she suddenly felt a cold murderous aura, but it was not directed at her.

Then only...

"Qingmei, let's go." Jun Muqian really didn't know that her other boat was on the other side. She thought the enemy was coming again, "Let's go to the fairyland. Let's go to the teleportation place first."

The white-clothed figure was slightly startled, and then smiled slowly, as if the east wind was blowing and three thousand peach blossoms were in full bloom: "Mumu, won't you wait for others?"

Now Jun Muzhen didn't know who the other person was referring to in this sentence. She thought to herself that the third soul was not here anyway, so she still had to coax this one first.

So she said: "Where is there anyone else? I only have you."

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking——

"Click..."

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White Clothes and Rong Qing: A scheming man (?

Xuan Yi Rong Qing: Tsundere, silly and sweet (?

Lord Jun: It’s too difficult
Chapter completed!