Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 1222: Is this disciple too shy?
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Shen Jiuli slowly walked from behind to her, his face sinking like water: "Answer me."
Ning Xuemo's lips are slightly hooked, and they seem to smile: "Master, if I don't answer, do you have to order me one day and one night?"
Shen Jiuli: "..." Is his disciple too shy? Like a little hedgehog, always stab the whole body to pierce people ...
Although he has no previous memories, he felt that the standard of his admission was subtle and intelligent, this little apprentice obviously did not meet his standard of acceptance ...
How did he get her?
Perhaps she's used to it because she's a female disciple? Make her so big and small ...
His face was colder, and her gaze was gazing at her, as if to freeze her: "If you were a teacher, how dare you not answer?"
Under the coldness on his face, the strong coercion on his body was even heavier, and even the surrounding temperature seemed to drop by a few degrees.
Obviously, he was hit by her bottom line ...
He really looks like a majestic master!
No wonder the Sun Moon Sect was so afraid of him from top to bottom, even when Yelu Jingan saw him, he held his breath like a mouse and a cat. The original look of him was like this. It turned out that when he stopped treating her Especially this attitude ...
Ning Xuemo's heart was blocked by a pile of woolen hair, which made her chest swell, and her smile was even stronger, but her eyes were cold: "Master, you should know, I am stubborn by nature, I do n’t intend to say I wo n’t say it anyway, you ’re going to die here, and I wo n’t even say a word. Well, my words are over, Master, please, no matter what punishment, Xuemo will not say much , You must make Master happy and punish satisfied.
Shen Jiuli: "..."
He walked away.
Ning Xuemo watched him go quietly. She was wondering why she couldn't say a word in any way. Why should she offend him?
Ning Xuemo also feels very contradictory. She felt as if she had been split in half, and half wanted to plop into his arms and sleep in his arms. Half wanted to stand aside, spurring God Jiuli, irritating him, watching him angry.
Yes, she just retaliated against him before.
If he rescues her, does she have to be grateful for Dade?
If she treats him as an ordinary stranger, she certainly appreciates it as a life-saving grace.
But he is not. He is the one on her apex.
To blame, blame me for loving you so much. Ning Xuemo closed her eyes and thought silently.
After he spoiled her lawlessly, he forgot about her sharply.
She is difficult to balance in the gap, and naturally cannot make him feel better.
Ning Xuemo is standing in the wind, the wind is cold, and she has a headache.
After a while of incense. As soon as her acupuncture point became hot, Ning Xuemo froze, and almost fell down again, holding her figure.
This is a good time. She only set her time for a stick of incense. She thought she had to blow a cold wind on the cliff top for another day!
She rubbed her eyebrows and felt her head more dull.
She rubbed her temples, trying to rub out the dullness.
She stood up and walked back slowly. When she passed the hall of Shenjiuli, she paused, stood there quietly, and watched the threshold where she could step in. Dreamy.