Chapter 247: The Cold Immortal Venerable Is Crazy (12)

Shen Yun was taken aback by this question.

He stared at the little carrot head in front of him, the corners of his cherry red lips twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"..."

Fu Yue sighed, and said quietly: "Shen Yun, you will definitely regret it."

These words are very old-fashioned, and with the cute and delicate face of the little girl, it looks very funny.

The door outside was opened.

A panicked female voice sounded, "Damn it!!"

Seeing such a person appear out of nowhere in the room, Jiang Li was so frightened that she dropped everything in her hands, and couldn't help screaming.

Fu Yue's eyelids twitched.

She jumped over in a hurry, tugging at Jiang Li's sleeve, "He's not a ghost, don't yell."

The girl's panicked voice stuck in her throat for an instant, then she raised her hand, scratched her head embarrassingly, and whispered softly: "I'm sorry, Yueyue, I made a fuss."

talking.

Jiang Li glanced at Shen Yun who was opposite.

The other party glanced over indifferently.

Jiang Li was so frightened that she quickly looked away, her small body stood upright, and she hid behind Fu Yue for a while, and asked in a wronged voice.

"Yueyue, is this your father? It looks so fierce."

Fu Yue: "..."

Shen Yun: "..."

Raising her hand to pinch Jiangli, she raised her eyes to look at Shen Yun not far away, Fu Yue waved her hand weakly and said, "No, he's not my father."

Ginger Silly Baitian Li honestly gave an oh.

The beauty under the moon, with silver hair and flirtatious.

The slender and tall man slightly raised his hand, and said with thin lips, "Come here, it's time to go back."

The voice is hoarse and charming, ethereal and ethereal, cold and cold.

Of course Fu Yue knew that this person was calling her.

But she pretended to be dead and didn't move.

→_→

Jiang Li blinked, she looked at Fu Yue, then at Shen Yun, thinking she knew something, and said with a smile: "Yue Yue, this should be your family, don't lose your temper, go back. "

As she spoke, she pushed the little girl towards Shen Yun.

at last.

Fu Yue held a small corner of Shen Yun's clothes, the small figure turned around, looked at Jiang Li with blue eyes, and felt a little bit reluctant.

Little one.

Looks pitiful and cute.

Waving her white and tender paws, the little girl whispered, "Goodbye, Jiang Li."

Shen Yun lowered his eyelashes, glanced at the little milk cat who was full of reluctance, stretched out his slender fingers like jade, and grabbed Fu Yue's collar.

Drag her away.

"..."

*

Back to the top of the mountains.

Shen Yun was holding a white jade wine glass in his hand, drinking slowly, glanced at the little girl standing in front of him, "Why, did I treat you badly?"

Fu Yue retorted: "You won't give me food."

Shen Yun: "..."

He forgot that the cub seemed to need to eat.

"Understood, I will send someone to bring food in the future."

The man threw down the wine glass he was holding, and propped his head on one hand. His silver hair was winding down, and a few strands even fell to the ground. He looked at the little girl across from him with a half-smile.

"Call Master to come and listen."

Fu Yue pursed her lips, shook her head and refused, "I don't want it."

When she said this, the little girl raised her white chin, and then two soft cat ears popped out of her head, which were snow white.

Shen Yun was stunned for a moment.

The light amber eyes blinked slowly, and when he saw the snow-white cat ears, he felt like a kitten's paws were tickling his heart.

If Shen Yun had been in modern times, he would be able to describe this feeling.

Typical, being cute.