Spotted by the hero's villain's mother

"Where have you been these few days?" Ju Yao asked, "I feel like you haven't stayed around here any longer."

Leng Si glanced at Juyao lightly.

'The little human is delusional that Prince Lengs will be bored enough to observe the little human's philandering journey for three days and three nights. '

"Go take care of something important."

Ju Yao didn't quite understand, but she nodded cooperatively, "So that's the case, I'm also busy with important things these days."

Ah.

Without Juyao opening his mouth, Leng Si could guess what the important thing Juyao was talking about was nothing more than discussing shopping with Narita.

This little human being is short-sighted, doesn't pay attention to his own life and health, and is just addicted to debauchery.

The average lifespan of human beings is inherently short, and one day, the playful little human beings will leave the world early.

Leng Si thought about Yi Juyao's character, and the epitaph in the future would be different.

"What are you thinking?"

A curious voice came from the front, interrupting Leng Si's thoughts.

There were no tables and chairs in front of the seat, so Ju Yao squatted, with her hands on her knees, raised her head and blinked her eyes, her voice was clear and crisp.

She is as well-behaved as a docile kitten, and when she closes her mouth, she is mysterious and seductive.

When the little human was silent, this deceptive face finally allowed her to find something to praise.

Leng Si's heart became clearer, the wind outside was always reckless, and the obedient little humans were more pleasing to the eye.

Lord Lengs is going to temporarily forgive the little human for destroying the castle fireplace.

Ju Yao's beautiful lips parted, "Are you missing me?"

Leng Si narrowed his eyes slightly, and withdrew the forgiveness that only existed for a while.

"I'm thinking of your epitaph for you."

Ju Yao was surprised, she hadn't thought about such a long-term thing, but for the blood race, these decades are indeed a short time.

Ju Yao rested her cheeks on her hands, making her cheeks look delicate.

It's as cute as before.

Lance learned a lesson, and it's one of the tricks little humans use to confuse others.

Sure enough, Ju Yao said in her clear voice: "I'm just saying, you're just thinking about me, I can see through your little thoughts at a glance."

Dare to speculate on Lord Lengsi's mind, he is really a little human who is not afraid of death. '

The little human was so close at hand that he seemed harmless.

Ju Yao lowered her hands, revealing her slender neck, and her collar was not high, only covering a third of her skin.

Leng Si stretched out his hand and slowly pushed towards Juyao's thin neck, making it easy for Juyao to disappear from this world.

Her hand touched the skin under her eyes.

It is softer and warmer than imagined, with the breath of life dancing.

Leng Si frowned unobtrusively, and returned to his original state later.

She shouldn't touch this human.

Fortunately, she put on gloves.

The silk gloves were cold and delicate. When she first touched them, Juyao's heart was agitated, which made her clearer.

Ju Yao lowered her head, and gently rubbed the back of Leng Si's fingers with her chin.

Leng Si's hand froze, and through the thin gloves, the strange feeling made her feel as if she had been shocked by electricity.

The blue eyes darkened, and Leng Si stared down at the bold Ju Yao.

After squatting for a long time, his legs were sore and tired, so Ju Yao simply sat on the ground without grace.

She nimbly grasped Leng Si's wrist with one hand, and Leng Si let go of all his strength the moment Ju Yao's chin was pressed against him, and then did not move.

Ju Yao pulled Leng Si's hand in front of her eyes, and took off the pure white silk gloves with ease. The end of the gloves was embroidered with gold trim, and there were delicate and complicated patterns on the end.

This hand is the same as the first time I met in memory, white and slender, looks slender, but contains powerful power, as if it can easily decide the life or death of others.

So when Juyao grasped this hand, she pressed her thumb against the other's palm.

"What are you doing?" Leng Si reacted at this moment and asked coldly.

Ju Yao looked like a gentleman, and his actions changed from one hand to two hands.

She turned Leng Si's palm up, and pressed Leng Si's tiger's mouth with her thumb. She looked carefully, not letting go of any lines on Leng Si's hand.

"I'm helping you with fortune-telling. To be honest, I often go to fortune-telling and learn some knowledge by stealth."

"Oh." Leng Si sneered mercilessly.

This little human was clearly playing with Prince Lengs's hand, and he said it in a high-sounding manner.

Leng Si didn't stop, and his words were almost mocking: "What will be your fate."

"Peach Blossom Luck." Ju Yao snorted, "This kind of thing is practical, and other wealth, career line, and life span are meaningless."

These things are obviously meaningless, and luck is most worthless.

Leng Si was even more keenly aware of the loopholes in Juyao's words, "Do you often count your luck?"

Ju Yao smiled honestly, "If one family is not allowed, just ask another family. As the saying goes, there is no way in the world, and if there are more people walking, there will be a way."

Leng Si can't say that he understands philosophy well, at least if this sentence is used in love, it's a small human's nonsense.

"Then do you see the doorway?"

Ju Yao hurriedly lowered her head and continued to observe.

