Chapter 131 Do you think the Pope is old?

Lingyuan Douluo moved lightly, with a hint of smile on his pretty face.

Fortunately it's not Yuan Qingtian.

Feng Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, but saw Huo Wu staring at him with a teasing look.

Feng Xiaotian felt like his thoughts were being probed, which made him feel a little ashamed.

There was a burning pain on his face, as if he had been slapped hard.

Huo Wu ignored him and immediately looked at Lingyuan Douluo, pursed her lips slightly, hesitated for a while, and then bowed her hands: "Senior."

She knew that a woman who could follow Yuan Qingtian would definitely not be a fuel-efficient lamp.

Not to mention her father, who was a little afraid of this woman.

So even if he didn't want to bow his head, he could only salute against his will.

Otherwise, if this woman takes it to heart and says in Yuan Qingtian's ears that she doesn't understand etiquette...

That's not so good.

Lingyuan Douluo looked at Huo Wu kindly: "No need to be polite."

Immediately he took a few steps forward, helped her up, and held her little hand.

She stared blankly at Lingyuan Douluo and thought to herself, "What does this woman want to do?"

"I just thought you were cute, sister Huowu, but now that I've looked carefully, you are indeed so."

Lingyuan Douluo was full of smiles and even touched her little hand.

ha?

She praised me for being cute?

A strange color flashed in Huo Wu's beautiful eyes.

For a moment, she was at a loss.

Feng Xiaotian stared at the two men's actions with envy.

He has been pursuing Huo Wu for so long, but he has never touched Huo Wu's little hand!

But this woman can touch her as she pleases, and even touch her...

Yes or no...

If you become a woman, you can do the same thing...

Feng Xiaotian was startled, and when this idea came up, he immediately killed it.

"Huh...it was so dangerous, I almost went astray."

He wiped the unwarranted cold sweat from his forehead.

However, he was like air and did not attract the two women's attention at all.

Lingyuan Douluo sighed: "It's a pity that such good little hands are buried by these calluses."

Hearing this, Huo Wu hurriedly withdrew his little hand, put it behind his back, and turned his head, with a embarrassed look on his face.

Her strong temper makes her unwilling to be inferior to men.

Therefore, during cultivation, no matter how hard or tiring it is, I will carry on with it.

This also left traces of her excessive training on her hands and some parts of her body.

But she was still a girl after all, and it was her nature to love beauty. She was not used to it when Lingyuan Douluo pointed out that she had calluses on her hands.

Lingyuan Douluo had a smile on his lips, took out a green medicine bottle from the storage soul guide, and then handed it to Huo Wu.

Huo Wu turned around and did not take it immediately, but asked doubtfully: "What is this?"

Lingyuan Douluo's red lips parted slightly: "It's a good thing~"

"Mix it with water and take it for beauty."

"External massage can purify old stains."

Seeing Huo Wu still dazed, Lingyuan Douluo directly took her hand and put the medicine bottle into her hand.

"This is not what I wanted to give you. His Highness the Holy Son asked me to send it."

As she spoke, there was a trace of resentment in her eyes.

Huo Wu looked at the medicine bottle in his hand, and then at Lingyuan Douluo's poor acting skills.

She couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Lingyuan Douluo looked at her dissatisfied: "What's so funny?"

Huo Wu shook his head and laughed: "No."

Then he stared at the other person with a sincere face: "Thank you, sister."

When Lingyuan Douluo heard this title, his beautiful eyes suddenly lit up: "That's right, I'm not very old."

"They always call me 'senpai, senior', and they call me old."

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The two women seemed to be good sisters who had settled their differences. They quickly found a common topic and started chatting happily.

It’s time to take a walk.

"That...that..."

Feng Xiaotian made a weak sound.

He knows it's rude to interrupt someone else's chat.

But he still couldn't help it!

The feeling of being ignored is really uncomfortable for Jill!

The two women turned back.

Huo Wu asked, causing Feng Xiaotian to turn to stone.

"Why are you still here?"

Not long after.

The two women left, leaving Feng Xiaotian alone, feeling desolate in the wind.

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into the night.

Yuan Qingtian moved into the luxurious VIP room arranged for him by Huo Hong.

He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on a high chair, chewing the soul power compression pill in his mouth, quietly refining his soul power.

Lingyuan Douluo was making his bed, caring and meticulous.

At the end of the day's practice, Yuan Qingtian slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing the busy Ling Yuan Douluo, he got down from the chair and said softly: "Aunt Yuan, I can do the rest myself."

"It's getting late, you should go and rest early."

"That's not possible. I usually organize these things, and now is no exception."

"Besides, it's not like you didn't rush to do it when you were a kid. Didn't you make a mess in the end?"

Lingyuan Douluo didn't even look back, and his unquestionable words fell into Yuan Qingtian's ears.

Yuan Qingtian looked at the buttocks swaying in front of his eyes and touched his nose in embarrassment.

"I'm not young anymore, okay?"

"Besides, we are always in the same room alone, so it is easy for others to gossip..."

"If it affects Aunt Yuan's reputation..."

"That wouldn't be good."

In fact, Yuan Qingtian originally planned to visit major colleges alone this time.

But Lingyuan Douluo kept asking to come.

It was hard for him to refuse, so he had to obey.

Hearing this, Lingyuan Douluo paused.

Then he straightened his body, fully displaying his perfect arc, and turned around to look at him with a smile.

"grown up?"

"Where did you grow up?"

Again.

In the past few years, she has been talking like that.

Especially after he has a woman and she knows about it...

The corner of Yuan Qingtian's mouth twitched: "Aunt Yuan, don't be like this, it's very strange."

However, Lingyuan Douluo pressed forward step by step, slowly approaching him, and pointed his jade finger on his chest. His beautiful eyelashes gently blinked, and he looked at him with a charming face: "You said... what if it's mine?" My reputation has been affected, and if I can’t get married in the future..."

"Will you support me?"

Yuan Qingtian concentrated his mind and took half a step back without leaving a trace, only to be filled in by her again.

"Of course it will."

"Aunt Yuan takes care of me when I pee."

"When I am old enough to take care of myself, I will be like your relative..."

Before he could say two words, Lingyuan Douluo put his finger on his mouth.

She stared at Yuan Qingtian with a look of resentment and asked, "Am I very old?"

Yuan Qingtian knew he had said the wrong thing and quickly shook his head: "I'm not old, of course I'm not old."

"Besides, as long as I'm here, Aunt Yuan will stay young forever."

A smile flashed across Lingyuan Douluo's eyes, and he picked up a strand of black hair with one finger, then rolled it up and loosened it, then rolled it up and loosened it again.

"Since he is not old, do you think the Pope is old?"

Yuan Qingtian was stunned for a moment and responded subconsciously: "Of course you don't age."

"Aunt Yuan, why are you asking this...?"

Suddenly, he seemed to have figured it all out.

In an instant, an unknown premonition ran through his body, causing a look of horror to appear in Yuan Qingtian's eyes.

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