Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife

The two guards were also extremely clever, immediately comprehending Ji Yunhuang's intentions, bowing back and no longer blocking.

Ji Yunhuang has been holding Ning Xuemo's hand. Ning Xuemo didn't want to be so close to him, but Ji Yunhuang held her little hand tightly with her fingers, and she couldn't help for a while.

She couldn't use strong force or simply attack the opponent, so she had to let him hold it.

Forget it, just shake your hand, it's not worth it. She also stood side by side with her brothers in previous lives!

The duo were taken together on the second floor. Finally saw the layout of the second floor at the moment.

The lobby is a bit empty, most notably a rounded rosewood table with a large sheet of drawing paper, paint, paintbrushes, dais ...

Two children with extremely clean hands and feet are studying the ink, lining up the paint and doing some work.

There is no ordinary candlelight in the hall. Only a huge night pearl hangs on the painting table. The night pearl is like a small moon. The light is bright but not dazzling, and the entire painting table is illuminated ...

The scene was like being on the stage, with the spotlights shining on only one position of the stage, but there was still some dimness elsewhere.

And the Master Han Shanyue stood in the shadow at the table, and the pearl light illuminated the things behind him, but his whole body seemed like a silhouette,

Ning Xuemo stood at the entrance of the stairs and still couldn't see his face.

It seems that this painting saint does not want people to see his face clearly, and will make good use of light and shadow effects. Although he is not masked, he is not much different from masks.

"What's the matter for Zun Jia to call me up?" Ning Xuemo wanted to arch his hand, but slightly raised only to find that his hand was still in Ji Yunhuang's hand ...

Han Shanyue looked at them, and the light of his eyes paused on their hands.

Little unicorn lay in Ning Xuemo's arms, and he was staring at the cold mountain moon, and suddenly he felt that the air around him seemed to have dropped a bit ...

And then its eyes widened suddenly!

The hair on his entire body is almost up!

Nine ... Nine honors!

Ning Xuemo obviously felt the abnormality of the little unicorn in her arms. At this moment, she and little unicorn could talk to each other with their hearts, and immediately asked: "What's wrong, little apple?"

Xiao Qilin glanced at Han Shanyue again, paused for a moment, and replied, "No ... nothing. Yes, it's cold." The body's hair slowly succumbed.

A heart was beating.

It did recognize him, but the man came in time to keep it from leaking!

Xiao Qilin is most afraid of him now, so although I do n’t feel sorry for the owner of this person, I still hold back and do n’t speak.

He ... shouldn't it be bad for the owner?

Probably not, he is actually very nice to its owner ...

Let it not be said now that there must be his reason.

It is still more appropriate to make a fortune.

At this time Ning Xuemo couldn't care about the subtle emotional changes of Xiao Qilin. Besides, the temperature upstairs was indeed much lower than that downstairs.

The two children waiting here have already worn the jacket.

If Ning Xuemo is not quite deep in skill now, at first, I'm afraid it will freeze a few times.

Han Shanyue's sleeves pointed at Ji Yunhuang: "You are standing there." Then Ning Xuemo pointed again: "Come here to polish the ink."

He fought such a big battle to call her up, just to let her rub the ink?