Thinking of his hot dance just now, Ning Xuemo's cheeks turned red!

God, I'm embarrassed to go to the Pacific Ocean!

"You... are you peeping?!" Ning Xuemo blurted out. She was busy putting on her clothes.

There was a quiet moment, and I replied for a moment: "No, I'm aware of it."

Ning Xuemo: "..."

"If you want to dance like that, wait for me to go back and dance for me to show you. I can be your audience." Shen Jiuli's voice was slow.

Ning Xuemo: "..." God, let's strike her with a divine thunder!

Ning Xuemo's face was so hot that it could cook an egg. She quickly put all the buckles on her clothes on her face, and then looked around with lingering fear, as if she saw his eyes staring at her in a dark place...

He was obviously very embarrassed, but his originally panic finally let go.

It turned out that he had been there all the time, and he didn't just leave himself alone...

Thinking of him looking at him in an unknown corner, Ning Xuemo's face became hot again and he coughed, as if he was facing the air and to the person in the darkness: "Sister is going to practice! Today we must break through to the ninth level of human rank!"

She raised her head handsomely, and raised a swaying smile, then turned around and ran to practice.

On the lotus platform, Shen Jiuli swallowed a mouthful of blood silently. He had recovered a little, but accidentally saw her spicy dance, which made his qi and blood float violently.

If he does not go into seclusion for four or five days, his body will probably not be able to hold on and will never recover easily...

Fortunately, all arrangements have been made for her, and her skills are also increasing. Everything is within his plan, so I can finally go into seclusion with confidence.

He pondered for a moment and took out a black music transmission note...

...

Ning Xuemo thought that Shen Jiuli would come back at night, but she didn't expect that she would not see his shadow until midnight.

If he didn't come back, she wouldn't be able to sleep in the bed and could only sleep on the futon.

Maybe he is practicing too? After all, he has such severe injuries...

The castle at night was beautiful, but Ning Xuemo felt a little lonely. She had a moment of divination and simply entered the meditation on the cushion.

The time of cultivation seemed long and short. When she opened her eyes again, the sky was already bright outside.

Suddenly she smelled the scent of food in her nose, and she felt aroused in her heart and ran out: "Great God!"

The lake waves outside were lightly patting the embankment, and there was no one there. Only the small pot was steaming. This time there was a porridge in the small pot. There were petals of unknown names in the porridge. There was a letter next to it.

For some reason, she felt a faint sense of disappointment and wanted to laugh.

What is this person doing? Playing Conch Girl?

She pulled out the letter and looked at it. It was a martial arts she would need to practice in the next three days. It was his always a habit. It was very refined.

Ning Xuemo slowly put out the porridge and drank it slowly.

The taste was also very good this time. There was a faint sweet fragrance in the porridge, which was a taste she had never eaten before.

This porridge is delicious, but she always feels something is wrong. She doesn't want to drink it again after drinking it.

She smiled into the air: "Hey, great god, thank you for your porridge."

Although he did not show up, he disappointed Xue Mo a little, he did not take it seriously.
Chapter completed!