Li Yun pulled her sleeves and waved her hands, indicating that it would be fine to talk after Master finishes meditating.
Sage Fan Qing finally closed his mouth, took out a book from the bookshelf beside him, leaned on the recliner, and read the book leisurely while drinking tea.
Li Yun: "..."
Okay, he finally knows what kind of life Qing Sheng used to live in the Hidden Sacred Valley. It's probably that way, lying down reading a book and talking about love... No, it's playing the piano and practicing by the way. With her talent, her strength progressed by leaps and bounds, and she reached the Void Returning Realm with ease.
Even if she often comes to her master's place, Qing Sheng probably sits and reads leisurely, and may occasionally help take care of her master's vegetable plot.
Good.
Quite leisurely.
It is one of Li Yun's longing lives. Of course, he must be accompanied by the Internet and his confidantes around him. It is best to have a large library with high-grade carpets. Walking up barefoot is soft and soft, very comfortable. kind.
That kind of life is perfect.
As time passed, while waiting silently, Li Yun seemed to hear a sound. Turning his head to look around, he saw Qingsheng's Master seemed to move.
The waist of the kneeling seat seemed to be less straight, rather like a discouraged person, just not knowing how to end this pretense.
"It must be an illusion!"
Li Yun closed her eyes, wiped them again, and when she looked at Fan Linglong again, she really resumed her kneeling posture with her waist upright.
Li Yun heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was an illusion, otherwise it would be terrible.
But I don't know if it was his new shoes or something, Li Yun noticed something inexplicably.
As I said before, Fan Linglong's hair is very long and beautiful, quite like the starry sky of a black feather butterfly. The long hair hanging behind her head should have covered her waist and hips.
But somehow, Li Yun discovered something.
Fan Linglong knelt down on the buttocks of the heels. It was very wide. His long hair couldn't cover it. The simple and wide gossip robe couldn't be covered. The straight waist perfectly showed the charming and charming attitude of mature women. .
"..."
After noticing this, Li Yun only glanced at it, maybe only three or four seconds, but already feeling dry and dry, he hurriedly lowered his head to drink tea.
I was shocked.
Really, Li Yun had never experienced the excitement of taking a sneak peek at him. He had never thought that a senior who was more than five hundred years old could actually have such a good figure.
Fan Linglong is like the peach with fruit hanging in front of Xiaolou. Li Yun guessed that he would pick it out by himself, and he would be able to taste the good taste after a bite.
"Humph!"
I don't know if it was an illusion, a woman's grunt sounded in Li Yun's ears. He looked at Fan Linglong in surprise and found that she had already stood up and looked at him facelessly.
Fan Linglong is really beautiful.
This is Li Yun’s first positive evaluation of her. The facial features are exquisite and not to mention, the key is the exquisite and mysterious temperament, revealing a sense of aloof indifference. A pair of dark eyes are looking at Li Yun indifferently. .
She was tall and tall, a head taller than the one-meter and seven-meter Fan Qingsheng. When Li Yun stood up in a hurry, she felt that she was actually taller than him.
Of course, this is just an illusion, because Fan Linglong's temperament is so strong that Li Yun has a guilty conscience.
"You are Li Yun!?"
The indifferent beautiful woman asked indifferently.
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