Chapter 33: Flayer

Yuege closed the door.
She first stood back against the door for a while, then walked forward a few steps.
Then he lay down beside the bed and grunted back and forth several times.
Screaming inside while rolling—
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
She was confessed by Zhu Yu!
Now, if she still feels that she is a no-p upgrade female hostess, that would be too big.
... In other words, this is not a lily?
After screaming, Yue Ge got up and sat on the bed, his back pressed against the wall.
Confusion.
It's so weird, she wouldn't even notice the feelings of Zhu Yu.
How could it not be noticed at all?
Because Zhu Yu is always expressionless?
... or because of their low EQ?
Ah-think of baldness!
The most important thing is, how to face Zhu Yu next?
This is a serious question.

On the second day, Yue Ge walked out of the door as usual and looked up at Zhu Yu as soon as he raised his eyes.
It looks like it's been practicing cross-legged all night in the courtyard futon ...
The Yuege face did not change color and smiled, "What do you want to eat this morning?"
Zhu Yu looked at her carefully, as if she wanted to see her thoughts from those curved eyes.
But if you want to talk about smiling people and being unpredictable, Yue Ge is professional.
In the end, she had no income.
For a long time, Zhu Yucai looked away and slowly said, "Today, I will cook myself."
Yue Ge continued to smile: "..."
In the dark, it was shocked—
Sister, do n’t you?
Zhu Yu didn't try to cook for himself.
In fact, which foodie never thought about it, can you make a hearty meal yourself?
She was also ambitious and lifted the spatula with her cuffs, but unfortunately how many times the kitchen was ruined, and the small spark of her dream was extinguished ...
And this is also the ethnic martyrdom of the Ashura tribe.
What a shame.
Later, when Yue Ge directed from the side, Zhu Yu also tried to cook-and then Han Yueju's small kitchen suffered another big disaster.
At that time, Yue Ge looked at the stovetop that he couldn't bear to watch, and he put it on Zhu Yu's shoulder, and said with a heavy tone: "Let's put it down, put the spatula down, listen to me ... I will do it later."
So Zhu Yu looked down.
The scorched black spatula was irritated unreasonably, and in an instant became an ice sculpture spatula.
Yue Ge couldn't help but laugh: "..."
It seems really angry.
The more the song pondered, it was time to comfort, so he spoke softly and persuaded him: "What about poor cooking, is this not me?"
Zhu Yu glanced at her: "You are not mine after all."
Yue Ge patted the breast pack ticket: "Why should you and I have such a clear separation, I will give you a day to eat, what I want to do in one day."
Zhu Yu's ending: "Is it?"
"That's natural, even ... even if you and I both become immortal Venerables in the future and become a hegemon, I will catch the monsters and gather them back every day to cook a good dish for you!"
The Yuege continued to make ambitious words.
Zhu Yu thought for a moment and said, "Okay."
Then he said, "You don't need to search for ingredients. I'm in charge of searching. You do it."
The more songs, the brighter the laughter: "Good"

The past is as good as yesterday.
...... Everything is so orange!
Yue Ge couldn't help but bowed his head, drowning in guilt.
God.
Do not marry He Shaowa.
Now look at this, she thinks that this is just a daily scene. In Zhu Yu's view, it is an iron proof of their "two feelings".
Why is she so apt to call Jiufang as Jiufang slag!
She is a scum song herself!
Although it doesn't seem to be as scum as Jiufang ...
At this moment, Zhu Yu lowered his eyes, his expression was dull, and left for the kitchen.
The cold and slim back looks no different than before, but Yue Ge can see the meaning of grievance and grievance.
The sense of guilt grew stronger, and the more the song caught up, the strong smile said: "I'll be fine, I really don't have to--"
Zhu Yuping looked straight ahead: "After all, you are not mine."
"If you leave, I should always learn to adapt."
Zhu Yu continued to move forward, but Yue Ge stopped at the same place, his feet were rooted on the ground, and he could not go out.
What to say?
What can you say?
Even if I do n’t like you, we are still good. Ji You can walk together for life?
Don't laugh, this is too selfish.
It's a kind of torture for anyone ...
However, Yue Ge didn't stay here long.
Just a quarter of an hour later, there was a dull explosion in the small kitchen.
Then the light of Ding Tuo Liang Dang Qiong, then a burst of piercing thorns burst out
Yue Song: "..."
Forget it, the priority is to cook the rice first.
Guan Zhuyu is willing to say no, and no matter how she says, she can't watch her hungry, or eat the unknown objects she made that should be mosaiced.

