Chapter 87: Nangong’s thoughts

At this time, at the time of the lantern, the halls of the Pluto Palace were brightly lit, and several of the subordinates were reporting their progress to their masters.
"...this is the case with Iron Kirin."
The white tiger reported for a long time, but when he looked up, he saw his homely and cold-hearted master. At this moment, he was absent-minded. The look on his face was still faint, but the beautiful stars were so light, obviously thinking of something. Interesting things are interesting.
The white tiger's chin almost fell off the ground, knowing that although his master is only twenty years old, he can always have a mask of evil charms on his face. The eyes are as deep as a waveless ancient well. As if there are no people or things in this world that can arouse his interest.
Daily report, the master only listened to the beginning, they know the follow-up development of the matter, and they can give precise instructions without waiting for them to report.
But today, the master is actually distracted, even after he reported it, waiting for the reply did not find. This... is simply incredible.
What did the master think of? The white fox was full of doubts, and his eyes couldn’t help but secretly sneaked into the thin lips of the master.
There is a noticeable bite on the lower lip with a light pink color...
The white tiger's heart pounds straight, the master is this master of the Yuan Ying period, the spiritual power can heal this small skin trauma just by washing it... But now the master has kept this scar, who caused this?
His gaze squinted at the green dragon standing behind the master like an invisible person, asking with his eyes: What happened to the master today?
Qinglong was a cold face, and there was a glimmer of entanglement and anger in his eyes.
Just as the white tiger was extremely entangled, Nangong finally recovered from his own contemplation, and stunned the white tiger whose face was tangled with flying eyes. It was faint: "I know the situation of the iron unicorn, since the situation is special now, you Just let them cultivate for a while. If something happens, let it go."
"Yes, the master." Bai Hu quickly converges on the mood, respectfully said, "The subordinates will be notified."
Nangong said: "There is nothing else you will retreat."
A few people were busy, and under the leadership of Baihu, they quietly withdrew from the Chamber of Deputies, and even Qinglong was also allowed to go out.
Nan Gongyi sat alone in the empty lobby, reaching out and gently touching the small scar on his lower lip, and his mouth opened with a shallow smile.
I don't know what the little thing is doing at this time? Are you thinking about him?
Nangong’s eyes slowly emerged as a beautiful and beautiful face. It was obviously a cardamom girl. She did not have a slight sense of disobedience when she dressed up as a man. Even the top players like Ouyang Zhixiong did not see the slightest flaw.
If I didn't recognize the purple eyes in the early morning, I am afraid I couldn't imagine it at all. Fengshen Junxiu, such as the sacred doctor of Mingzhu Yurun, actually went to Nalan Tunxi, the ugly girl who was abandoned by Nalan. Will be the same person.
The brain flashed the confrontation between the two on the carriage, the soft touch of the girl's body, the elegant fragrance, and the more delicate lips than the petals seemed to flow through the brain again and again, letting him feel excited, body Hot.
No one has ever been able to influence his emotions like the little girl, so that he is eager to possess, eager to see his smile all the time.