1178. Climb to the Couch of the Immortal Venerable 1
Bei Yueluo just looked at Su Wai Wai with a faint expression, just like he looked at everyone in the world.
Su Wai Wai Wai Wai's heart seemed to be entangled, very uncomfortable.
In the end, the man returned to his original position, but she was still far away, out of reach.
I used to hope that Bei Yueluo would regain his memory, but now, I hope that he will become a little more popular.
"I'm going back." Su Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai said in a low voice after realizing that Bei Yueluo had no intention of speaking.
She hoped that Bei Yueluo would speak to persuade her to stay, but Bei Yueluo didn't say anything. He just looked at her with the expression of a stranger and watched her walk away step by step.
After walking a long way, Su Wai Wai Wai stopped and looked back.
The moon falls in the north and stands leaning against the wind, with clothes fluttering as if it could be taken away by the wind at any moment.
Her heart seemed to be hit hard by something, making her dizzy. This feeling was like the surprise when she first saw the setting moon in the north.
It's over, it's over, she's going to suffer again this time.
This man could no longer be nice to her. After all, he was an immortal, ruthless and desireless, and could not have too many feelings.
The saddest thing is that you can't blame him, because he is this kind of man, pure in heart and desires, and separated from the world.
I wonder if she will be able to be so free and easy when she becomes an immortal.
After thinking wildly for a while, Su Wai Wai Wai returned to Su's courtyard dejectedly.
Everyone in the Su family was busy repairing the roof of their house, while Su Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai sat on the threshold lamenting and sighing.
"Alas..." Su Wai Wai sighed for the tenth time.
Life is so boring and uninteresting. She just came back and suddenly she missed Bei Yueluo.
Why is this happening? It's like a curse. It never happened like this before. She hadn't seen Bei Yueluo before, so she didn't think about it at all.
But, the current situation is very strange. In short, as soon as she calms down, her mind will be filled with the image of Beiyue Luoqing being cold and lonely.
Yes, lonely.
Bei Yueluo has been lonely for so many years. How pitiful he would be if she didn't like him either.
So, she still has to do good deeds and make him more popular, otherwise her master's life will be meaningless, right?
"What is the master thinking?" Xiao San's voice suddenly sounded behind Su Wai Wai Wai.
Su Wai Wai Wai looked back at the mistress and shook her head: "I'm thinking about something."
"I can see that the master is really thinking about something. Who is he thinking about?" Xiao San's chubby body rolled directly in front of Su Wai Wai Wai.
Su Wai Wai Wai gave him a cold look: "Do you want to take care of it?!"
It's just an ugly spiritual beast, and if you want to know what she is thinking, this person is a bit too nosy.
"This is about caring about the master." The mistress didn't want to say anything when she saw Su Wai Wai Wai, and walked away automatically and consciously: "A fool also knows that the master is thinking about Boss Bei, and it's written on his face..."
Su Wai Wai Wai Wai turned around and glared at Xiao San's back. Xiao San received Su Wai Wai Wai's murderous look and hurriedly ran away. When he was completely out of Su Wai Wai's sight range, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Not long after, Su Xiaoer sat down next to Su Wai Wai, holding a pot of warm tea in his hand, and handed it to Su Wai Wai: "Mom, don't think about things you can't figure out. This is the tea that senior sister brought over.
, I made a pot of tea, let me see if it tastes good."
Su Wai Wai Wai smiled when he heard the words and tried to take a sip.
Although she doesn't understand tea art, she also knows that this tea is easy to drink and leaves a fragrant aroma on her teeth and cheeks after drinking it, leaving an endless aftertaste.