Today, the young talents who are going to participate in the fighting of the 100 countries find that the atmosphere between their captain and another team member seems a bit strange.
Xie Shangde, the great brother from the first grand sect of the Holy Lan Empire, has always considered himself to be an unparalleled genius.
The entire Shenglan is his first talent!
However, just yesterday, he met the master sister of Dongming College ... No, Zhu Yu, the first core student of the college.
Only then did he understand what it means to have a sky outside and someone outside.
So he became a fan of Zhu Yu's sister.
On this day, he looked up at Zhu Yu in silence, and suddenly realized that the gentle girl who was inseparable from Zhu Yu, named Yue Ge, did not stay with her.
"Strange ... how come they stood so far ...?" Xie Shangde couldn't help but mutter to himself.
A young girl at Dongming College next to him happened to hear it, and looked at it with surprise. "The two of them are still having trouble?"
Xie Shangde asked: "These two people have very good feelings on weekdays?"
Just listen to the girl with emotion: "Yeah, after all, it is a person with a marriage contract. This is the first time I saw them not staying together."
Xie Shangde suddenly realized, nodded: "It turns out-wait a minute, someone with a marriage contract ?!"
The girl responded: "Oh, I forgot ... you are not a clever person, and you don't know if you want to come, I wish Xue Xue and this Yuege are a pair of lovers, and they are engaged."
"They have always been so good that the oil in the honey is oily and glue-like, and I thought there would be no discord ... But anyway, it is also a matter of other people's affairs, which has nothing to do with me."
The girl said, and walked away.
Xie Shangde stood there in a daze.
He he he he his idol is a mirror!
After being shocked for a long time, Xie Shangde reacted suddenly. It seemed that it was okay for Zhu Yu to polish the mirror.
So he was relieved.

How is it okay!
Bigger brother!
Bigger sister head!
Please hurry up and wish Master Yu a reconciliation, okay wow!
This is the voice of all team members.
It's too cruel, really cruel.
Compared with Zhu Yu on the first day of training, Zhu Yu these days is a veritable captain of the devil!
The training she is responsible for is training!
The team members agreed that the reason why Zhu Yu's style differed so much was that she was in conflict with Yue Ge.
A member of the team tentatively asked Yue Ge to knock on the side. The girl was good, smiling, and answered in a dripping way.
The person who went to ask did not know in which direction she was going around by her, let alone ask what was wrong between them.
Then I wish Yu continued the devil training.
Yue Ge participated in the training without saying anything, and did more exercise than others.
This made several teammates embarrassed to ask.
Naturally, they will not know that this amount of training is only common for Tenura Shura.
Yue Ge also did no pressure.
In this way, time passes day by day.
Yue Ge held a kind of ostrich mentality, and neither answered Zhu Yu, nor ignored her ... just pretending that nothing happened.
Smiling at Hanyueju as usual, he left the courtyard and walked all the way to Yanwuchang, like the relationship between an ordinary captain and his team members.
Zhu Yu did not ask.
However, it is impossible for things to stand still like this forever.

One day a few months later, Yue Ge practiced alone in the room.
She was meditating, but she couldn't calm her mind.
Today, Zhu Yu is more silent than ever.
What is she thinking now?
Will you find yourself to reply?
Still, just like this, always ...
Yue Ge didn't make it, but couldn't help thinking.
… Then, the oriental fantasy fancier, the Heart Demon, appeared.
It was the first time that Yue Ge encountered a demon during the cultivation process, which made her really appreciate how terrible the so-called demon was.
It was a strange feeling, as if her own voice was hovering in her head, scolding sharply:
"You are such a mean person!"
"You pride yourself on justice, and pride yourself on the moral high ground to criticize Jiu Fang Xuan Ling's actions ... but what did you do? Did you help or saved? Ridiculously, you are just hurting!
"Agreement hurts, disagreement hurts! Dragging or harming—"
"People like you still have to leave Zhu Yu's life! Don't hurt her!"
The crazy voice of the heart demons is like the villain of the magic system in anime and movies, with its own mixed sound and reverberant sound effects, it keeps ringing.
Gradually, there was a mess in his head, and he could not think about anything. It was all the magic voice.
The Yuege Spiritual Force was wrong, the meridian trembling and mourning, and seeing that it was about to get out of the way ... or I wish Yu Yu pulled her back.
"Meditate!" Zhu Yu said urgently in her ear. "Meditate, go to meditation! Bring spiritual power back on track!"
The pure aura drawn out of the power of the attribute is input into the body along the long palm of Zhu Yu attached to her back, guiding the disordered aura to flow in the meridians.
But if Yue Ge has not been sober, it is futile to do so.
Zhu Yu squeezed her lips tightly, took out a Qingxin Dan, and sent it into the Yuege mouth with spiritual force.
With the cold feeling, the elixir immediately worked, making the Yuege Lingtai more clear.
She turned back blankly, facing Zhu Yu's low eyes.
She was obviously expressionless, and her silver eyes looked cold.
But Yue Ge suddenly felt that she was a little sad.
In a trance, she raised her right arm hard and stroked Zhu Yu's face.
She opened her eyes, blank and amber, and whispered:
"Don't be sad ..."