"Brother, change your ...... so soon"

The soft sound of the bead curtain flickering, Lan Feng looked up and saw the person, put down the book, got up and walked out from behind the table.

But when he saw the girl following behind the young man, his face quickly became gloomy, and he gritted his teeth a little bit word by word:

"What do you want to do?"

Qianling hid behind Lan Yue, revealing a pair of eyes staring at Lan Feng's pig's liver-colored face, and blinked innocently:

"Come and shop...... Nothing. ”

Lan Feng glared at her, his gaze swept behind her to make sure another trouble didn't arise.

He has had enough time in the past half a month.

It's the first time I've seen how terrible it is for women to fight to the death.

All the time, anytime, day and night, all sorts of strange gifts and fleshy notes appeared in his windows, doors, flower pots, and even cups.

He understands Longya's temperament, and he will never dare to trespass it if she has a hundred dares. He could figure it out with his toes who was behind the scenes.

But there was nothing he could do about this man.

Lan Feng, the realm spirit lord who is ruthless and decisive in his methods, has guarded the demon clan with his thunderous wrist for many years, and has shocked the Quartet.

This is the first time I have tasted the taste of "grievance".

Sensing the silent "battle" of the two lines of sight in the air, Lan Yue was caught in the middle, and it was neither left nor left to go.

The expression that has always been indifferent and traceless is like a cracked mirror, revealing something unnatural, but unexpectedly much more vivid. The long black hair fell down to the waist, and the long eyelashes on the fair and beautiful face drooped down, and the orange soft light of the study flowers and branches was plated.

"Speak. Until someone twisted him on the back of his hand, he looked back and saw the girl's round eyes, half encouraging and half threatening.

The door of the brain hurts a little.

"Lan Feng ......" he paused and opened his mouth lightly.

Lan Feng was glaring at Qianling, retracting his gaze when he heard the sound, and looked at him with inquiring eyes.

The long eyelashes were raised slightly, revealing the rose-stained bottom of his eyes, Lan Yue looked at him, and her thin lips opened lightly:

"What do you think?"

Lan Feng frowned and looked at him for a long time before he realized, and a pair of blood-colored eyes widened in an instant, staring at him in disbelief.

Although I knew that my brother was too doting on this pet with teeth and claws, I didn't expect it to come to such a point.

He thought of the uncles and uncles at the bottom of the valley who were called by their wives all day long, cautiously walking on thin ice, but if they didn't pay attention, they would be scolded for being bloody, and they would also call beating and scolding and loving.

Probably before today, at least, he had never been so worried about what kind of life his cold brother might live in the future.

Qianling looked at the back of the person in front of her, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she quietly held his hand and pinched it to express encouragement.

Lan Yue was not comfortable at this time. He was like a piece of wood caught between the shadows of the sword and sword, and he had to speak hard.

The hand that held him, the warm temperature, but like a dangerous stove or a time bomb, conveyed the meaning of threat at all times.

He could even think of someone pounced on him with their small spiky tiger teeth when they were angry.

Once bitten by a snake, he was afraid of the well rope for ten years.

The heart is reluctant, but the body still obediently does it.

During his months in Ehrenis, he seemed to have been domesticated by her.

Qianling sighed softly, shook his hand, and naturally stepped forward to block him.

She could see that Satsuki was in a quandary.

It is not easy for a person like him to be cold and reticent to talk about such things as matchmaking.

I'll have to treat you later.

She looked at Lan Feng with a smile, and her eyes showed the cunning of a fox and a fake tiger:

"Lan Feng, what did your brother ask you?"

But well......

As long as Xiao Yue is willing to speak, this matter is half the story.

Lan Feng glared at her for a while, and then looked at the person behind her who was silent and only looked at him with sympathetic eyes, and wrote with a clear face, "I can't help it, if you admit it", he scolded him a hundred times and thousands of times in his heart.

Long.

"I think. A smile tugged at Lan Feng's stiff face, but the blue tendons on his forehead were throbbing, "Satisfied?"

Qianling's eyes widened, as if she didn't expect it to go so well, and asked again: "Really, really?"

Lan Feng looked at her coldly and nodded.

Even my brother has moved out, and God knows what else this troublesome spirit will do.

You should come down first, and there is nothing to lose.

Qianling jumped up excitedly, took out a small conch from the pocket of her skirt, shook it, and a voice came from inside:

"I think. ”

"I think. ”

"I think ......"

……

……

Lan Feng froze, his eyelids jumping slightly.

"Remember what you promised. Qianling put away the little conch and blinked, "Otherwise, I may be in a good mood one day, so I will go to the bottom of the valley to set up a stall, so that everyone can feel the charming voice of Lord Lan Feng......

"And his bad temper. ”

"You ......" Lan Feng's eyes were so thick that they were about to drip out, and he saw someone staggering out of the study like a victorious fighting, and for the first time he was angry in his own territory.

This minx. Other people's affairs are still so hard, if one day she falls in love with someone, I don't know how she will change her tricks to "force marriage"?

Thinking so, he stared at his brother who was calm next to him, and suddenly became worried again.

Feeling his gaze, Lan Yue also raised her eyes to look at him, her loose black hair was gilded with candle flames, and her face was hazy and beautiful.

"Really, don't think about it?"

Lan Feng lowered his eyelashes and was silent, and slowly raised his eyes to look at him:

"Lan Feng will not marry in this life, my brother should understand. ”

Lan Yue stared at him, lowered her eyelashes slightly, and was silent.

"I think. ”

"I think. ”

"I think ......"

The morning breeze swept through the sea of clouds, the green waves of the forest swayed under the clouds, and the small Dark Golems swept over the branches and chirped.

Ancient trees carry tree houses, rising from the bottom of the forest, standing out from the flock of chickens overlooking the greenery of the world.

Longya sat in the treetops, her short black skirt scattered on her knees, and her short blonde brown hair, which was slightly curled, swept from her cheeks in the wind.

She was holding a recording conch in her hand.

The same sentence is played over and over again.

Qianling walked over from the tree house, jumped up and ran up to sit next to her, shaking a pair of bare feet:

"How's it going, are you happy?"

She pursed her lips and didn't speak.

Qianling took a closer look, but her eyes were red.

"Not really, right? It's not ...... I should be happy. Qianling reached out and wiped the corners of her eyes with a sad face, and rubbed her head again.

Longya shook his head, sniffed, and raised his sparkling eyes to look at her:

"Qianling, you are so powerful, Lord Lanfeng is willing to consider it...... It's something I never dreamed of. ”

She smiled softly, swaying her feet leisurely, and looked up at the huge clouds floating above the forest.

"You're my best friend. I don't worry about you, who will?"

Longya looked at her, and the circles in her eyes turned redder again.

"There's such a thing as falling in love...... she looked at the sky, her light chestnut hair dancing in the wind, "it's often hard for me to muster up the courage to fight for it." ”

"Sometimes I think if I like someone and I have someone around me who can help me, maybe ......"

The ending will be very different.

She smiled, closed her eyes, and felt the wind tickle the tip of her nose. A low murmur, like a sigh, like an emotion.

Just like an old lady, sitting on a chaise longue at dusk, quiet and serene......

Reminiscing about the story of a distant previous life.