Time rewinds back a few seconds ago, Qiao Le was leaning on the railing, looking at "Jun Yan" expectantly.

She was guessing what kind of thrilling beauty the other party should have under the armor.

until he dismounted, took off his armor, and pressed his sword......

At that second, the corners of Qiao Le's mouth twitched violently, and the tea that she had forgotten to swallow in her mouth suddenly poured into her throat, choking her to the point of almost suffocation.

Xuanyi brocade robe, flamboyant and wanton, the young man is extremely handsome, and his posture is slender. In the amber phoenix eyes, it seems that there is never too much emotion.

Dangerous, mysterious, obviously not cold, but very cold.

Raising his hand to beat his chest, Qiao Le coughed even more.

Yes, she just said familiar, can she not be familiar?

This is the first time we met, and I used the Dafa of "subduing people with virtue" to her!

He? Jun Yan? Just him?

At this moment, there were many words in Qiao Le's mind scrolling through the screen.

Independent, intelligent, powerful, good-looking, affectionate......

So, that's it?

At this moment, the character of the perfect male protagonist collapsed in her heart in an instant, and there was not even scum left.

Male protagonist, eternal god?

I'm afraid it's not the eternal plague god!

And just when Qiao Le was in MMP on the surface and in his heart, the other party raised his head.

Looking at each other, Qiao Le and Jun Yan split at the same time.

The upstairs and downstairs positions were swapped, but they still couldn't hide the embarrassment and speechlessness in each other's eyes.

Below, the mask in Jun Yan's hand glowed silver in the sun, but this dazzling color could not match the slight frowning doubt between the young man's eyebrows. The embarrassment in the phoenix's eyes was fleeting, the precipitous convergence, and the exploration and surprise emerged together.

Yes, isn't this his old acquaintance, the broom star who intercepted his military report yesterday, Lord Qiaole?

Upstairs, Qiao Le was patted on the back by agarwood for a while, and finally completely changed his breath. But lying on the railing, she found that as Jun Yan looked up at her, the red sleeves of the building seemed to look at her.

Not only them, but also the hundred officials led by their cousins, as well as the people in the middle of the road below.

Qiao Le never expected that his first attention in the novel was because he choked on tea.

"Hah...... Hahaha, what a coincidence......"

Gently stroking her chest, she had to squeeze out a smile at Jun Yan in response to the look. Although she can't accept the fact that the other party is Jun Yan until now.

"What a coincidence?"

Downstairs, Jun Yan lowered his eyes and handed the mask in his hand to his subordinates, but there was a playful deflection in his tone. Because whether this is a real coincidence or a false coincidence, he really needs to explore.

After all, as smart as he is, it is easy to guess that Qiao Le's reaction at the moment is because of him.

So what is this unlucky girl excited about?

A hint of enlightenment flashed in his mind, so much so that he raised his eyes to look at Qiao Le's gaze, which was a little strange.

Jun Yan: Could it be that she is really trying to figure me out?

At the same time, Qiao Le upstairs was clutching the railing tightly, because she was not only numb by the crowd of onlookers, but also had to face Jun Yan's undisguised scrutiny.

The more I looked, the more scared I became.

Qiao Le: Could it be that he wants to kill me again?

As a result, Jun Yan's eyes became more and more strange when he looked at Qiao Le, and Qiao Le's eyes looked at Jun Yan extremely innocently.

Talking to each other without words, chatting is perfect across servers.

The embarrassment spread through the air until a slightly cold voice thrust into the air like a dagger. Even the temperature around him dropped a few points because of this.

"You, that is Jun Yan?"

Not far away, there is a scumbag brother whose face is as black as water, and the iron fan in his hand is ready to move.