Wear it quickly and don’t mess with the cutie

"Speaking of which, why did Lord Qingyu not attend this year's apprenticeship ceremony? Zunshan didn't even have any disciples sitting down. Who is so qualified? My father was eager to let him in, but Lord Qingyu didn't relent and agreed. It's really strange."

The young man said nonchalantly, completely unaware of the tall and familiar white figure not far ahead.

The man next to him suddenly pulled the boy and whispered: "Shh, stop talking."

The young man didn't notice anything was wrong at all, and asked strangely as he walked: "Ah? Why?"

After taking two steps forward, he suddenly found Jingli standing under the tree, dressed in white. It was someone other than Lord Qingyu.

The knee-length dark cloud hair covered his body in a gorgeous and grand manner, with half of the black hair held in place only by a hairpin.

Just the coldness revealed in the bones standing there far away isolated him from the world. He was so holy that people didn't dare to yearn for him at all, and they didn't dare to get close to him at all.

The boy's face instantly turned pale, and he stiffened his body and walked forward as if nothing had happened.

The person I was talking about just now is standing in front of me. I don’t know if I heard what he said.

When passing by the tree with his back to the Lord standing there, the young man bowed quickly and then strode away as if he was running away.

At this time, the rabbit hiding in the young man's arms saw a white figure in her peripheral vision. She felt very familiar in her heart, and she took a closer look.

At this glance, the cold and indifferent Immortal Lord seemed to sense something, and turned around to meet her eyes.

Qiao Muxi was startled and quickly moved her round red eyes away, shrinking into the boy's arms.

Little did he know that all her movements were in Ye Qingyu's eyes, and her pair of small, soft ears were ignored by the owner and leaked out from her arms, being looked at by the cold fairy.

"What's in your arms?" Ye Qingyu's cold voice sounded.

The boy's steps froze, he was so frightened that he was sweating profusely, and he couldn't speak clearly. He trembled: "This...this..."

The older senior brother next to him was the first to react. With a stern look, he turned around and pulled open the hem of the young man's clothes so that Ye Qingyu could see clearly.

He cupped his fists and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, this is the rabbit we just picked up in the back mountain, and we are about to hand it over to the logistics department."

Suddenly exposed to the unobstructed air, Qiao Xi's long pink-white ears twitched, and she tried hard to get under the boy's clothes in fear.

I heard what the young man said just now. If a creature like a rabbit is discovered by others, it may be thrown away, driven out of the back mountain, or steamed by cruel people who don't like rabbits.

Thinking of this, she worked harder to get into the boy's arms, trying to cover her body with clothes, leaving behind her hard-working short legs and her white and soft round tail.

The young man couldn't control the rabbit that was crawling into his arms. Because Ye Qingyu was here, he was so anxious that he was sweating and at a loss: "Hey, hey, stop..."

Qiao Muxi dug in wholeheartedly and refused to show up. For a while, the boy couldn't do anything to her.

"give it to me"

Ye Qingyu said coldly, but it was too ordinary and indifferent, no different from usual, but no one noticed anything was wrong.

How could the Qing Leng Lord, a creature from the outside world, take the initiative to ask to hold an ordinary rabbit?

On the contrary, the frozen expression of the young senior brother next to him changed slightly, and then he boldly took out the rabbit and handed it to Lord Ye Qingyu who stood like a tree in a few steps.

Qiao Muxi was still holding on to her embrace. Suddenly, her body vacated, and then she fell into a cold, sandalwood-scented embrace, filled with a pleasant smell.

The owner of the arms seemed to have never held a living creature before, his arms and hands were frozen and he didn't know where to put them.

Finally, he slowly touched her. Ye Qingyu's movements were very slow and gentle, as if he was worried about accidentally hurting her.