Fu Yue's intuition said that what he said next would not be anything good.

Sure enough.

"Since you look so beautiful, what's wrong with being a vase with peace of mind?! Find a strong backer, be a blessing, a fox and a fake tiger, how happy you are, oh hehahahaha

Laughter grew rampant.

Fu Yue: "......"

At this time, her eyes staring at Yu Yan were a little weird, and Yu Yan was a little hairy.

Metaphor: "What are you doing? ”

Fu Yue hesitated for a moment, glanced up and down Yu Yan a few times, and still asked, "You just said that, I see that you are doing well again, are you the little lover raised by the big man of the sect outside?" ”

Parable: "...... Bah! ”

She was also aware of the ambiguity in her words.

"I'm dignified...... Forget it, I'm going to keep it a secret first, I'm afraid that my identity will scare you to death if I say it! My identity will only be revealed at a critical moment! ”

The metaphor was triumphant.

It's almost like the tail is up to the sky.

Fu Yue poured cold water on her and swished: "It's a pity, maybe we won't survive tonight, let alone in the future." ”

Metaphor: "......"

I'm sorry that your plastic sister refused to continue talking to you and threw you a pot of rotten eggs.

But it stopped for a few minutes.

Yu Yan squatted next to Fu Yue and chattered again, the fairy's burden had been completely thrown away, she reached out and took out a small notebook from her arms, handed it to Fu Yue like a treasure, and danced with her eyebrows: "Look! This is what I have built over the years! ”

Fu Yue: "......?" ”

She took the notebook in Yu Yan's hand and took the woman's words as a fart.

Look down.

This little book is full of names, all of which look like men's names, as well as their identities, ages, and personalities......

Fu Yue: "??? ”

Seeing Fu Yue's surprised face, Yu Yan swelled, her red lips hooked, and before she could say the next sentence, she was directly blocked by Fu Yue's words, and she held her breath in her chest, not up or down.

Fu Yue: "These are all your ministers under your skirt?" ”

Fu Yue's face was a little surprised.

That expression, as if to say.

Yo, girl, I can't see it, it's pretty powerful!

Yu Yan snatched the small notebook in Fu Yue's hand with a wooden face, and muttered, "Phew, if these were my ministers under my skirt, the old lady would have dominated the rivers and lakes a long time ago, and she would still wait for death with you here?" ”

Fu Yue lost interest in an instant.

"Oh, so it's powerless—"

Her a-ah ending is very long.

Metaphor: "......"

This dead woman is humiliating her!

She endures.

Yu Yan pulled Fu Yue over and pointed to the small book, "Let me tell you, these are all carefully selected by me, and there are young and handsome characters in the rivers and lakes!" ”

"All meet the necessary conditions for being beautiful and rich! How about it, do you want me to give you two of them~"

Yu Yan's face instantly became a little obscene.

Fu Yue: "......"

I can't bear to look at it directly.

A good girl, why does she have a mouth?

Yu Yan's voice changed, and he said stupidly: "No, you already have Ji Qinglin, you have such a beautiful young man, I guess you can't look down on other people." ”

Fu Yue said lightly: "He's not mine." ”

Yu Yan's eyes lit up.

There are melons!

"Tell me? Why? ”

Fu Yue expressed his ugly refusal and said, "It's nothing, the reason is very simple, he is not my dish." ”

As soon as the words fell.

The temperature around them seemed to drop a few bits, the air froze, and even the wind that had been blowing through the grass and trees had stopped.