The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 2027: Love rivals (3)

As night falls, the members of the Chiyan Squad are making final adjustments.

Shen Yanxiao squatted in the room, calmly absorbing the nucleus.

Longshen sat aside, leaning on Erlang's legs, and ate the snacks extorted from Tao Tie from time to time. From time to time, he wanted to open his mouth to say something. As a result, a great **** gave the words with warning eyes Swallowed.

Would he be so fierce, wouldn't he just want to talk about something casually? It won't bother Shen Yanxiao and Xiu Lian, whether someone should be so severe.

The dragon **** who really wants to protest can't beat a certain overbearing uncle, so he can only rub his own manners into his arms.

"It has a strange smell." Dragon God frowned suddenly.

Xiu glanced at him.

Dragon God flinched his neck immediately.

Shen Yanxiao's door was knocked at this time. The slamming of the door disturbed her from the practice. She opened her eyes, looked at several people in the room, and stood up to open the door.

The Chiyan team often came to her room to report the results of the battle these days, but every time they did not find Xiu and Dragon God sitting in the room, the enchantment of the Xiu completely blocked the sight of these undead teenagers. Shen Yanxiao didn't think so, and went straight to open the door.

But when the door was opened, Shen Yanxiao froze.

A handsome, handsome young man standing outside the door of the room, his cramped expression and a luxurious dress completely out of tune.

"The Prince of the Dark Night?" Shen Yanxiao raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at the Night that she suddenly visited.

Since encountering in the hotel that day, Shen Yanxiao has never seen Ning Ye again. What is he doing here to find her now?

Is it really because the power of the night belongs to her body?

Xiu's speculation emerged in Shen Yanxiao's mind.

Ming Ye looked at Shen Yanxiao, and her handsome features visited a girl's room late at night with a touch of stiffness, which was a very unexpected thing.

"You're Yan Di?" Ming Ye calmed his tangled heart, and looked at Shen Yan Xiao with a mild smile on his face.

"Yes." Shen Yanxiao nodded.

"Will you go to the game tomorrow?" Ming Ye asked.

"What?"

Ming Ye cleared her throat and said, "I heard that your students also participated in this trial, and their already entered the quarterfinals. Tomorrow they will go to the finals. You didn't seem to go before. Watching their match, tomorrow ... because it is the quarterfinals, my father and king will go, you ... go? "

Ming Ye's voice is soft, but the voice is tense.

Shen Yanxiao frowned at Ming Ye, totally ignorant. The Prince of the Night came to find herself in the middle of the night, just to ask her if she would go to see her students tomorrow? How does this logic sound so weird?

And ...

Is n’t the father of the night the ancestor of the undead?

Why does the ancestor of the undead go to watch the game?

Shen Yanxiao couldn't understand what the prince of the language logic completely wanted to express.

In the room, Xiu leaned against a wall that was only a stone's throw away from Shen Yanxiao. There was no sign of strangeness in her quiet expression.

However, the dragon **** sitting opposite Xiu had an expression of thief. He stared at the night outside the door, and looked at Xiu with a calm expression, an expression that stopped talking.

Nothing! This is not right!

The tone of this undead prince, how can you listen more and more ...