Just looking at the boy's eyes carefully, a stormy sea suddenly ignited in his heart.
This kid is not a human being!
The head has horns and five claws—
Long? !
A juvenile young dragon!
Su Kuibo's radiant water eyes slowly put a smile away, and calmly looked at this seemingly innocent young dragon, thinking about why a dragon with noble blood would be willing to give a hand without a hand. The power of the chicken, even the most ill man acted as a servant.
It's really puzzling.
But Su Kui didn't sense malice from him, and he thought he should be harmless for the time being.
Seeing that she stared at herself in a daze and did not speak, and was looked at by a beautiful woman with such hopeful and affectionate eyes, he suddenly blushed embarrassedly and twisted: "Sister Beauty, why are you always Look at me? Is there any dirt on my face?"
"what?"
Su Kui blinked, making people even more dazzling with a smile. She shook her head and burst into laughter, "No, I think you are very cute."
After that, she lifted her foot up the steps, "Fei Chen, are you inside?"
A gentle and clean voice came from the gauze curtain, "Yes, Miss Qingyue, come in and sit down."
Lifting the curtains, the sandalwood in the tea pavilion curled up. The pale, but unusually calm man was playing with the tea set in a turbulent manner. Hearing her coming in, he poured a cup of tea for her without raising his head, and stretched out his palm: "please."
Su Kui raised her eyebrows without showing off her expression. This meant that she wanted to dismiss her after a cup of tea
She slowly lifted the skirt, sat down gracefully, raised her hand in the cakes wrapped in oil paper, and chuckled softly, "It's a coincidence, I made more cakes today, and I want to give you a taste. Now, Tea and cakes, don’t they match?"
Feichen poured the tea on his wrist, the tea spilled out of the cup, and a small jade-like hand was suddenly pressed on his hand, only listening to the woman whispering softly: "Be careful, Feichen, this hot one If the tea is splashed on your hands, you won't stop without curling up a piece of flesh."
However, he seemed to be possessed by some scourge, and suddenly withdrew his hand. The reason for the fast movement was that he knocked the cup over to the ground, and the fragile bone china broke into several pieces instantly.
Feichen stared at the bone china fragments on the ground in a daze.
"Girl Qingyue, please respect yourself!"
Su Kui blinked, frowned, and his tone was three-point aggrieved, "I'm just worried about you. If you don't like it, I won't do it."
Feichen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he didn't understand why Qingyue always refused to give in every step of the way. He was not used to being too close to people, even his biological parents.
It seems that he has lost the human touch in his bones, is numb to emotions, and does not like to talk.
Of course, his identity and background did not allow him to escape, so he had to change to another way and asked his father to agree to come to the remote Qingcheng to recover from his illness.
My father was right, he almost couldn't wait to pack his luggage and boarded the carriage that came to Qingcheng.
No, on the second day when he came to Qingcheng, he just went to the light rain for a while.
I accidentally met this woman with the same aggressive looks and temperament. She didn't give him a chance to resist. Whatever she said, she would do it in the next step.
Hearing her visibly depressed mood, he suddenly realized that when facing her, his good self-cultivation was thrown to the horizon unknowingly.