430.【She is not a small thing, you better understand this!】
"I just woke up not long ago. As soon as Master Jue woke up, my subordinates called you."
Tian Junhao's steps paused slightly, and his eyes shot coldly.
The man shrank his head, cold sweat broke out on his forehead: "Tianjun, I'm sorry, it was what Master Jue meant."
Murong Jue was naked and had just walked out of the swimming pool. She took a shower in the shower room before walking out of the swimming pool calmly.
An Ying was pulled by Tian Junhao to sit on the sofa. Suddenly a man walked in and showed an evil smile to Tian Junhao.[
An Ying was so shocked that she couldn't speak.
He pulled Tian Junhao and poked him: "Hao, is this person an actor? He looks so ancient!"
She saw a handsome man in purple clothes, with long waterfall-like hair longer than hers, and an evil aura all over his body.
It looked like a character in an anime, and she couldn't help but scream in surprise.
The outline of the man gradually became clearer, with sword-shaped eyebrows on the temples, and dark eyes like mountain water, flowing thousands of miles away. It was so shocking that people only wanted to sink into the blackness of the wind, flowers, snow, and moon.
Under that beautiful aquiline nose, the thin red lips are so charming that people can't help but want to take a bite. The taste must be the best in the world.
Hehe, what a monster! Did he just come back from filming an ancient drama and didn’t have time to change his clothes?
Murong Jue also locked his eyes on An Ying's face. For a moment, his emotions were mixed, and he looked at her intently, with infinite emotions welling up in his heart.
"Little thing?" As soon as he spoke, he felt choked.
After taking a few steps forward, I wanted to hold An Ying in my arms and give her a big hug.
Fortunately, Tian Junhao had quick eyes and quick hands and stood in front of him first, looking at Murong Jue with evil eyes.
"She's not a little thing, you'd better understand that!"
Tian Junhao's eyes were deep, with a hint of warning in them. He would not allow anyone to look at his treasure with such obsessed eyes, not even Murong Jue, his only confidant for five hundred years!
And, because it’s him, it’s even worse!
Murong Jue smiled evilly, pushed Tian Junhao who was standing in front of him, and then reluctantly sat aside.
His tone was still choked, and the emotions in his heart had not yet calmed down: "She looks similar, is it her? Did you find her?"