Ze Feng closed his eyes suddenly and opened them quickly. His eyes were suddenly in the air, and they collided with a pair of bright and dark pupils. Those eyes were so clear and clean that they looked like crystal balls he played with when he was a child. I really want a tough guy to plunge in, willing to sink.
"Uncle?"
With a light and fluttering sound, Ze Feng's distraction was smoothly recalled. Ze Feng took a deep breath, pushed Su Kui's head away, and said in a deep voice, "Wei Quiet, speak well, what are you doing in a surprise?"
"But, I'm asking the uncle about things, and the uncle hasn't answered me yet!"
Su Kui blinked aggrievedly, pinching the chair with both hands and looking at him.
Zefeng:...
Where does he have the real answer? I just watched it and didn't think too much at the time, just because of curiosity. In addition, that comic made him dream of bizarre dreams for a period of time, which is still vivid in retrospect.
And the thing drawn by the girl in front of her, the fox fairy named Qingyue, who left Qingqiu and gave up her bones just to stay together with Qingyue, who was not in the dust, what does it have to do with the person in front of her
The air became thicker, and every breath seemed to suck in a factor that made the heart restless. Zefeng didn't know what it was, but he didn't feel uncomfortable.
He moved his sparse eyelashes, and his slightly drooping eyelids concealed the contemplation in his eyes.
For the first time in thirty years, I felt so strange.
He couldn't help frowning and frowning again—
After a long while, under Su Kui’s scorching eyes, he finally spoke slowly, “Wei Qui, I’m ten years older than you, and I don’t know what you’ve experienced at your age. But if you call me uncle, I’ll take You treat it as a junior, you tell me your name, and I naturally want to see if your level has dropped."
Oh? Is that so
Su Kui raised her eyebrows, cupped her chin in both hands, and motioned Ze Feng to continue speaking, not to interrupt her.
"It turns out that you are excellent. Congratulations, you are one step closer to your dream."
The boundaries of cartoonists are very broad. What is a real cartoonist? This requires Su Kui to explore it himself.
"The story and style are very good. More fans like you. I am happy for you."
Is it really? Zefeng didn't know.
When he said the phrase "I treat you as a junior", deep in Ze Feng's heart, there seemed to be a weak voice, telling him over and over, "No, no—"
But what is it? He is not clear.
"Well, it seems that I misunderstood it~" Su Kui slumped in disappointment, "There is still a long way to go if you want to catch up with the uncle!"
Abandoning this rhetoric, Su Kui said goodnight and turned around to leave Zefeng's room.
As everyone knows, because of her words, the person behind her heart turned up against the stormy sea.
"Ahem, ahem..."
Zefeng couldn't help coughing, and the roots of his ears were slightly hot. What does it mean to chase him? Are the girls now so open and bold
He pursed his lips, feeling a bit dry in his throat, and couldn't help but feel like he wanted to say something.
However, listening to the sound of the door opening and closing, after all, he did not speak, and continued on the topic.
Does Su Kui's words really have no effect on Zefeng
Early morning light sneaked in through the gaps in the curtains, and on the slightly dim ceiling, there was a light that was refracted like an aurora.