Chapter 517

Busy, auspicious suddenly burst into laughter.

"What's the matter?" He leaned over and stole a kiss.

"You seem guilty." She kissed back and pecked at the corner of his lips.

Xuanyuan Yao rubbed his hands and smiled, "I didn't mean not to tell you. I just thought she didn't matter and didn't think of it."

Jixiang was surprised. "You told me, Yao, did you forget? There is a record of this in the information you have put on the table. "

Xuanyuanyao patted his forehead and remembered.

It was just a guilty conscience. He actually forgot that he had always copied the information sent by all the ways to Jixiang. Except him, Jixiang knew the real situation of Yangbin country most comprehensively.

He sighed. "I thought you didn't have time to see those things."

She is busy and full every day. She has to accompany the fat boy, do countless experiments, draw pictures, and personally guide the craftsmen. Although she doesn't go out often, her brain is thinking all the time, which is by no means ordinary fatigue.

Therefore, sending information to her on time is actually just a kind of respect. Xuanyuanyao didn't really ask her to see it.

"Look around in your spare time." How could she not look? Her lover, her children and her friends are all here. She doesn't care about Yangbin country, but she cares about these indispensable warmth in life. She can do anything to protect them.

The darkness of the night timely covered the bone eating cold in her eyes.

The temporarily interrupted work in hand continues again.

Slender and perfect hands are like dancing, dazzling fast, but they have the meaning of combining hardness and softness.

"Little fox, what are you doing?" Finally, I couldn't restrain my doubts and asked.

Auspicious curved eyes smiled, "sneak on her."

Sneak attack - in fact, he can see it.

"Is it necessary to waste so many good things?" Xuanyuanyao looked painfully at the good things made by auspicious and painstaking efforts. These are different from the weapons sent to be uniformly manufactured. They are all assembled and manufactured by her own hands. They are really out of print collections.

"Qingluan has always been proud of herself. She has some little divine power. She is proud and proud. She feels blessed by heaven, so she can play with stupid mortals and step on them, but..." she took out her handkerchief, wiped the sweat in front of her forehead, and then continued, "I just want to make sure to see the magical power in the dark, How much do you prefer Witches - for example, before the crisis, whether witches have the ability to get shelter and escape from life again and again. "

As like as two peas, he smiled and looked innocent as a fat boy.

Xuanyuan yuan pinched his eyebrows, "it's up to you."

"Well, I'll start." With a smile, Jixiang raised his foot and stamped on the ground.

A crisp sound.

Then, close to the ground, a string of sparks.

Auspicious raised his eyes and kindly reminded, "do you want to cover your ears?"

"We've been married for many years. What battles haven't we seen?" He has enough psychological preparation.

Who knows, Jixiang still touched two earplugs, hooked his fingers, motioned him to lower his body, personally helped him put it into his ears, "better protect it carefully."

"Is it that serious?" Xuanyuanyao followed his advice and covered his ears with his hands.