Chapter 67:

After sending Luoyu back to Luoxian Palace, Liyou left without leaving too much, because she noticed that Feng Xue was nearby, thinking that Feng Xue had something to find her, she went all the way back to her dormitory and sent her attendants to wait for Feng Xue Show up.
"Master, you like Luoyu, right?" Feng Xue has never been a tactful person, many of his direct people have seen it.
Qianhe Liyou was not surprised to hear Feng Xue's question, but she didn't feel the need to answer. "What's right, what's wrong, what does it have to do with you?"
"Of course it's about me. I like you. Every time you like someone more, Feng Xue feels sad, because you can like so many people, but you don't like Feng Xue. You like Luoyu. That's you. 'S biological father, a man in his forties, can you like him regardless of everyone's eyes, why can't you like me? Feng Xue is not jealous, Feng Xue just feels wronged, even if these people are better than Feng Xue, Feng Xue It’s not so bad, Feng Xue doesn’t expect your favor, but is it so difficult to accept Feng Xue?"
These words have been held in his heart for a long time. Although he told himself to be content, he can’t stay with the master than he is now. The master’s acquiescence is much better now. He should know how to be grateful. Many times, when the master does not mean anything to him, his heart will feel wronged, uneasy, and sad. He is afraid that there will be more and more people around his master, and he will one day forget his existence.
Feng Xue is a goblin. He doesn't care who the person Liyou likes is, whether he is his own father. What he cares about is why there is no one in the person that Liyou likes...
Qianhe Liyou felt embarrassed. She didn't have the feeling that Feng Xue expected of Feng Xue, nor did she have the desire, at least not now.
Qianhe Liyou couldn't answer Feng Xue's questions, but could only choose silence, and Feng Xue couldn't answer it. Obviously, he thought that Qianhe Liyou's silence was rejection, his expression became painful, Xue white's pupils filled his eyes It's a sad taste.
"Where am I bad?" Feng Xue raised his head, slightly stiffening his back. The sorrow in his eyes was so obvious, but he still looked stubbornly at Qianheli, trying to get a clear statement.
Is it possible to speak clearly about the good and bad from the headache? Besides, after Feng Xue came back this time, she still paid much attention to him. Some time ago Feng Xue also did many things for the preparation of the medical school, which made her quite appreciative. She did not think that Feng Xue was bad, but only She didn’t know how to refute, and she was puzzled. She didn’t understand why these people thought differently from her. She asked them to do what she wanted to do. Why did she have to struggle with her on this emotional issue, How is she good?
Thinking of this problem, Li You had a pause in her head, and felt that she had become a little ridiculous. Suddenly she had such a naive idea, and she thought of how good she is...
"Feng Xue, don't do this, come here." There was a random smile in Li You's expression, and he beckoned to let Feng Xue come. Feng Xue was feeling sad, but seeing such a rare and intimate look at Li You couldn't help it. The man walked past with a look of doubt.
The hand that pulled Feng Xue from Yuyou pulled Feng Xue to sit next to him, his hand stroking his hair under Feng Xue's surprised gaze, the long white hair had no trace of motley, and it felt very soft to touch, but However, under the deliberate touch of Li You, it became a little messy, and Feng Xue reacted dumbly, revealing a hint of aura, "Don't, don't do this..."
Don't the master dislike yourself, but why is this action? Feng Xue was puzzled in his heart, but he lost the courage to ask. The action of Li You made him feel a little worried.
"Feng Xue, to me you are still a child, but you are now a little bit older than you were before, but not enough. Don’t always be troubled by love. You should do something more meaningful if you You don’t listen to persuading you to dig into a dead end, then I can only say that your troubles, sorrows, sorrows, and injuries have nothing to do with me.
Compared with Liyou’s soft movements, her words were a little cold, but Mo To blame her indifference, she felt that she was already very good to these people, they had touched her too much emotions, and also made her change a lot.
"I am not small, I am older than them." Of course, they are the men in the harem in Feng Xue's mouth. He is more than 300 years old, would he admit that he is still young?
"Sometimes age does not represent a person's mind. A demon in her 300s is only a child of about ten years old." Li You retorted, and she naturally understood the meaning of Feng Xue, but demon and humans were different.
Feng Xue was a little unwilling, but he could not refute, because Liyou's words were facts. He looked at Liyou's eyes and wanted to see something from it, but he could only see a deep calmness...
Gradually, Feng Xue also calmed down, at least not as impulsively as he came, "Master, can you tell Feng Xue, how exactly do you exist?"
He is of course a demon, but what is the existence of the master? He had many doubts, but he was not sure, but what is certain is that the existence of the master must be much higher than him.
Hearing Feng Xue's question, Li You licked her lips, a strange look appeared in her eyes, "I want to know if I can, but I have to pay the price."
Feng Xue smiled, but the smile was absolutely firm, "As long as you want, Feng Xue can't give you anything!"
His life was saved by the master, and there is nothing he can't give. The master would have underestimated him!
The left hand encircled Feng Xue's waist, and the right hand slid down Feng Xue's hair to his neck. Blood gold appeared in the deep eyes, and the body slowly approached Feng Xue...
"I don't know what the taste of Xue Fox's blood is. Since a little fox was stupidly sent, I would be a fool if not..." Li You murmured while approaching Feng Xue, the last word said blood The teeth also came out, biting on Feng Xue's neck!
Feng Xue was painful but didn't have any struggles. His eyes were still puzzled... He just asked what kind of existence the master was, and he still thought that there were many things he could think of when the master behaved like this. He was still not sure.
"I... still don't quite understand." Feeling the loss of blood between his necks, Feng Xue asked quietly, as if afraid of disturbing her.
The snow fox's blood smell has a cool fragrance like ice lotus, it really is the best in blood, Liyou is only busy sucking blood, and does not pay attention to the problem of sealing snow. At this time, she is a little uncontrolled, The influence on her is too great.
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