She only thought Yun Yan simply wanted to learn.

Yun Yan turned his face to look at her. He had recovered in the past few days. His skin was fair and his face was lightly red. Under the light and shadow, his curled eyelashes were like butterflies spreading their wings and flying. Just one look made people fascinated.

Yun Yan's eyes became a little stranger. Jiang Juan's back chilled, thinking about whether she had done something that had let Yun Yan down. Otherwise, why would she think Yun Yan's eyes were the same as she wanted to hit her?

In just a moment, Yun Yan's gaze softened.

Yun Yan didn't know that he was affected by the dream, he was already trying his best to control himself.

Yun Yan raised his hand and moved his fingers slightly. A flower suddenly appeared on his fingertips, which was different from the flowers that changed from ginger rolls. The flowers in Yun Yan's hand were bright and delicate, which set off the white and slender porcelain-white color of his fingers.

Jiang Juan exclaimed in surprise and asked, "When did you learn it?"

She did feel the increase in Yun Yan's spiritual energy during this period, but she didn't check it carefully.

But Jiang Juan was still very happy to see that he made such rapid progress.

Seeing that she was a little happy, Yun Yan stared at her face in a daze, then bit the corner of her lips. The originally faint red color became even more rosy, as charming as blooming peach blossoms.

Yun Yan lowered her eyes and looked at the flowers on her hands, approached her, and plucked up the courage and said, "Master, I'll put them on for you."

It's not a question, but it's not an irrefutable tone.

Jiang Juan didn't know how much thoughts were hidden behind this flower, and he casually replied: "Okay."

She was also immersed in the excitement of her highness's cultivation.

Yun Yan pinched the flower, her cheeks approached, her eyes swept across her side face, and her white earlobes, and finally her black hair, which inserted the flower into the hair slanted. Yun Yan felt that a corner of her heart had collapsed.

Some unspeakable feelings came out of it.

He withdrew his hand and before he could hang down, the other party held his wrist. Her fingertips were warm and her tone was soft: "Yun Yan has made great progress recently, and it seems that she has worked very hard."

Such a compliment wiped out all Yun Yan's struggles.

Yun Yan's voice was extremely low: "Yeah."

After answering, Yun Yan felt that he almost knew what the other party’s next sentence was.

Before she spoke, Yun Yan said first: "Can the master stay and sleep with me tonight?"

Jiang Juan rarely sleeps with Yun Yan, mainly because he is afraid of disturbing Yun Yan.

Yun Yan was very reserved when facing her. Jiang Juan put it into his mind, thinking that he probably treated himself as an elder, and if she slept with her elders, it would be the same.

She was afraid that Yun Yan would be uncomfortable, so she didn't take the initiative to mention such a thing.

Now that Yun Yan is mentioned, Jiang Juan is still a little puzzled.

But then I thought about it, Yun Yan has been on the mountain for more than a year and has no family around me, so I must be lonely inside.

She agreed, "Okay."

Yun Yan glanced at the flower between her hair. The flower trembled twice with her movements, as if it was about to slide down. However, Jiang Zhuan was strong, and the flower was still growing on the branches, staying steadily between her hair.

Yun Banquet was very happy.

When he fell asleep, Jiang Juan no longer lie on his side.

She wore flowers on her head, too lazy to take them down, for fear that Yun Yan would lie down just like that.

Yun Yan was lying on her side and looking at her.

She slept until dawn, and Yunyan beside her fell asleep, and she was thrilling step by step.
Chapter completed!