Facing so many condemning looks, Ling Luo's eyes finally became a little unnatural.
She coughed lightly and pushed away Xuanyuan Yu, who was holding her with both hands.
Xuanyuan Yu, on the other hand, raised his eyebrows and still held her tightly with his hands, as if he had no intention of taking them away.
Ling Luo frowned slightly and cast a surprised look.
Unexpectedly, Xuanyuan Yu raised his sword eyebrows, and there was a natural light in his beautiful peach blossom eyes, and said: "Is this polluting the soul? You guys are really little crispy."
"Yu——" Ling Luo had no choice but to push the man with a face as thick as a city wall.
Xuanyuan Yu raised the corners of his lips slightly, narrowed his eyes like black holes, and said: "Since you have chosen to follow Luo'er from now on, you must get used to it. Luo'er is your master, master. Where there is a master, the master will be his servant.
Do you understand what my disciple is saying?"
It's a lot of nonsense, but it makes perfect sense.
Pure Bai, who was simple-minded, was the first to be persuaded. He removed the small white paws that were blocking his eyes, and a trace of determination flashed in his crimson pupils: "Ey-ah!"
Firmly support the owner’s rights!
Xun'er also brushed aside the fluffy black tail of the dragon and giggled at Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu, looking very cute.
The meow dragon's meow face forms a huge "囧" shape.
Should these two people be a little too avant-garde?!
"Uncle, you are really making a fuss. You have been following the master and mistress for so long, and yet you are so surprised." Even the hovering Black Feather let out a low whistle, expressing disdain for the cheap dragon.
The smile on the cheap dragon's face became even more unbearable. He snorted coldly, turned his head, and lay down in a ball.
"Lord Shenlong, please continue telling us the story of your battle with the chaotic beasts!" Xun'er reached over and stretched out a soft little hand to gently smooth the dragon's fur.
Shilong was immediately healed by the cute three-year-old girl's voice. When he turned his head, he saw another cheeky meow face full of smiles.
Ling Luo and Xuanyuan Yu sat down next to each other again, intertwined their fingers, looked at them with extremely gentle eyes, and said: "This feeling is like when a family is together."
Xuanyuan Yu stretched out his long arm, hugged Ling Luo's shoulders, put his big hands on her head, pressed them on his shoulders, and said: "We are originally a family. Jianlong, pure white, black feather, Xun
Er, and Xiao Jie, they are all your family. Luo'er, you are not alone."
At the end, he added another sentence, emphasizing: "Of course, the most important thing in this family is me, your future husband."
"Yes, yes." Ling Luo's face turned into a smile, and her heart was filled with warm feelings. She leaned on Xuanyuan Yu's broad and strong shoulders, her eyes drifted to the west of the endless sky, and said, "
Speaking of Xiao Jie, I haven’t seen him for a month and I don’t know how he is doing?”
Xuanyuan Yu smiled lightly and said, "He must have become so good that Luo'er won't even recognize him."
"I think so." Ling Luo agreed, "Xiao Jie's cultivation talent in trickery is so strong, he must have made a lot of progress. When I go back, I will introduce Master Yueguang to Xiao Jie and let him learn about Xiao Jie.
Let me give you some pointers."
Xuanyuan Yu nodded, with a fond smile on his lips, stretched out a hand, gently scratched Ling Luo's beautiful nose, and said: "You care so much about Xiao Jie, my husband is almost jealous."