The mentor and apprentice, or mother and daughter, seem to have walked out of the sky, from a fairy tale, and there is no one who resembles them anywhere in the world.
Just like the current Fan Linglong, the beautiful Yu Jie looked at Li Yun with a smile on her face, with a smug smile on her lips.
Her long blue silk hair has no trace of impurities, it is jet-black and supple, and can clearly see the light reflected on the black and shiny hair, just like a shampoo advertisement on TV.
But it is even more exaggerated than the effect of advertising.
After all, the advertisement is the effect of shooting, and Fan Linglong's three thousand blue silk hair, without any special effects added, is very dark, very bright, and very soft.
And because of the strength of her soul and light realm, her body would be dusty, and so would her blue silk hair, so Fan Linglong could let her hair hang on the floor at will without any stains.
Li Yun recalled yesterday, when Fan Linglong was sitting cross-legged on the futon, this black hair spread out under her feet, like a cloud of black seaweed, exuding a strange and mysterious beauty.
Only yesterday's Li Yun, when he saw Fan Linglong, his heart was full of awe for the elders.
But now Li Yun has an impulse in his heart:
If you hug Fan Linglong, take a good feel of her black and blue hair, use your fingers to pick up her soft hair, gently comb her, let the soft hair slide between your fingers, and look at her shy face , How would it feel?
"What... hiss!"
Li Yun gasped suddenly, only to feel that a strong wind hit his nose suddenly, and Li Yun, who was beaten into a fantasy, almost sat down on the ground.
"No eyes, let me save it for you." Fan Linglong said a rather arrogant sentence in a plain tone.
But this sentence actually proved that she accepted the gaze of Li Yun's fiery eyes just now, tacitly admitting that she was not angry—at least not because the elders were angry with the younger ones for their rude attitude, but that she was ashamed that Li Yun kept staring at him.
To put it more simply, her impolite appreciation of Li Yun has been tolerated, and she just flicked her fingers as a lesson.
This is for any other man, it is impossible for Fan Linglong to forgive him so easily!
"Uh."
Li Yun touched his nose, embarrassed, and smiled: "My fault just now, I just thought that Master, your beauty is really hard to find in the sky. For a while, I was stunned to see it... Hiss, don't, Master, I know wrong!"
Seeing Fan Linglong raised his finger again, Li Yun quickly apologized, which made Fan Linglong relieved and gave him a bad look: "Sit down, don't talk, eat!"
"Yes!"
Li Yun raised his hand to express surrender, pulled a stool away, and sat on Fan Linglong, and had already started eating, ignoring the two noisy Fan Qingsheng's side.
As for Qingzhu's little maid, she was dumbfounded a long time ago, holding a spoon for porridge, she didn't put it into her open mouth for a long time-she was already shocked.
Are Li Yun flirting with Master Linglong just now?
"Have a meal!"
Li Yun stretched out his hand and stuffed the spoon in the hand of the little maid opposite to her mouth. Qingzhu then subconsciously bit the spoon and drank the millet porridge on it.
Fan Linglong looked up at her.
The little maid shivered with fright, immediately straightened her back, and said loudly, "Master, I didn't see anything, and I didn't see anything!"
Fan Linglong: "..."
Isn't this a place where there is no silver three hundred taels?
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