She looked at the two open doors and was worried. If she went to close the door, she would be struck by thunder. If she didn't close it, it would be hard to feel the cold wind all night.

Or will she move back to the inner room?

although she is not good-looking and may be laughed at by him, is it better than blowing cold air all night here?

It doesn't matter! She'll move back!

She got up and was about to act.

"Ning Xuemo!" All of a sudden, a shout came from the inner room. Before the voice fell, nine li of God rushed out of the inner room.

The outer hall is dark. The first thing God Jiuli saw were the two open doors. He thought Ning Xuemo rushed out of the hall again!

The robber ray is waiting for her outside!

Maybe she will be cut to pieces immediately, and there is no trace!

His face is blue and his hands are cold! Just about to chase out, but behind him came a voice: "I'm here."

He suddenly turned around and saw the bed in the corner of the hall. Naturally, he saw the people on the bed.

Shenjiuli: "..."

His high heart fell back to his stomach: "you What are you doing out there? Can't you have a bed in it? "

Seeing that she was safe and sound, he was relieved, but at the same time his heart burst out again.

Just now, when he came out from the screen and saw no one on the two beds, his heart thumped!

Then I heard the door ring again. I thought she rushed out regardless of whether she wanted to

The tone of his voice was not so good. He was angry at the sight of the beholder.

The gas field on his body was originally strong. In this anger, the gas field on his body was even bigger, which almost made the temperature in the palace drop several degrees.

He doesn't get angry easily. Once he gets angry, those who face his front will fall to their knees.

He didn't expect Ning Xuemo not only didn't fall to his knees, but he jumped up and directly fell into his arms, almost bumping him.

"You..." His arm is stiff. For a moment, he doesn't know whether it's better to hold her in his arms or push her out: "what are you doing running out of the room?" The voice unconsciously softened a few tones.

"You just let me out. I thought you didn't want to see me, so..." Her little face was buried in his arms, and her voice sounded a little aggrieved.

Shenjiuli: "..."

He was trying to pull her down. Suddenly, he felt a little wet in her chest. She was crying?

What is the heart like a bar, cold voice way: "what do you cry?" Although the voice is cold, the arm can't help but circle over and hold her gently.

He thinks it's him who should cry. He knows that the other side just takes himself as a substitute, but he can't let go of it

"You make your own decisions and leave without consulting me. If I lose my temper, you will be cruel to me..." She began to accuse, choking in her voice.

Shenjiuli: "..." This is really his fault!

"I was drunk..." He couldn't explain it again.

"If you're not drunk, don't you use this technique?"

"Here..." Jiuli himself doesn't know about this problem. Maybe it will be used.

After all, he worked day and night on the techniques he had worked out for several days, waiting for her to use them as soon as she arrived. As a result, this thought became obsession, and I never forgot when I was drunk

"You were fierce to me just now. You chased me several times in a row. You looked like you drew a clear line with me. You don't want me anymore... " She continued to charge, her voice choking even more.

Shenjiuli: "..." He has a sense that the scholar meets the soldier, which is not clear.