then.
Fu Yue's eyes fell on Qi Chen's neck, and there was a faint tendency to look down.
The skin on the neck of a man is fair, more delicate than that of a girl, like fine porcelain. There is a shallow arc of Adam's apple on the top, delicate.
Fu Yue continued to stare at Qi Chen.
Qi Chen: "...??"
He was shocked by Fu Yue's gaze.
The man turned his eyes slightly, and the peach blossom eyes flashed, "What are you looking at me like that for?"
There was a bit of expectation in his tone that he didn't realize.
As for, what to expect and why
Qi Chen himself didn't know.
Fu Yue: "Nothing."
She looked away, a look of disappointment flashed in her eyes.
She couldn't see the slightest trace of Qi Chen's disguise, no accident, this face was the original one. Otherwise, it can only be said that Qi Chen's disguise technique has reached its peak.
Now, she only needs to see if Ji Qinglin is disguised, then she will probably be able to know the truth...
Yu Yan, who was lying on the outside of the carriage curtain and eavesdropping, almost pricked up her ears.
Tsk, I can't hear you clearly.
Why is there no sound
Yu Yan raised his head in doubt, almost peeing in fear.
She saw Qi Chen poking his head out of the carriage, looking at her coldly.
At this time, Qi Chen had put on the mask again, covering that beautiful face.
Yu Yan raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.
"I was wrong, I'll go right away."
Qi Chen lowered the curtain, his appearance was noble and glamorous, he did not have the mentally handicapped beautiful girl Yu Yan.
While Qi Chen was looking out, Fu Yue suddenly thought of a theory.
In other words, when a person is relaxed, if his name is called, there is a high probability that the other party will subconsciously agree.
Fu Yue wanted to try it.
So, she turned to Qi Chen's back and called softly: "Ji Qinglin."
unexpectedly.
The other party didn't subconsciously agree at all, but he turned his head immediately, his voice was low, and his tone had an inexplicable sense of danger: "Who are you calling?"
Same red coat.
But it gives people a completely different feeling.
Fu Yue was a little disappointed, she slowly clenched the fingers on the sleeve, and the piece of fabric was rubbed badly by her.
Is it really not
Fu Yue was confused.
A strange voice in her heart told herself.
Qi Chen is Ji Qinglin.
Seeing that Fu Yue didn't speak, Qi Chen's eyes darkened, and his words gradually became threatening, "You called Ji Qinglin at me? Why...you recognized me as him?"
This is obviously a proposition.
Fu Yue had no doubts that if she said yes next, she would be directly hacked to death by Qi Chen, the devil.
Fu did not persuade Yue: "Yes."
"You like red clothes as much as he does, and you have the same body shape. What's so strange about it?"
Fu Yue said this quite frankly.
It made Qi Chen feel angry for a while but had nothing to say.
Qi Chen narrowed his eyes.
"you like him?"
Fu Yue originally wanted to deny it, but thinking of Qi Chen's weird behavior just now, she nodded in a strange way, and said yes again.
Admit it frankly.
"He treats me so well, isn't it reasonable for me to like him? Why, if I don't like him, does he like you?"
"Qi Chen, I'm not crazy."
This is very ironic.
Qi Chen abruptly crushed the limp corner in his hand.
"What? Are you waiting for him to save you now?"