Obviously they are unmarried couples who are upright and honest, because Mao has become an adulterer in the eyes of others
Qianmo Qingcheng felt Yun Luoxue's uncomfortable, turned around and stared at her eyes. The expression of coldness that had originally faced the purple-clothed woman suddenly softened, as if it had suddenly turned from winter to spring, "She is the Palace of Purple Smoke. The Lord of the Palace has nothing to do with me."
Yun Luoxue stayed for a while, she didn't think that this woman had something to do with him
It was just that she was a little confused about the identity of the purple-clothed woman. Now that she heard Qian Mo Qingcheng say this, her heart instantly understood.
Smiles like a daisy, cute and simple, "I don't think she will have anything to do with you."
Qian Mo Qingcheng nodded in satisfaction. This is the person he loves, and he has never doubted him.
If two people want to go on for a long time, they must have the most basic trust.
Otherwise, is it tiring to live in suspicion
Qianmo Qingcheng was satisfied with what Yun Luoxue said, but the purple-clothed woman was not satisfied, very dissatisfied.
At the moment, the purple-clothed woman is not happy anymore, her condensed face has an unpleasant that cannot be ignored, "Little girl, who are you, dare to say this to this girl?"
Yun Luoxue sneered coldly. When facing the purple-clothed woman, when her aura was zero, her expression was arrogant and arrogant. It was not like a 14-year-old girl's aura, "Who am I, you won't look at it." Huh? You need me to teach you such a simple truth?"
Qian Mo Qingcheng grabbed Yun Luoxue's waist and smiled coldly at the question of the purple-clothed woman.
It was as if the purple-clothed woman was talking to Luo Xue like this, she was asking for trouble after eating.
Yun Luoxue's small figure stood coldly and arrogantly on the main hall, surrounded by a purple-clothed man protecting her.
The purple-clothed woman was suddenly angry. She was initially unhappy about Yun Luoxue's presence next to Qianmo Qingcheng, but now she heard Yun Luoxue's arrogant words, like a balloon pierced by a needle, she couldn't help but leak out. .
A jade finger stretched out and pointed at Yun Luoxue far away: "Little girl, there is something to talk big now, and wait for the soul to disperse later. Don't blame this girl for not reminding you, it's not so fun to irritate this girl."
Yun Luoxue furrowed her brows, she least likes people pointing at her with her fingers.
Luo Xue hadn't made a sound, but Qianmo Qingcheng on the side spoke, and her cold voice swept around with an icy coldness, "Dong Ziyan, take your finger back, otherwise, I will cut it off, you believe. Do not believe?"
Dong Ziyan was startled, and then he laughed as if he had heard something funny.
After the laughter, she said faintly: "Qianmo Qingcheng, you are comparable to me, I don't believe you can hurt me. Moreover, I don't believe it, you are willing to hurt me."
This sentence makes it sound to outsiders that almost everyone thinks that there is something between Dong Ziyan and Qianmo Qingcheng.
On the contrary, Yun Luoxue, a sardonic smile flicked across the corners of her eyebrows and eyes.
Qianmo Qingcheng's handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, coldly with arrogant domineering, facing Dong Ziyan, he didn't bother to take a look.
There was a bit of disdain implied in the magnetically clear voice, and a pair of purple eyes shot out a cold electricity. At this time, he was angry: "Dong Ziyan, do you know something?"
Dong Ziyan didn't react for a while, Liu Ye's eyebrows were slightly raised, and there was a bit of flattery in the air, "What's the matter?"
Qianmo Qingcheng's sharp eyes swept across her cheek, "You overestimate yourself."