"Beauty, you are very talented, and you are a genius who is suitable for cultivation at first glance... No, you are passing through. Beauty, your hands, you are suitable for being..." Ju Yao coughed, and peeled some yellow waste from his brain come out.

"In my humble opinion, if your line is broken, it seems that you are doomed, but at your age, it should have passed by long ago..."

Halfway through Juyao's speech, Leng Si retracted his fingers and wrapped them around Juyao's thumb, begging for mercy in pain: "Beauty, I was wrong, I just said it casually, oh no, I was talking nonsense."

Leng Si silently let go of his hand and drew it back.

"Aren't you good at studying luck?"

Ju Yao sighed, "To tell you the truth, I started to study wealth and fortune, but later I found out that I don't have wealth and fortune, so I thought it was a superstition, so I studied luck instead."

Lance found that little humans could always refresh her knowledge.

She casually asked, "How's your luck?"

Ju Yao smoothed her black and beautiful hair with one hand, "Of course..."

Of course, after looking for more than a dozen fortune-telling shops, she finally heard a good word from one of them-your luck will never stop.

Juyao caught a glimpse of a pair of eyes brighter than a mirror and colder than frost, and paused, "Of course I will meet a world-class beauty."

She raised her eyebrows at Leng Si and blinked a few more times, "Beauty, what do you think?"

Leng Si stared at Juyao indifferently, and said after a while, "I think your epitaph can be written like this."

"..."

Is this what she means by saying that she will never meet him until she dies?

Ju Yao was still grateful, "Thank you for thinking about my future."

Leng Si didn't quite understand why the little humans were so thick-skinned, but they were often blown red by the wind.

Ju Yao stood up, bent over and beat her legs, thinking about her epitaph.

It is necessary to write the kind of epitaph that, after being seen by people passing by, can suddenly become obsessed with the owner of the tomb.

"How about you say 'I'm glad I've been here and have seen many beauties'?"

"Lust."

Ju Yao changed it, "How about changing it to 'My eyes are always looking at beauty'?"

"abnormal."

"What about 'The beauty in this world is always about me'?"

"wishful thinking."

Ju Yao shook her head, "Why are you so venomous?"

Leng Si didn't give Ju Yao any concern, "This is an accurate evaluation."

"Don't you think it's poetic and romantic?"

"People who are playful always think that being romantic is a kind of creation."

Juyao no longer bothers about the epitaph, and is optimistic, maybe she can't even afford the tomb at all.

The beauty is right, she shouldn't be flirtatious and flirtatious.

We should actively bring hope to people in the world.

"How about changing it to 'no regrets, I just went to heaven to find beauty'? Just a few words, it reflects my indifference and open-mindedness towards life and death, and my pursuit and desire for beauty..."

Leng Si stopped Ju Yao's bragging behavior, "If you do this again, be careful and go to hell."

Ju Yao was curious, "Are there beauties in hell?"

Leng Si wanted to send Juyao for a field trip right now.

She was about to speak when she heard a slight footstep.

"You be careful."

Ju Yao couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence, and was about to ask, when she suddenly felt something was wrong.

She turned around and saw a black and purple thin cat arrogantly coming in from the open door.

"Why are you here again?" Juyao took a few steps back, slipped behind Lengsi's chair, and shouted at the demon cat in a pretentious manner: "I tell you, didn't this one tell you, don't bother me."

Leng Si said nothing and closed his eyes, as if everything around him had nothing to do with her.

This made the demon cat happy, its vertical pupils looking at Juyao were full of resentment, as if it wanted to avenge Juyao today.

This demon cat, which ran out of nowhere, has soft hair. It seems that it has been carefully cared for by the owner, and it exudes arrogance.

Ju Yao could imagine that the cat's owner had a similar personality.

She looked at the long and sharp claws of the demon cat, swallowed her saliva, and said with unflinching momentum, "I tell you, I will fight you to the death, don't come here!"

This kind of intimidation has no deterrent effect, and the demon cat meowed, revealing its white fangs.

"How about it," Ju Yao said softly, "Do you like male cats or female cats, or other creatures, such as dogs and mice, I can help you find a partner, and there can be more than one."

As a result of the coercion and lure, the demon cat was furious, as if angrily comparing some lower creatures with it.

Seeing that the demon cat opened its mouth wide and stretched out its sharp claws, Ju Yao wrapped his hands around Leng Si's collarbone, and pressed his chin against Leng Si's hair, pitifully: "He Jinmei, save me."

'Poor little human, only now did he realize who was the one who saved her. '

Leng Si glanced at the demon cat, "You tell your master, go back to Frost immediately, and don't come out without permission."

The demon cat paused, and stared at Juyao unwillingly, the whole cat was like a frost-beaten eggplant, wilting.

Juyao quickly farts the rainbow.

"I love you so much beauty, I almost called Atala."

In the next second, Juyao's eyes were spinning.

In front of her was a familiar fireplace.