There was a bit of cunning in her shining black eyes, and Qingshang couldn't help but be startled after hearing these words. When she came back to her senses, Jiang Xinyou had already left, and the black kitten between her knees was stretching out her pink

His tongue licked her fingers, covering her hands with water.

"She said that you once had a name called 'Green Eyes'. From now on... you should also be called this name."

As she spoke, she slowly picked him up and inserted the alluring roses on the window sill into the vase. Her movements were all done in one go, and even her back had a somewhat otherworldly aura.

However, her eyes were a little dull, and she almost never looked at the black cat in her hand, then turned and entered the house.

The many days of rain made the wooden bookcases in the store look a little more rotten. She sat on the leather sofa and put down the black cat. She picked up the fruit knife on the coffee table and drew a blood mark on her wrist. The blood dripped into it.

Put it in a small silver bowl and push it to the black cat's mouth.

"Drink it. After drinking it, your spells and spiritual power will gradually recover. It's better...leave here as soon as possible."

She said she would call him Green Tong from now on, but she never called him by this name.

She talked to him like a human being, regardless of whether he could hear her or not, she covered her wound and closed the shop door and went upstairs.

Other shops were bustling with people, but her place was deserted, but she didn't care.

With a clang, the black cat jumped off the sofa, his green eyes following Qingshang's back until she disappeared around the corner of the stairs and could no longer be seen. Only then did he jump onto the sofa again, put his nose close to the bowl of red blood, and then

He licked up all her blood with the tip of his tongue.

The injury on her wrist healed the next day.

She is a demon and a ghost, her body is nothing more than a skin, and everything will be cured after a night's rest.

When she walked out of the bedroom door, she saw him lying at the door, with his black hair curled up and a pair of pointed ears faintly exposed. She couldn't explain why, but she found him a little cute.

She stepped cautiously and walked around him.

Little did she know that the black cat behind her had raised her head and stared intently at her heels.

Her steps were very light, her bare ankles were as white as jade, and her posture was extremely enchanting, as if the best things about a woman were reflected in her, making people stare at her graceful beauty so greedily, intently, and nostalgically.

The back view of the figure...

What did Jiang Xinyou say when he left Jiuchongtian to find her?

"Liu Su, Liu Su, you are destined to be married. You really have found a treasure."

She is his inner demon and the most beautiful fantasy in his heart.

Once he loved Yue Ling, and she was very much like Yue Ling. Later he fell in love with Yingluo, and she was also very much like Yingluo. Only now, he doesn't love anyone anymore, he just has a single look at her, and he always thinks about it in his mind.

I fantasized about her appearance, but I didn't expect that she had absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth over the years, developed her own mind, and turned out to be so beautiful. Even if she even asked the little owner of the flower shop next to her to take a look, she would feel bored and panicked in her heart.

How can any mortal be worthy of appreciating her beauty?

When he heard what he was saying in his heart, he was actually startled, as if some emotion was surging, breeding, and growing crazily, making people afraid to touch it.

Breakfast is still a bowl of blood, as red as a woman's fragile heart.
Chapter completed!