Chapter 1272 Master's Little Demon Girl (6)

She seems to feel that she has been exposed and failed, and she is very embarrassed.

Xue Wuhen lightly reached out and handed the needle to her.

"Isn't it poisoned?"

Bai Weiwei suddenly reached out and grabbed the needle, and with her beautiful eyes, she gave him a coquettish glance.

"Who will be poisoned, you are my master, and I will not poison you if I poison anyone."

Emotions flashed across her face.

Like it, like it, dissatisfaction, dissatisfaction, and admiration for him is clearly visible.

But also very arrogant and cute.

Xue Wuhen's eyes darkened and he smiled.

"Master is also for your own good. Your needles should be quenched with venom at all times. People in the world are sinister. You have no foundation in martial arts. It is too late to teach you advanced martial arts, and excellent swordsmanship. Only by teaching you poisonous weapons can you protect yourself. "

Bai Weiwei pouted in dissatisfaction, she crossed her hands back, turned her face slightly, and looked at him with clear eyes.

"Master~"

Her voice was soft and sweet.

"I will never target the master with poison, and I still hope that the master will teach me swordsmanship. I think I will be as good as the master in the future."

Xue Wuhen's smile was even softer, his tone was kind, "If you learn the poison needle, you will be as good as me in the future."

Bai Weiwei snorted coquettishly, "It will perfunctory me, when will I be able to take revenge."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, her long skirt flowing elegantly with her movements.

Every move is so lively and lively.

Xue Wuhen looked at her indifferently.

However, she suddenly stopped and seemed to be hesitating, as if she was thinking of some crazy idea.

Then he saw her face sideways with a sly smile, and then she took a step and fell to the ground on purpose.

"Oops." She exclaimed exaggeratedly, "It hurts."

The system's face was expressionless, "Host, your acting skills are 10,000 times backward."

Bai Weiwei: "I just want this backward acting to make people see it on purpose."

Xue Wuhen's pervert likes her innocence and unpretentiousness, plus those actions to monopolize his sight.

The more she cared about his fooling around, the more excited he was.

go to him.

Sure enough, she saw such an exaggerated way of falling, and the groan of pain that was clearly deceiving.

Xue Wuhen sighed helplessly. His feet were as graceful as clouds and water, and he came to her.

He had already reached out to pull her up.

But Bai Weiwei raised her eyes, her eyes were round, but the tail of her eyes was long and narrow, which added a third of charm to her innocence.

She succeeded in laughing, her voice soft and sweet, "Master, I hurt."

Xue Wuhen's hand gently pulled her wrist, just trying to pull her up.

Hearing her words, he just paused and looked down at her,

His expression was still gentle and affectionate, but there was a dull light in the depths of his eyes.

He said softly, "Where does it hurt? I see that you didn't fall hard."

Bai Weiwei was not embarrassed to be exposed at all, instead she tilted her head and smiled charmingly, and then she raised her feet.

Her beautiful calves were exposed, and the tulle skirt slid down to her knees as she raised her posture.

The pink toes were stained with some dust, but instead they looked white and tender. The calf was as delicate and smooth as jade, and there were a few rose thorns on the soles of her feet.

A little blood bead came out, and it was so gorgeous that it scorched the eyes.

Bai Weiwei hides glamour in the corners of her eyes, she seems innocent and intentional.