Beihuang Fan could naturally hear the conversation between Qing Shui and the others from the side, and the corner of his mouth could not help but curl up with a nice smile. He didn't know why, but he felt relaxed in his heart. He liked to listen to him speak, and say those unreasonable and irritating words.
"Perhaps I'm too regular and too popular, and she likes the alternative." The young master of the Demon Sect finally said it softly, and came up with such a theory.
"Qing Shui, am I really a pretty boy?" Bei Huangyu said seriously, touching his face.
"Absolutely. I'm not sure about other things. This is definitely true. You don't have to be pale to be considered a pretty boy." Qing Shui also said seriously.
"How can he be considered a pretty boy?" Bei Huangyu humbly asked for advice.
"Do you think you are handsome or not?" Qing Shui asked.
"Of course he's handsome. It's not that I'm narcissistic, but he's really handsome..."
Qing Shui thought that this was not narcissism, but he did have the ability to be narcissistic.
"Then tell me, are most girls chasing you?" Qing Shui asked.
"Yeah!" Bei Huangyu said proudly.
"After you went to bed with them, you didn't establish a relationship, and you didn't pay them. They even had to cook and buy you food." Qing Shui said solemnly.
"I know all this." Bei Huangyu felt very proud. A man like this would definitely feel proud. After all, he is still a beauty when a woman falls in love with him, so he can greatly satisfy his inflated vanity.
"Okay, you are a real pretty boy. A pretty boy has a twisted mentality, harms others and himself, and is more dangerous than a prostitute." Qing Shui smiled.
Bei Huangyu was stunned. It turned out that this was the pretty boy. He didn't know the pretty boy. In his opinion, the pretty girl should be kept by women and had no dignity and status. He was surrounded by women. He was like an emperor. He didn't expect this. Also a pretty boy.
"How can I be a pretty boy?" Bei Huangyu retorted.
"Understood, you are an extension of the pretty face. You can be said to be a high-level pretty face. In other words, you are a very successful pretty face. You have pushed the pretty face's career forward a lot and promoted the development of the pretty face's career in mainland China."
"If I can beat you, I will definitely beat you up." Bei Huangyu said angrily.
"Why am I inferior to you? Why doesn't she like me?" The young master of the Demon Sect asked again at this time.
The reason Qing Shui mentioned before was not a reason at all, so he asked again.
"Didn't I tell you that you are not good-looking? This is innate, no one can blame you." Qing Shui said.
"I want to fight you again." The young master of the Demon Sect said.
"Let me tell you now why no woman likes you." Qing Shui said.
"Um!"
"You are a reckless man. You know how to fight and kill. What else can you do? Besides fighting and killing, I know how to cook. I am absolutely top-notch. I know medical skills. As long as I still have breath, I can kill him. After being brought back from hell, I can draw, I can play the piano, I can refine medicine, I can tame animals, I can massage..." Qing Shui said and found that he knew a lot of things.
Then the young master of the Demon Sect was stunned. Thinking about it, at least he knew that this person did have medical skills and could cook. As for the other things, he didn’t know, but maybe he really could. Think about what he knew, but he didn’t know how to cook. This should be I don’t know how to do a lot of things, including medical skills, and I think a lot of people don’t know how to do this. Painting, is this what men should do? Playing the piano is just like painting...
Bei Huangyu also fell silent and looked at Qing Shui in disbelief. Like the young master of the Demon Sect, he basically spent all his time on cultivation to achieve his achievements today. It does not mean that geniuses also need 99%. Sweaty.
"Master, really a master, please teach me, I don't want to be a pretty boy." Bei Huangyu said exaggeratedly.
Naturally, the young master of the Demon Sect cannot be like Bei Huangyu, but he is also deep in thought. Maybe he is right, but he cannot have his cake and eat it too. He cannot give up Wu, so he no longer shouts to fight Qing Shui. , but took a deep look at Bei Huangfan and turned around and walked back.
Beihuang Fan never raised his head to look at anyone from beginning to end, but she knew everything here and knew that the young master of the Demon Sect looked at her. From the beginning, she knew that there was no possibility of being with him. Don't say that she didn't like him. Nothing came of it as to the identities of the parties.
After Qing Shui appeared, he found that this guy was pervasive and could actually get into her heart and mind.
Qing Shui patted Bei Huangyu on the shoulder: "You must be sincere in your feelings. A great man once said that falling in love without the purpose of marriage is a hooliganism."
After saying this, Qing Shui walked to Bei Huangfan and sat down: "Woman, I will drive away a man you hate."
"You're really good at bluffing people. Do you really know what you say?" Bei Huangfan said with a smile.
Qing Shui had said a lot before, and she naturally knew that many of the things Qing Shui said could actually be done, such as medical skills, cooking, and painting.
"Of course!" Qing Shui said with certainty.
"Last time, I was in a hurry. Come on, let me teach you a piece of music. I believe you will like it." Qing Shui took out the Phoenix Tail Qin and played the song in the shape of Phoenix.
As Qing Shui's strength and realm increase, the power that comes out naturally becomes terrifying.
What Qing Shui was looking for was to play a piece of music that was powerful and overpowering. Beihuang Fan's realm of heaven was higher than Qing Shui's, so it was very suitable for this piece. She was fascinated by it as soon as she heard it. She also had a piano, and it was a good one. , learn from Qing Shui.
Needless to say, she is talented and has a good foundation, but it still takes a lot of time to learn Qing Shui's music. Qing Shui almost sat behind her, the two of them sat cross-legged, the piano was placed on Bei Huangfan's lap, Qing Shui was like a hug She also played it hand in hand from behind. Beihuang Fan closed his eyes slightly, and his heart followed the feeling.
She felt very good. The masculine scent and natural aura on Qing Shui's body made her realize that the original man's scent could also smell so good.
Bei Huangyu felt very happy looking at Qing Shui and his aunt, but the young master of the Demon Sect in the distance had his heart sinking again, and it was the kind that could not rise again. How does it feel to have your heart cut like a knife, looking at the one you like? The beloved woman is happily nestled in the arms of another man.