Please, I really don’t want to fall in love with the leader.

"Pink, pink belly pocket?!"

Leng Wuyan stammered, "You, are you sure Li Ran likes this kind of thing?"

This kind of girl's underwear is too shameful!

Does Li Ran still have a strange habit of pretending to be a woman?

Leng Wuyan imagined the picture of him wearing his belly pocket, and couldn't help but shiver, and goosebumps fell to the ground.

Ah Qin nodded seriously, "The slave is sure." "

Then he added: "To be precise, I like to see others wearing pink belly pockets." "

She remembered that on the day the Holy Son returned to the sect, he gave her a large pile of clothes.

Among them was a pink belly pocket.

After Ah Qin changed on the spot, the Holy Son's eyes became a little strange.

A little shy, a little speechless, but more excited!

She had never seen the Son look like that.

He said that he was too ashamed, but his eyes were round......

From this, Aqin concluded:

The Holy Son likes to see others wearing pink belly pockets.

So when Leng Wuyan asked her about the "intimate gift", this was the first thing that came to her mind.

"It turned out to be watching others wear it, which scared this seat. Leng Wuyan breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not a cosmigrant.

But then she began to feel melancholy again.

You can't really wear a belly pocket to Li Ran, right?

It's too embarrassing!

Leng Wuyan bit her lip, her eyes were misty, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

At this time, Ah Qin said cautiously: "Master Leng, if there is nothing else, the slave will go back?"

Leng Wuyan came back to her senses and nodded, "Okay, you can go." "

"The slave and maid are gone. "

Ah Qin bowed, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute. "

Leng Wuyan stopped her and advised, "Don't mention the matter of this seat looking for you today, don't mention it to the Holy Son." "

"Ah......h

Ah Qin hesitated.

She didn't want to lie to Li Ran.

Seeing this, Leng Wuyan threatened: "If you tell him, this seat will send you down the mountain, so that you can no longer serve him." "

Ah Qin was taken aback, and hurriedly nodded: "Don't worry, Master Leng, the slave will never say anything." "

"Okay, then you can go. "

Leng Wuyan nodded with satisfaction.

She hadn't thought about this matter yet, but she couldn't let Li Ran know in advance.

She leaned back on the phoenix chair, her eyes fluttering, and her pretty face flashed a hint of red.

"Rebel, I like this strange thing......"

......

It's time for the Frost Festival.

The flavor of the New Year in the sect is very strong, and the disciples ushered in a rare rest day of the year.

Some people are playing in the dojo, some people are dancing on the stage, and the whole sect is filled with a joyful atmosphere.

There are also quite a few people who are preparing for the evening program.

Frost Yuan Yan Spring.

This is the traditional program of the Yura Temple.

Originally, in the mundane world, the performance of spring existed in the form of sacrifices.

The people slaughtered pigs and sheep, sacrificed to the heavens and their ancestors, and prayed for good weather in the coming year.

But for the sect, cultivation is to compete with the sky, to compete for that trace of immortal opportunity, so why pray to the sky?

So it slowly evolved into various shows and performances.

To put it bluntly, it is the disciples' report performance, which is no different from the party.

Despite the laughter outside, Li Ran turned a deaf ear.

Sitting in the study all day and tinkering with something.

Bang!

A flash of fire.

Li Ran looked overjoyed, "It's finally done!"

After more than ten days of debugging and testing, he finally achieved the effect he wanted.

"I'm just waiting for a date with my master in the evening. He thought to himself.

Knock knock.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

Li Ran opened the door, only to see Lu happily standing outside the door, and said prettyly: "Holy Son, ......"

Bang!

Li Ran closed the door directly.

"The Son is not here. "

“......"

Knock knock knock......

There was a knock on the door.

After a stick of incense, Li Ran opened the door numbly, "What do you want to do?"

Lu smiled happily and said, "Lord Holy Son, tonight is the Spring Festival of the Frost Yuan, do you want to prepare a show to finale?"

"Not interested. "

Li Ran shook his head.

For this matter, Lu Xinran came to him more than once, but he rejected all of them.

The party was the most boring, he didn't even want to watch it, let alone perform on stage.

Lu happily persuaded without giving up: "But if you don't go on stage, this grand event will be incomplete, and the Leng Sect and the elders of the various sects will also watch the ceremony offstage." "

"That's not interesting either. "

Li Ran slammed the door shut.

He still wants to sneak out on a date with the boss, how can there be a kung fu show?

It didn't take a while.

The knock on the door rang again.

Li Ran: "......"

"Lu Xinran, believe it or not, Lao Tzu hangs you up......"

He angrily opened the door, and then the whole person was stunned.

I saw Leng Wuyan standing outside the door, looking at him strangely.

"What's wrong with Lu Xinran?"

Li Ran scratched his head in embarrassment, "It's nothing, it's just a matter of the party, she has been bothering me for several days." "

"Oh. "

Leng Wuyan nodded, surprisingly not asking any further.

Li Ranzheng was a little strange, and only heard her say faintly: "You, why haven't you come to this seat in the past few days?"

Her eyes were resentful, and her voice was a little aggrieved.

Li Ran's heart trembled, and he hurriedly said: "Isn't it true that the disciple has just broken through recently, and he feels that his foundation is a little unstable, and he has been practicing well." "

"Unstable foundations?"

Leng Wuyan glanced at him.

This guy's spiritual power has been condensed into a lake, and I'm afraid that no one in the early stage of Yuan Ying is more solid than him.

Deception......

She snorted, "I've never seen you love cultivation so much before...... Do you really think this seat doesn't know what you're thinking?"

Li Ran was stunned.

No, could it be that the surprise he prepared was exposed?

"Master, the disciple is really ......"

"Alright. "

Leng Wuyan took out a small pink gift box and handed it to him with a red face.

"Give. "

Li Ran scratched his head, "Master, what is this?"

Leng Wuyan said in a low voice: "This is a New Year's gift from this seat to you, it's a little late, you, don't be angry......"

"New Year's gifts?"

Li Ran hurriedly took it and said with a bright smile: "Thank you, master, the disciple likes it very much!"

Leng Wuyan gave him a funny look, "You didn't even take it apart, so you know you like it?"

Li Ran smirked: "As long as it is sent by the master, any disciple likes it!"

"Silly ......"

The corners of Leng Wuyan's mouth hooked, and her mood became excited.

"But what is in this, the disciple is really a little curious......

Li Ran was just about to disassemble it, when a shout sounded in his ears.

"Wait a minute!"