Chapter 22

"Ah!"

Liu Yan was surprised and exclaimed. She looked at the waste in amazement, but found that the waste was looking at her. In her eyes, there was also a soul stirring like a flame burning fiercely.

Suddenly, he was shy, uneasy, excited and hesitant. He quickly staggered his head and stroked his chest with catkin.

If not, she is really afraid that her heart will jump out.

But she didn't feel the exposure of spring at all. She just blushed, slightly lowered and astringently thought. Was he confessing to me?

A monk is just a profession. Does he mean that he

All kinds of thoughts, thousands of thoughts, such as the tide, made Liu Yan stunned at once.

"Eh!"

At the moment when Liu Yan was stunned, waste was also stunned. It was a gentle exclamation and called out.

His eyes stared straight at Liu Yan's body. The frightened expression explained the excitement in his heart at the moment.

Yes, he did have enough reason to be excited, because he found one thing. There were more crimson emotions on Liu Yan. After he had just finished that sentence, there were more.

Although the newly increased ones are extremely delicate and light in color, they are actually more.

The wasted heart was shocked and jumped, which was so exciting.

But why does this scarlet love suddenly increase?

Vaguely, idleness was hearing the voice of Liu Yan's eerie language: "but you are a monk, I am a widow, we..."

At the end of the sound, it was too thin to hear.

But it was the sound that was so weak that it could hardly be heard. In the ears of the wasted, it was like a bolt from the blue, straight above the head.

He almost wanted to jump up and roar.

Because he wanted to understand why the crimson love in Liu Yan's body suddenly increased a few, because Liu Yan liked him a little more than before.

In other words, as long as the beauty likes herself, the deeper the love, the more and more intense the crimson love. Moreover, the higher the grade of the beauty who likes herself, the higher the grade of the love.

That's it, that's it, that must be it!

The wasted heart shouted wildly. A face has become red because of excitement and excitement. In the eyes, there is more light, and the hands are tightly held together.

This appearance, saw Liu Yan's eyes, but it was another idea.

He, he is so excited, is it because what I just said is too direct? Did it hurt his self-esteem?

But what I said is the truth after all. Although I admit that you are excellent and exciting, the combination of monk and widow can not be accepted by the secular world.

Pooh, Pooh!

What is this thinking in my heart? Is it really lonely for too long? Have I begun to yearn for the moisture of love?

Or is his performance too outstanding, which really makes me like him?

But I refused him like this. I'm afraid he's going to be angry? Won't you come to me again?

……

In the loss of worrying about gain and loss, Liu Yan gently pulled out a bitter smile.

Wasted but didn't notice Liu Yan's abnormality. At the moment, he was intoxicated with the excitement and excitement that confirmed the idea in his heart.

"Liu Yan, you are really my lucky star!"

"Ah!" Liu Yan's confused thoughts were immediately stirred up by the endless words of wasted time, and she looked at wasted time at a loss.

But when he saw the smile on his wasted face, he couldn't help but swing in his heart: "you always talk nonsense. How can I be your lucky star."

"Really, really!" The idleness under the excitement was completely subconscious. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he caught Liu Yan's catkin on the tea table.

"Ah!"

Only then did he realize that he was too reckless and made this move in a moment of joy.

However, what made him happy was that the increased crimson love threads in Liu Yan's body were thick because of his just grasp. Even compared with the original dozens, they could not be weak at all.

Could it be that holding hands like this can also make crimson love stronger?

This discovery makes waste ecstatic. With this, I'm not afraid that my future accomplishments can't grow. Let alone refining Qi, no matter how high the realm is, it's just around the corner.

At this point, he is more urgent to find the idea of super product media.

After all, there is no super product medium. He can't pull out the crimson love at all. It's like watching delicacies, but he can't eat them. It's really depressing.

"You, you don't let go." Liu Yan struggled for a few times, but she couldn't get rid of her wasted and powerful big hands. She blushed and whispered angrily.

Wasting this time, he found his fierce wave. At that moment, he smiled and released Liu Yan's hand.

However, because of such changes, they were speechless for a moment, and the atmosphere became embarrassing in an instant.

"Muttering..."

Just as the atmosphere of embarrassment filled the air, a sound like thunder broke the embarrassment.

Liu Yan's face was strange, but she smiled shamefully: "I came in a hurry in the morning, so I'm a little..."

Liu Yan smiled charmingly and said in a very considerate soft voice, "I'm just not having breakfast. Wait, I'll make it for you."

Then he turned and walked into the kitchen.

Then, there was a scream, which came out of the kitchen: "ah!"

Idly heard Liu Yan's scream, his heart tightened, his feet gently, and he swept past.

Then he saw that there was a mess in the kitchen, and Liu Yan's exquisite ingredients had been eaten up at the moment.

The monkey Xiaojin, however, was staring at the innocent eyes and looked at the waste and Liu Yan who rushed in.

The frivolous man blushed, picked up Xiao Jin directly, slapped him on his ass and said, "Xiao Jin, you're too much!"

"Zhi..."

A Pathetique scream came from Xiao Jin's mouth, and then the poor eyes fell crystal tears.

Liu Yan immediately overflowed with love and hugged Xiaojin in the past: "when these things are gone, buy again, but care about what with it. It's still small and doesn't know these at all."

Then catkin gently stroked one of Xiaojin's soft hairs and comforted in a soft voice: "Xiaojin is good, don't be afraid, sister, next time, I'll buy you something better."

Xiao Jin looked at the waste from above Liu Yan's shoulder, but there were still a little tears, just a cunning joke, and waved a small monkey arm to demonstrate to the waste.

"..." looking at Xiao Jin in vain, he became angry for a moment. The dead monkey really can act more and more.