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55. Psychological tactics?

Murong Piaoxue shrank her little body into a corner. Fortunately, there was a stone there, otherwise, if he found her, she would have difficulty explaining it.

But why does she always feel a little uneasy in her heart? Why does she always feel that... uh, Long Chenyan's aura is getting closer and closer?

"How long do you want to hide here?" Long Chenyan crossed his arms over his chest and stared at the small group of things.

Murong Piaoxue pecked her little mouth, and then raised her furry little head. Before she could think of how to deal with him, she had already fallen into his arms.

"You sneaked in to take a bath again? How long have you been here?" Long Chenyan hugged her and felt the fragrance of the bath. His eyes darkened, but he hugged her and left calmly.[

Murong Piaoxue was constantly plotting in her heart how to deal with Long Chenyan's interrogation later.

If he had really seen that "girl" just now, who was as smart as Long Chenyan, and saw him now, and the time and place were so consistent, he would have doubted her.

How can I say it more convincingly?

Murong Piaoxue thinks, has Long Chenyan studied psychology?

It's only been a short time since he returned to Panlong Palace, so why is he still "standing still"? In this way, the longer he "waits for sin", the more uneasy he will feel.

At that time, even his mind became a little cloudy, and he took the opportunity to "question" the truth. In this way, he would...

Fidgeting with his short and fat paws, Murong Piaoxue looked at Long Chenyan who finally came closer with a slightly aggrieved look.

Who is this damn man playing scheming tricks with, and he won't even let her go?

Hate you!

I won’t say anything later, what can you do to me?

Long Chenyan just stared at the motionless little guy quietly, and then, as usual, he stretched out his hand to follow her wet fur.

His movements seemed a bit gentler than usual.

So gentle that it made Murong Piaoxue feel a little fuzzy in her heart!

"Ouch!" He glared at Long Chenyan angrily, can't we fight quickly?

Long Longchen still stared at her and smiled lightly. After bathing, a few strands of hair fell around his face, giving his resolute face a touch of wildness.

Seeing that he still didn't pay attention to her intention, Murong Piaoxue got tired of waiting, crawled over, stretched out her fat and soft claws to grab his thigh, and then lay down on his thigh, raising her little head

He looked at him with wide round eyes.

Long Chenyan suppressed his smile, his eyes filled with deep thought, and then, as if he wanted to feel something, he slowly closed his narrow and beautiful red and phoenix eyes.

Murong Piaoxue blinked her eyes and lay softly on Long Chenyan's legs, purely using it as a pillow.

Seeing that he seemed to be troubled by something, her heart was agitated. What was he thinking about? [

If Long Chenyan suspected that the woman's identity was related to him, he should have asked earlier.

Suddenly, thinking of the man in black who fought with Long Chenyan, Murong Piaoxue suddenly realized. It seemed that he had been overthinking it. Long Chenyan must have been troubled by those things.

More likely, when the situation was urgent, he did not discover his original form in the hot spring.

Thinking of this, Murong Piaoxue finally felt relieved. Gradually, her eyelids closed tiredly...
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