Author: Filthy MACHINE TRANSLATION

She turned invisible and entered the house. At the door stood someone she knew. It was Qi ye. He was leaning against a pillar and smoking with a gloomy face.

Ling jue raised his eyebrows. Just as she was about to go up and pat him on the shoulder, she thought that she should see Feng Yulin first, so she went straight upstairs.

Where was Feng Yulin’s room… …

She gripped the dagger in her hand tightly. The unsheathed dagger scared the man.

Ling Jue’s face turned cold as he sneaked into the room.

To her surprise, Feng Yulin was taking a shower. The light in the bathroom was on, and only the sound of water could be heard.

Ling Jue quietly searched the room. Very well, there were no traces of a woman or a man.

Kacha

Just as Ling Jue was thinking about how to deal with this, the bathroom door was opened, and Feng Yulin walked out with a towel wrapped around him.

His short hair was still dripping with water, and his face was cold as if the water on his body could be frozen.

Ling Jue looked at his figure and gulped. Sure enough, her boyfriend was still the most attractive.

Feng Yulin looked at the space around him and frowned.

Ling Jue suddenly did not dare to move. What was with that kind of anticipation and fear.

Meeting under such circumstances, he was at a loss.

What was the reason?

Was it because he was too calm?

But..

Wasn’t this calmness more conducive to having a heart-to-heart talk through the night?

Her eyes looked at Feng Yulin and found that he was walking towards the balcony.

“How dare you go to the balcony without any clothes on! ”

Ling Jue quietly followed him. Just as he was about to step out of the room, the dagger was placed on his neck. He lowered his voice and said, “hand over your towel. ”

“…”

Feng Yulin had always felt that there was someone in the room, so when the dagger was placed on his neck, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes and he was about to make a move.

However, when he heard this person’s voice, his pupils constricted and his body trembled slightly. In just 0.1 seconds, he regained his calm. His tightly clenched fists betrayed his heart and he was suppressing his surprise.

“I’m talking to you! ” Ling Jue prodded him with his knee. “hand over the towel. ”

Feng Yulin turned his head, but Ling Jue pushed his head forward. “You’re so serious now. If you move, I’ll cut you. Are you afraid? ”

Ling Jue would never let him see her. If he saw her, how could she play with him.

“You want a towel? ” The person in front of him asked in a hoarse voice.

“… why don’t you give me your boxers?”

“Do you want me? ”

“Don’t tease an assassin who came to kill you! Be Serious! ”

“Isn’t it tiring for Lord Jue to stand on tiptoes? ”

“…”

Ling Jue pouted. He didn’t expect him to know it was him. This teasing was a failure.

She should have planned it out properly and then teased him.

Now that he had seen through her, it was really boring.

“How about I hug you and you threaten me again? ” Feng Yulin turned around and saw the air.

He was slightly stunned, then the corners of his mouth curled up. “This little guy is not bad. He actually has the invisibility superpower. ”

Ling Jue revealed himself. Before he could speak, he hugged her and the two of them rolled around on the sofa.

“Hey, hey, hey, can you be more serious? ” Ling Jue looked at his scarlet eyes and was slightly stunned.

“Little Jue… you’re so pretty. ” His hand caressed her hair lovingly. “The long-haired little jue… the little jue that only belongs to me… ”

Ling Jue’s eyes turned hot and he reached out to touch his face. “silly. ”

“Little Jue… ”

“Hmm? ”

“I want to kiss you. ”