The tall, long legs subconsciously came together in an "eight" shape, making her stand somewhat unsteady.
Long Lan slowly put down the robe in his hand, picked up another one, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it.
Mmm! This one smells even better.
Being able to smell my husband's fragrance here is like being in heaven.
She knows how to pass the time!
A slight blush appeared under her cold white skin, like a highlight, illuminating her plump areas.
She felt her head sink, and she leaned against the wardrobe and fell into Chen Ye's robe.
........
"Ah~, Master, I understand."
"You miss your lovely wife, Long, so you want to go back quickly, right?"
"Master! You're so easily bored with the old and easily interested in the new!!"
"Or...Qian'er didn't serve Master well and disappointed Master?"
While flying rapidly in the air, Su Jiqian hugged Chen Ye's arm tightly.
Seeing that her master looked like he was homesick, she began to question him.
The master didn't even agree to her suggestion of going into the woods.
It seems like he really misses Long Lan...
When Chen Ye heard Su Jiqian's words, his face suddenly turned red.
What do you mean by not serving well? That sounds weird.
The eldest disciple had always been respectful to him, so of course he was served very well and was very comfortable!
Like serving tea, pouring water, etc...yes, that's it.
No other meaning.
Chen Ye felt that the eldest disciple was jealous, so he comforted him:
"Ahem, Master mainly wants to return to the sect as soon as possible. I'm worried that the sect won't be able to survive without Master."
As soon as Chen Ye said this, he felt a little embarrassed.
This lie is a bit too much...
Leng Luoli couldn't help laughing as she listened.
Apart from anything else, her master is definitely good at managing the sect's slacking off.
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