Lingchan is not playing around with others. For these overly nervous children, proper relaxation is necessary.
Many of these monks in Wushan are orphans who were picked up by their teachers and brought back to the mountain. Many of them have been on the mountain as long as they can remember and have never been down the mountain. Wushan is their home.
In turn, they will be very curious about the life of a human princess.
In Lingchan's brisk voice, they briefly forgot the painful urgency in their hearts, and all of them opened their eyes wide, full of innocent novelty.
Lingchan smiled and said: "Junior brothers and sisters are also welcome to visit my home in the future! We in Yan country also have many interesting things! I was slaying demons in Hanshan Mountain before, and the people of Huachun Mansion arranged a play for us in order to thank us. , specifically thank me for my kindness..."
"Wow--" The immature boys and girls grew up their eyes, and the young system in Chan Chan's mind also screamed: [Chan Chan is so awesome! It’s so easy to take down these little ones! Wushan’s new blood? From now on, he will be the fresh blood of our Yan country! The loyal followers of Empress Wen! 】
A group of people have completely forgotten Wushan's sect rules...but in the future, there may not be any sect rules.
At this moment, Fuyao Light came.
He stood in the shadows next to the carriage, quietly watching the laughing crowd around the campfire.
She is laughing.
The emotions that Fuyaoguang had been trying to control surged out at this moment.
His eyes were full of brilliance, and those words suddenly came out of his mouth, "...I am happy with you."
This is not like a confession, but more like a whisper, a sigh from the bottom of my heart.
really like you.
really like you.
His voice is not loud, but who among these monks is not very sharp? Everyone heard it, and a group of children blushed in embarrassment, looked at each other, and quickly found a few reasons to sneak away.
The originally lively venue suddenly became quiet, and Lingchan's face still had some blush from laughter, and her eyes were shiny and moist.
Lingchan looked at Fuyao Light with her eyes that seemed to be filled with stars.
Fuyaoguang was wearing a bamboo-green sleeved robe, with a circle of dark green trim rolled around the edges, pressing against his cold porcelain-like white skin.
He had a particularly cold face, and when he stood there, he had an ethereal aura that made the mortal world dare not touch him in the slightest.
He is not arrogant, and is even polite to others, but the sense of distance always expresses his rejection strongly. Every time he talks to someone, people ask themselves: Am I disturbing him? Am I being too presumptuous?
But now, these eyes that were always cold and hard suddenly melted away, turning into warm spring water, dewdrops on the petals, and light and warm tenderness.
Touching emotions flowed from Fuyaoguang's eyes and rushed towards Lingchan.
really like you.
Lingchan saw such words from his seriousness.
Lingchan waved to him and said with a smile, "Come here and sit next to me."
So someone quickly sat down next to her, keeping an arm's length politely and restrainedly.
Even if he confessed, he would control himself and not allow himself to get too close to Lingchan.
"What do you like about me?" Lingchan asked like everyone who is being confessed.
"I don't know." Fuyaoguang said honestly. He was much taller than Lingchan. He lowered his long eyelashes and looked at Lingchan with gentle eyes. He whispered: "You are like a dream. , it seems impossible to exist in reality, but it suddenly appeared in front of my eyes and caught my eyes immediately."
"I like you, but this is not a feeling I can control... You are very kind, gentle, kind, smart, and perseverant, but these are not the reasons why I am attracted to you." Fuyaoguang frowned, as if he was speechless. , I don’t know how to express my feelings.
Ling Chan deliberately asked, "What? Are you dissatisfied with me? You have to be as good as Daojun to like you, right?"
"That was not what I meant."
Fuyaoguang whispered: "There are many outstanding people in this world, but I don't like them. Gentleness, kindness, intelligence, perseverance... these are all good qualities, but regardless of whether you have these, I will like you." .”
"Because I like you, not these beautiful qualities."
Lingchan was stunned for a moment. She curled up her fingers and continued to criticize harshly: "That sounds nice, but would you like a bad guy? Why don't you like Xue Xingchi?"
She felt guilty after saying this...
Fuyaoguang was not angry. Instead, he curved his lips and gave a rare smile. In an instant, the ice and snow melted, spring returned to the earth, and his voice was like a clear spring in the mountains, murmuring.
"If you were a bad guy, I would also like you," Fuyaoguang chuckled, "Look, even your appearance of making trouble over nothing, I think is cute."
really like you.
Sincerity is always moving.
Lingchan's tongue was numb and she couldn't say any harsh words.
She blushed like a little girl and said halfway: "Thank you...?"
"I, I..." Ling Chan's ears became hot and her voice became smaller and smaller, "I also like you quite a lot..."
She put her chin on her knees, crossed her arms, covering most of her face, and stuttered: "Well, um, are we in love?"
After waiting for a long time, there was no sound in her ears. Ling Chan raised her head in confusion, only to see Fu Yaoguang sitting next to her, with a look of surprise on her face that she had just gotten lucky, motionless, as if solidified into a statue.
Fuyaoguang was so nervous that Lingchan could stand still again!
Lingchan stretched out a thin white fingertip and hummed: "Is it because you like me that you refuse to go to Wushan to slay the demon?"
Fuyaoguang answered honestly: "Yes."
"Hmph!" Lingchan curled her lips squeamishly and said dissatisfied: "Then when I asked you for help, why didn't you agree to it!"
"I agreed!" Fuyaoguang hurriedly defended himself.
"I was angry at the time. You made such a bad face to me. I was so angry! You should have told me your feelings earlier!"
Fuyaoguang was silent for a moment, and then he said softly, "I don't want you to think that I'm kidnapping you."
"I don't want you to be hypocritical to me and say things to me that don't suit your wishes because of Wushan."
Fuyaoguang's black eyes were clear, sober and sharp. He seemed not to have fallen into the sweet trap that Ling Chan had set for him, and said calmly: "Chanchan, you don't have to lie to me."
The light eyes seem to be able to see people's hearts.
Lingchan showed no signs of disbelief, slapped Fuyaoguang, and said angrily: "In your heart, this is who I am? Then you might as well like me because of my virtues! At least in your heart I am an honest person. people!"
She stood up, held up her skirt and ran away angrily.
In my mind, the system screamed: [Chanchan! Did he see it? So scary, so scary! The world of Xianxia is so dangerous! 】
[I can see it! ] Lingchan said calmly: [A man is not good at heart. The more you don't let him get it, the more he wants it! 】
Fuyaoguang: "..."
A cultivator with profound magic power has good body skills that are rare in the world, but he did not dare to hide. He received a firm slap from his sweetheart. After struggling for a while, he still did not dare to catch up. He hesitated for half a minute and ran away to Pei Ruomian again. He used his trump card to pull the person out of bed, opened his mouth to show off: "Chanchan said she likes me!"
Pei Ruomian: "...Are you sick? I can't treat the brain here!"
I suggest you go back and sleep for a while!
