Chapter 708

It's his subordinate It's a spy It's a Geisha!

But no matter what kind of identity, I think of the girl's posture and appearance, the way she looks at Mo Huan, the instant look she looks at herself, and When Mo Huan mentioned her just now, he naturally called her "ya'er" casually and kindly, and specifically declared that she would not sell herself This kind of random but true news, after being extracted by Shen Qing, makes her feel uncomfortable. She has just filled her stomach, but now her heart and lungs are blocked because of Mo Huan's words.

I feel uncomfortable, but I can't find any retorts. Shen Qing doesn't make a sound at all.

She is also annoyed at herself now. She has always been careless. She is a bigoter. When did she feel so sad because of a word or a look!

The uneasiness in her heart, because she couldn't think of it, rolled like a snowball, and the muscles on her face became a little stiff, which made her beautiful face look so soft.

In order to cover up the sour swelling in her heart, Shen Qing took the teacup to her lips and lowered her eyelids so that Mo Huan could not see her eyes. She didn't want to lose her composure in front of him and make him feel cautious.

But I'm not really careful! It's so exciting that I don't even know why I was in a good mood.

Mo Huan is still savoring his kiss with Xiao Qing. Before the kiss, always let him have a kind of feeling, Xiaoqing Dodge, let him worry more, less excited.

This time, Xiaoqing's positive response made him just like he had soared. The feeling of being overjoyed made him want to go on and on.

The more you kiss, the more excited you are. But the more excited you are, the less you feel.

Mo Huan also wants to kiss Shen Qing again. His eyes are on the side of Shen Qing's head, which makes his heart cool Xiao Qing, how can she be black?!

"Fine What's the matter with you? " Mo Huan immediately put away the pink mood, some anxiously asked to Shen Qing, at the same time leaned over, want to hold her in his arms.

Shen Qing's body was stiff, but she thought, what does all this have to do with him? She had no reason to add her affectation to him.

Mo Huan only felt Shen Qing's body hard, but even if she softened, she nestled up to him. However, she still said nothing, which was totally different from the atmosphere just now.

Looking back, it seems that this change of her state is He said ya'er's business?!

"Fine You're not upset about ya'er, are you Mo Huan finished this sentence, he felt funny.

Shen Qing didn't expect that Mo Huan's heart was so thin that she could immediately guess why she was unhappy. Listen to Mo Huan continue to say: "ya'er, although she is a woman, but in my eyes, she is just a subordinate of me, just like shadow, ghost and shadow, they are all for my complete task. And the most important person in my heart, don't you know? In this world, even elder brother Zhao is not as important as you. Why are you so upset? "

With that, she hugged Shen Qing tightly, let her know that what she said was true, let her feel her sincerity and love.

Shen Qing also knows the truth, and she doesn't know what happened just now. Perhaps in her subconscious, there has never been any class hierarchy of subordinates and subordinates.

As long as men and women see the right eye, they can really love each other.

When Mo Huan saw that he had said so much, Shen Qing still said nothing. When he looked down, her face was much softer. Although her big eyes were still looking at the unknown distance, they were no longer entangled.

Looking down again, it was her little mouth. Mo Huan felt a burst of heat in his lower abdomen. Without thinking about it, he bowed his head and kissed him.

"Well..." The sudden kiss and the warm and familiar man's breath made Shen Qing stop breathing all of a sudden, leaving a blank in her mind.

The temperature in the room, because of their warm and excited kisses, keeps rising, but the people outside the door, but their hearts are cold.

At this time, outside the door, is standing a person. Ya'er estimates the time to collect the plate for the master, but she doesn't want to. Before she knocks, she hears the conversation inside.

She has been trained in the blood shadow gate since childhood, and she has survived time and again. It is the beautiful man in her heart who supports her through the gate of death as a belief.

Originally thought, through their own efforts, has entered his line of sight, but do not want to, he is still just a chess piece, and his beloved girl, is in his arms, he loved.

Ya'er has never thought of walking side by side with the noble master. She just hopes that the master can think of herself when he is lonely occasionally. When you come to Jiaoqiao Pavilion, you can take a look at yourself.

But now, it's impossible. In the eyes of the master, there is only the girl. To him, he is just a shadow that is dispensable and can not be abandoned.

Cold tears, sliding across his face, listening to the lingering movement in the room, pierce ya'er's deep love for Mo Huan like a sharp knife.I don't know how long I've been standing outside the door, until there is another sound in the room: "Mo, Mo Huan, I can't breathe..."

The delicate breath made ya'er feel shocked. She suddenly realized what she was doing! She is the master's chess piece, which has been deeply imprinted in her heart when she was just sensible.

She can not have feelings, no matter to whom, even to herself, can not self pity. This is what members of the blood shadow sect must abide by. If there is love, there will be weakness and weakness. It is not only irresponsible to themselves and brothers, but also irresponsible to the master.

A cold shiver, let the tears in ya'er's eyes freeze. She quickly tidied up her mood, and tried to pick up the corners of her mouth to make her smile look softer. Then she knocked on the wooden door and asked in a voice, "master, can ya'er come in and clean up?"

In the room, there was another shiver. Soon, he heard Mo Huan's cold voice: "come in."

When they came in again, they saw the master and the girl sitting in a chair and drinking tea, but their faces were still covered with suspicious red.

Ya'er secretly raises her eyes to see Mo Huan. He is still as immortal as he is in memory and dream, and he is still so far away from himself that she is not qualified to think and touch.

The bottom heart secretly sighed a tone, Ya son no longer sees them, hand quickly tidies up their leftovers.

Let him still be his God and his faith!