Chapter 919: They look good and they are not mine

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"What?" Diao Chan asked Nalan Chuton to stay and asked.
"Nothing, I'm sorry, Master Diao Chan, I continue." Nalanchu calmed down and began to concentrate.
After an hour.
Nalanchu is exhausted, even if the martial arts high-strength person is tired for an hour using continuous internal force, not to mention Nalanchu always controls the strength at all times.
Na Lanchu recovered his internal force, only felt dizzy, and not good at showing it directly, so he stood up.
This is the first time Diao Chan has undergone internal force treatment. I only heard that the effect is obvious. Now I am shocked by the experience. The faint pain in the chest is completely gone, and there is a trace of itching in the linen, which makes him unbearable Want to reach out and grab.
With years of injury experience, he knew it was a sign of wound healing.
But it used to be that only the muscles healed, and for the first time it was known that bones healed as well.
"God! Too god!" Diao Chan found in surprise, his voice also had strength, "Nalanchu, you ..." Before he finished speaking, he found his face pale.
"Yes, Master Diao Chan." Nalanchu hurried to fight hard.
Diao Chan frowned. "If you are tired, speak up."
"I'm not tired," Nalanchu said.
Diao Chan drew his lips and said, "Not tired? Why is the sound shaking when not tired? Why is his face so white?"
"..."
"Go to sleep for a while."
"No, I want to take care of Master Diao Chan."
"I sleep too."
Nalanchu blinked and blinked. "Really ...?"
Diao Chan laughed, and softened his voice. "Really, I'm tired, I want to take a break."
Nalanchu was relieved. "Okay, then I'm going to sleep." Just turning around, he turned back and stared at Diao Chan's face again.
Diao Chan was stared, his eyes flashed, and his brows frowned. "What do you ... look at?"
I saw Na Lanchu's eyes twinkling, and she smiled for a long while. "Master Diao Chan's attitude is suddenly good, I'm surprised." Because of the smile, the pale cheeks swept a little before.
Diao Chan watched again.
"Master Diao Chan, what are you looking at?" Nalanchu asked.
"What are you looking at again?" Asked Diao Chan.
"Uh ... looking at adults."
"I'm watching you too."
Turning to the ground, Nalanchu's face was redder and stuttered. "I ... I don't look good, but the emperor looks good ... Sister Yulan also looks good, and Sister Yuzhu looks good ..."
Diao Chan's mouth twitched. "They aren't mine, either."
The two stunned at the same time, the meaning was not-only Nalan Chu was his.
Nalanchu's face was almost flushing, and she suddenly began to miss her suspicious past. She questioned her master Diao Chan at every turn. Such sweet words made her heart beat terribly.
Diao Chan was also shocked-he used to feel numb when he heard the master talk to the heroine, how could he somehow say these ghost words?
The atmosphere became more and more embarrassing, Nalanchu hurriedly returned to his soft collapse, jumped up without even taking off his shoes, pulled the quilt over himself, and covered his head.
Because the wound didn't hurt, Diao Chan also successfully moved her head for the first time and tilted her head to look at her.
He wants to laugh, inexplicably.
...
That night.
The restaurant in the main hall of Yonghua Palace is brightly lit.
Sitting at the top is Dai Yan. After careful maintenance, Dai Yan looks good and calm, especially her eyes are full of love. She keeps looking at Ye Liuli and Prince Yao Yao. The more she looks, the more she likes it. Not eye-catching.