Chapter 1839 Jing Chai
The white-haired Persian cat jumped slightly from the table to the ground. When the feet wearing leather shoes touched the ground silently, the cat had transformed into a human form.
Xining stared blankly, then took a small bite of the cake in his hand.
At this moment, I was still thinking about eating... After being pushed, Duan Fusheng's half-smiling expression looked a little bit revealing.
After waiting for a while, I didn't see her speak. I just looked at it a little stupidly, eating the cake slowly while watching. Duan Fusheng couldn't help it anymore: "Why don't you ask me why I came to you?"
"No~" answered simply.
Seeing Duan Fusheng's long face, he quickly changed his words, but the only question he asked was: "How did you find me?"
Even if he can be found in this crappy place, is it possible to search for Mo Ming's location? It's all a system.
Mo Ming rolled his eyes: "Do you know why he turned into a cat? All animals have special abilities, and cats walk silently and can track their prey. So he can find your location faster than Zhou Rui."
Xining turned to Duan Fusheng. This weird guy with short white hair tilted his head slightly, indicating his acquiescence.
"You'd better become a dog." Xining said sincerely: "Dogs can also track prey, faster."
Because of what happened last time, she is almost allergic to cats.
"But I like cats." Duan Fusheng brushed the long hair on his forehead that almost covered one of his eyes with the back of his hand, and said in a coquettish voice: "Cats are lighter than dogs, and they are more beautiful. It suits my personality!"
Hehe, the dog is loyal and the cat is cunning, they really fit your personality.
Mo Ming, who was sitting opposite, had a gaping mouth. Is this a laugh?
Duan Fusheng folded his arms and leaned back. But as soon as he reached the table, he straightened up and looked back, with a look of disgust on his face.
There is no need to do this. Just now I was lying on the table.
Duan Fusheng was standing there, looking down at her, as if he wasn't going to leave. How can people take advantage of this? What's more, seeing this pair of main god systems, they were all hairy.
Okay, okay, after swallowing the cake in his mouth, Xining asked helplessly: "Excuse me, this system, why are you here?"
Duan Fusheng's face finally became gentle again: "My Lord, seeing your hair hanging down, thought that your hairpin fell off last time, so he asked me to come over and give you a gift to apologize."
After speaking, he raised his hand, and in an instant there was a long brocade box in his hand, which he handed over.
"No, I think this is good." She took another small bite of the cake and talked while chewing: "Otherwise, it may fall off if you wear it."
This time Huang Luan came to look for trouble, and his body almost became weak again. Once his body became weak, he couldn't wear any extra accessories. Giving him a hairpin would be better than giving him a set of clothes, but she didn't dare accept the clothes Xie Ci'an gave her, as she would not be rewarded for her efforts. Regardless of whether it is a god or a human being, if a woman receives a gift without expressing it, her life will definitely not last long. Don’t be fooled by the fact that men are fools who give without expecting anything in return.
"Don't you want to open it and take a look? This thing is not expensive." Duan Fusheng held the brocade box in one hand and handed it to her.
"No, thank you, I appreciate it." Now I just want to finish the cake quietly.
When Duan Fusheng saw that she didn't answer and was very insistent, he opened the brocade box and took out the hairpin inside.
"It's Jing Chai." Duan Fusheng put the brocade box on the table, walked behind her, took Jing Chai in his mouth, and started to put her hair up.
Yi Chen had done her hair in the past. At that time, she felt very confused and she was really attracted to her. But now, the heart is also moved, but it is developing towards horror. Xining wanted to refuse, but as soon as she moved, Duan Fusheng's hand was placed on her neck.
A charming blue eye came close to the face, and the white teeth with two pairs of small tiger teeth bit the Jingchai. The red lips moved slightly, but the soft and waxy voice concealed a threat: "Don't move!"
Goosebumps all over my body immediately appeared, and I didn’t dare to move. Damn it, this whole system is so scary.
Duan Fusheng helped her make a simple bun, took off the Jingchai and inserted it, stepped back and admired it, and made a nasal sound with a long aftertaste: "Hmm~, not bad."
She didn't even think about reaching out and touching it. She took it off after the guy left. She was used to having her hair disheveled. Wearing this hairpin would make others think she had something to do with Xie Anci.
A soft, boneless hand was placed on her neck again, as if it could break her neck at any time.
Duan Fusheng leaned down again and whispered in her ear: "Don't take it off. This is made by Xie Anci himself. I have never seen him do anything for other goddesses. Just buy it. He made it Finally, leave it to me, do you know what you said?”
Who knows what was said, how could she know what these somewhat sophisticated masters were thinking.
"He said..." Duan Fusheng's soft voice always sounded sinister: "She is so stupid, and she is a perfect match for Jing Chai. Do you know what Zhuo Jing means?"
If she didn't have a heart, even if she had one, it would be weak, enough to make her little heart pounding unbearably.
Clumsy thorns are not clumsy thorns. In the ancient plane, they were equivalent to cheapness and chaff.
"Hehe~" Duan Fusheng smiled, but his hand was still on her neck, and his fingers moved slightly to feel the goosebumps on her skin: "He is passionate about you. This is a rare thing. You must not Live up to him, otherwise I don’t care who your system is, I will definitely give you a good look.”
What is this! Her mouth was full of bitterness and she sniffed: "Then you should ask him to kill me. I don't like him."
I don’t like him, and I don’t like you either. Neither of you are good.
Duan Fusheng's hand suddenly let go and he sat next to her. This bench is very long and can seat three or four people in a squeeze, enough for two people.
Immediately afterwards, Duan Fusheng's tone became much lighter: "It seems that you have deep prejudices."
Where is the prejudice? Could it be that it wasn't Xie Anci who killed her last time?
Duan Fusheng said leisurely: "There is no eternal enmity between the gods, nor is there everlasting love, only eternal interests. Over the years, no matter how much love, hatred, and hatred will be wiped out. Xie Anci did kill you, that is It's my idea. If you want to be angry, just be angry with me. It has nothing to do with him. If you don't know each other, he likes you. Think about what he did for you, changed his image, and even made Jingchai for you with his own hands. You should. Do you believe his sincerity?”
Xining held half a piece of cake and looked blankly at the monster's face, especially those green eyes, and said timidly: "I just want to eat cake and drink some tea." Do you like it or not? , I’m still young and don’t understand, so don’t tell me these things, okay?
Hearing that she deliberately changed the topic, and did so awkwardly, without being tactful at all, Duan Fusheng stared at her for a long time, and then burst out laughing.
Then he asked: "How much does this tea shop cost?"
Uh~, let's make a big deal, either buy the whole company, or contract this fish pond.
She immediately refused: "I just want to eat it now, and I want to eat something else next time."
Mo Ming, who was sitting opposite and had been silent, spoke up, but he usually didn't have anything nice to say when he spoke: "Is it possible that she should always be wearing a rough hairpin, come here once in a while, and eat this every time? It's really true love!"
It's really disgusting.
(End of chapter)