"Hey, what do you think you are making?" A helpless sigh emerged from the night. Mo Shuang remained calm and glanced at the person who came, "Is she okay?"
Beimo Qianye raised his chin, "You should worry about yourself first. She is very good, but you are particularly bad."
Mo Shuang smiled bitterly.
Beimo Qianye had no choice but to take him and rush towards Lan Shengxue's room.
A ball of light flashed on the spot, and two people suddenly appeared in front of Lan Shengxue: Beimo Qianye and Mo Shuang.
"Yun Shang..." When Lan Shengxue saw Mo Shuang, she stood up uncomfortably and threw herself into his arms. Like a homesick baby, she looked up at him pitifully,
"Yun Shang, are you okay? Are you okay?
I'm almost worried about you. Why didn't you tell me what happened yesterday? If I had known earlier, you shouldn't have come to the Holy Heaven Realm. You wouldn't have suffered like this outside. It's all my fault...Old
Do something that worries you."
Mo Shuang was obviously a little unable to answer Lan Shengxue's series of questions, but she was too enthusiastic.
His eyes were full of smiles, "I will definitely protect my woman."
Beimo Qianye looked at the sweet look of the two of them and couldn't help curling his lips. He couldn't tell what kind of feeling he felt in his heart. Envy? Some.
Jealousy? Yes.
Hate? Of course I do!
How could Emperor Hate Yun Shang be so thoughtful, and how could he dote on Lan Shengxue so much?
When can he be like Di Yunshang?
"I'm telling you, you two really treat me like nothing. I'm still here watching as a living person. Can you guys stop being so... disgusting? It's very sad, okay?"
"You are so sad." Lan Shengxue glanced at him, then turned to Mo Shuang, smiling brighter than a flower.
Beimo Qianye snorted, "If you hold him again, it won't be me who will be sad. If you don't believe me, why don't you try holding him as hard as you can?"
Upon hearing this, Lan Shengxue jumped out of Mo Shuang's arms like a spring.
Mo Shuang's face darkened and she glared at Bei Mo Qianye, "It's okay, don't listen to his nonsense."
"I'm not talking nonsense. If you don't believe it, let your woman take a good look at it. With your papery body, you can still work hard." Beimo Qianye curled his lips as if nothing had happened. What he said was all the truth, "
Hey, let me tell you, you two really want to kill people with your sweetness."
"How's it going?" Lan Shengxue slowly approached Mo Shuang, placed a hand on his pulse, and her eyes widened instantly, "There is no pulse!"
"He is almost out of his mind, and this is not his body. It is strange that he has a pulse!"
"What did you say?" As soon as Lan Shengxue heard the words 'soul-stricken', she immediately lost her composure and turned to stare at Beimo Qianye, wanting to ask clearly.
Mo Shuang was so angry that she gritted her teeth and was extremely helpless, "Beimo Qianye, can you say a few words less?"
"I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, ask Lan Shengxue. She definitely didn't want me to say less." Beimo Qianye felt a little aggrieved. He was doing it for the two of them. Look at Di Yunshang.
This is so stingy!
Mo Shuang was speechless for a moment and held her forehead.
Lan Shengxue became increasingly worried, "Di Yunshang, should you say it, or should Qianye do it?"
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