Chapter 22 Strong words
Fang He obviously could not be dismissed casually, and his interest did not diminish: "Then why did she give you the sword spike?"
He imitated Jiang Yu's appearance when he left, and deliberately said coquettishly: "Don't give it to Fang He yet!"
Yuan Heng was too lazy to pay attention to him, put away the tassel and sword, packed up the ball of silk thread, got up and left.
Fang He quickly caught up: "Senior brother!"
He hurriedly caught up with Yuan Heng in a few steps, then slowed down, looked around with a guilty conscience, and said carefully: "You said-"
Yuan Heng paused and stopped to listen to what he said. Fang He then moved closer to Yuan Heng's ear: "Senior brother, tell me, does Miss Jiang have a crush on you?"
It's not that he was talking nonsense, he felt that he had some clues in the secret realm. Even if the husband's voice was a task arranged by Qin Ling, was she too sultry?
Besides, she looked so angry just now. Isn't it obvious that she wanted to give a gift to her sweetheart, but she was offended by her incomprehensible style?
Fang He smiled meaningfully, as if he knew something important.
Yuan Heng felt that he was so lost that he stopped to listen to what he wanted to say. If he had been more lively, he would have rolled his eyes at this man.
Although he thought so, he still couldn't help but think of the sword spike that he had just put into his storage bag. His eyelashes trembled, and he lowered his eyes slightly, showing a little loss. He quickly covered it up and threw it away. One sentence: "Don't talk nonsense."
Without waiting for Fang He to react, Yuan Heng had already left in a hurry, leaving him pouting with unfinished thoughts and running towards Sangyang excitedly like a butterfly.
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Wei Xu has a panoramic view of the interaction between Jiang Yu and Yuan Heng.
Wei Xu sneered at Jiang Yu's behavior.
"You are deceiving the feelings of a pure young man." Wei Xu stood at the door of Jiang Yu's room holding his sword, watching her take out eight sword spikes of different colors and styles from her storage necklace, tilting her head and picking them again Take out two silver ones and place them separately in another place.
"So what?" Jiang Yu snorted lightly and put the sword spikes in a row into the storage ring one by one, nonchalantly, "Anyway, I am about to destroy the peace of the three realms, and I am not allowed to be a demagogue. A witch?" Wei Xu rolled his eyes faintly: "You are the only one who still wants to--" He looked Jiang Yu up and down and paused for a moment.
First of all, he had to admit that Jiang Yu did have a good skin. At first glance, he was not aggressive at all. When he looked at him intently, it was hard not to feel close to him.
Secondly, even if Jiang Yu doesn't have many tricks to confuse people, he is still more than enough to deal with Yuan Heng.
Although he hadn't finished speaking, Jiang Yu still easily heard what he meant, and stared at him with wide eyes: "What are you thinking? You don't believe me?!"
"I believe it, I believe it." Wei Xu raised his head perfunctorily, "It's just that my conscience hurts."
"Young Master Yuan has never even held a girl's hand."
Jiang Yu said confidently: "Then I have never held the hand of another man?"
Wei Xu's eyebrows twitched slightly: "I'm not a human?"
"Can that be the same?" Jiang Yu retorted, "Then if Yuan Heng has a sister, can you guarantee that he has not held the hand of a sister in his family?"
Wei Xu was slightly stunned. He looked at Jiang Yu and saw that the other person's almond-shaped eyes were clean and clear. If he didn't have any emotions, he could only be filled with anger.
He didn't know what he was thinking, but he suddenly smiled and snorted: "Strong words."
(End of chapter)