The next day came in a blink of an eye.
When Yun Yaoling found out that she was on Bei Wucen's lap when she woke up, she was a little dumbfounded.
His expression froze and he was about to speak.
Bei Wucen, who woke up before her, saw Yun Yaoling's dumbfounded expression and spoke first, showing an extremely surprised expression.
"Hey, Lingling, why are you sleeping here with me?"
"It's not your masterpiece."
Yun Yaoling's heart tightened when she heard this.
She remembered that she slept in the farthest place from Bei Wucen last night, so why did she end up here?
"It's not me.
I went to bed earlier than Lingling last night.
Is Lingling sleepwalking?"
Bei Wucen had a smile hidden in his eyes, but his expression was very serious.
Upon hearing this, Yun Yaoling was not sure.
She remembered that when she was with Feng Mingye, she slept well several times, and when she woke up, she was in the arms of the young master.
Could she really sleepwalk?
Thinking like this, Yun Yaoling's face turned a little red, how could she have such a problem.
It's terrible.
Bei Wucen had been observing Yun Yaoling's expression, and found that Yun Yaoling seemed to believe his words, and smiled secretly in his heart.
This little girl Ling Ling is so easy to deceive.
"It seems that Lingling likes to get along with me very much.
She even comes to me when she is sleepwalking.
Hey, my legs were numb after being pressed by you all night."
Bei Wucen laughed, his handsome face under the morning light.
Extraordinarily eye-catching.
"I'm sorry, I don't know."
Yun Yaoling's expression was stiff, but she still believed Bei Wucen's words in her heart.
After all, she was an Ah Yao with a criminal record.
Now she actually ran into someone else's arms again.
If the young master knew about it, she couldn't help but shudder.
She feels sorry for the young master.
Wait, what is she thinking?
Sleepwalking cannot be controlled.
"Okay, then rub your numb legs for me."
Seeing that Yun Yaoling actually believed it, the smile on Bei Wucen's face became even wider.
He stretched out his calf and let Yun Yaoling rub it.
Yun Yaoling was already feeling guilty and embarrassed, so she didn't refuse and obediently helped Bei Wucen rub his calf.
However, she also discovered a strange thing, that is, Bei Wucen's legs were as hard as iron.
As soon as the other warriors woke up, they saw that their Highness was cheating and bullying Miss Yun again, and they couldn't help but shake their heads, but no one exposed Bei Wucen's little plan.
Bei Wucen looked at the extremely obedient Yun Xiaoling, and his heart became more and more happy.
He couldn't explain this feeling clearly, but he just liked seeing this interesting little girl.
"Okay, okay, my hands are sore."
Of course, he didn't really let Yun Yaoling keep pinching his legs.
After all, he was made of gold and his body was extremely strong.
It was hard to be hurt by a sword.
If he pinched it for a long time, he might be injured.
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The hand that touches the cloud rings the bell.
As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Yaoling immediately put down his hand and ran to the farthest corner to sit down.
From now on, she will stay ten meters away from Bei Wucen.
Bei Wucen: As for running that far, he didn't do anything.
Because the desert sand and sea were too windy, everyone could not walk for long.
After walking, they stopped to rest.
And Yun Yaoling is on the verge of promotion.
Bei Wucen discovered Yun Rattle's situation and immediately informed everyone to protect this place.
Let Yun Yaoling advance with peace of mind.
In the corner, Yun Yaoling sat down cross-legged, feeling the turbulence of the spiritual energy in the spiritual sea.
Keep your mind steady and wait wholeheartedly for the moment of advancement.
"Your Highness, tonight is the night of the full moon."
Not far away, a sixth-level martial artist walked up to Bei Wucen and reminded him in a low voice.
"So fast."
When Bei Wucen heard this, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and a touch of sadness appeared on his face.
Strongly pampering the devil's concubine: Evil Lord, too fierce :