Chapter 932: Too pale, too weak

He said it was sounding, but Yunying Fairy was obviously unbelieving, pouting and smiling: "It doesn't look like uh."
If it was just a waiter, how could he smash her house's fairy house in the middle of the night, causing her to think that there was something 100,000 in a hurry, and the result was--
Lan Xiu: "..."
He was even red at the tip of his ears. Although his demon guardian was unrivaled in domineering ways, he was a little at a loss when he encountered such kind of children.
Fortunately, the fairy Yunying didn't say much. She just smiled and quit.
After sending away Yunying Fairy, Lan Xiu pushed the door into the house, and told Luo Qingyu: "Qing Yu, rest assured, you don't have any grudges, presumably you expelled it when you became a fairy.
Luo Qingyu smiled down and nodded: "Oh, okay."
She was numb with disappointment, and there was nothing more to be disappointed.
She drank so much wine, her face was still pale, although she was always calm, but who could feel the rough waves in her heart at this moment?
Lan Xiu's heart was full of taste. He paused: "Don't drink so much alcohol, it will hurt you if you drink too much alcohol."
Reached for all the wine on her table.
Luo Qingyu held her head in one hand, her black hair draped down, her face half covered, she smiled again, did not speak, and did not stop Lan Xiu's movements.
If she cried, even if she was crying hysterically, Lan Xiu would be relieved.
But she's so light and windy, nothing is different.
This makes Lan Xiu's heart even more bottomless, but he doesn't know how to comfort ...
Standing there for a long while, and didn't find the right words, all the comfort was too pale and too weak--
The two were relatively speechless, and the atmosphere in the room was a little heavy and weird.
Luo Qingyu waved his hand: "Lan Xiuxianxian, please come back, I'm fine. It's not early, I want to rest."
Lan Xiuzhen said: "Well, Qing Lan, don't think too much, everything will pass."
He turned and walked two steps, then turned back and said, "You can just call me as Lan Xiu in the future, you don't need to add the word" Xian ". It seems too clever."
He didn't hear Luo Qingyu's answer. He looked up, but found that Luo Qingyu was lying on the table with his head on his arm, and seemed to be asleep.
Lan Xiu took a sigh and sighed. Should she be able to fall asleep?
Looking at her lying on the table, she was a little tangled.
Would she be too tired to sleep lying here? Will it be cold?
When he raised his arm, a faint blue light flashed. He flatly supported Luo Qingyu's body and gently placed her on the bed. He pulled a bed of clouds and covered her ...
Luo Qingyu closed her eyes slightly, and her long eyelashes covered her lower face, forming a faint silhouette, which looked a little embarrassing, which made him inexplicably distressed.
She drank a lot of wine, and a faint spirit lingered in her breath.
Lan Xiu looked at the empty wine jar on the ground and frowned slightly. This wine was the immortal wine stored in the cellar of his house. The ordinary little immortal couldn't find North if he drank a few glasses. This girl actually drank three altars!
The amount of alcohol really made him amazing!
However, she should be drunk, too?