Chapter 1951 Give Xiaoque Que Shun Mao (1)

He has a stern face, a head of black hair, and his whole person exudes a cold temperament like a sword.

The tone of speech was neither hasty nor slow, calm and indifferent like a thread, but Yun Qingyan faintly felt... It was like an undercurrent under the glacier, and there was a kind of rain that was about to come.

Yun Qingyan's temple began to bulge and ache.

The elder brother is like a father.

Because his father had left since he was a child, and his grandfather had been overly doting, Guanghan had always played the role of half brother and half father.

The mess left by the accident in the previous life was all cleaned up by Guanghan.

At the same time, after cleaning up the mess, it is natural to be scolded and preached.

Yun Qingyan wasn't afraid of Guanghan's sharp temperament on weekdays, which almost cut people, but now this calm and indifferent appearance made her feel a little more at ease.

It seemed to recall the fear of being dominated by the old mother Guanghan in the memory of soul fusion.

Di Jiuque tapped lightly on the table with his fingers, and his cold and childish voice poured out like an ice spring, "It's time to have a good talk."

Yun Qingyan: "..."

She glanced around and found that Huo Yichen was already lying on the bed and fell asleep, although it could be seen from his breathing that he was in a fake sleep...

but……

It will always be a hundred times harder to wake someone who is pretending to be asleep than to wake someone who is fast asleep.

Want him to help, do not expect at all.

Yun Qingyan could only turn her eyes for help to Baili Qingxue, the only reliable big living person.

Baili Qingxue noticed her gaze, curved her lips and smiled gracefully.

Yun Qingyan: "..."

Yun Qingyan reluctantly accepted the reality, "Brother Guanghan, this is a public dormitory, let's talk elsewhere."

That kid Xuan Ting was still lying at the door watching this.

One's own reputation cannot be ruined like this.

At this time, Yun Qingyan hadn't thought that, with his unintentional words, he stepped on another thunder.

"Group dormitory?" Di Jiuque's upper eyelids drooped slightly, and his voice was indifferent.

Guanghan reacted the same way as him.

"Group dormitory?"

He knew that this was the place where they temporarily rested and prepared for the game, but at this time, he suddenly reacted to the meaning of the collective dormitory.

"Well, what's the matter?" Yun Qing looked over in a puzzled way, wondering why the two had such a big reaction?

Di Jiuque's voice seemed to be squeezed out of the gap between his teeth, every word, and it was as low as the Asura Ghost King's mouth.

"You sleep here at night? With them?"

Yun Qingyan just subconsciously wanted to nod her head, when she suddenly felt a shudder in her heart, and looked at Di Jiuque's face!

I almost forgot, her little Que Que is completely... a vinegar devil!

This situation is simply fatal! In other cases, the Emperor Jiuque can make sense, but there is only one thing... If you are jealous, even a hundred thousand god emperors can't hold it back!

Yun Qingyan suddenly felt a sense of urgency in his heart that was even more suffocating than when he was stared at by the God Emperor when he was defending the Yun family in the Eastern Sea Realm.

"Cough, there are Xing Lan and other contestants." Yun Qingyan reminded, proving that she was not alone.

There are more than two female competitors in the dormitory, but the previous games have been disqualified. Most of the people in this collective dormitory have left, and only a few waves of them are still here.

Moreover, it is said that they are sleeping here. Everyone is meditating and practicing at night. It is no different from camping outside together. The only difference is that there is a palace administrator here. Private fights are not allowed, which also ensures the safety of the contestants. .

People who have hated each other since the first meeting, rarely reach a high degree of consensus at this time.