Fenlong eats quickly, but his eating appearance is not ugly. It didn't take long for him to finish his meal and get up to leave.

And Mo Jianxue and Shen Qing'er only ate a third.

Seeing Fenlong get up, Mo Jianxue was a little surprised, "You finished eating so quickly?" ”

Fenlong glanced at her coldly, glanced at the girl next to her by the way, and left without looking back.

In the dining room, the disciples had already come in one after another.

Fenlong hates to stay in crowded places.

Looking at that cold back, Shen Qing'er felt extremely embarrassed.

"Why did you just ask people, and they ignore you."

"Hee-hee. Who knew that this person shouldn't have a conversation. But Shen Qing'er, it turns out that you like this? ”

"Who said I liked it!"

Shen Qing'er still wanted to deny it, but the crimson on her face had already betrayed her.

Mo Jianxue then teased: "Your preferences are really unique. But it's pretty good-looking, and it's not too bad. ”

"Do you want me to help you?"

Thinking of what Mo Jianxue had just done, Shen Qing'er hurriedly refused: "Don't, don't." ”

Facing Shen Qing'er's dislike, Mo Jianxue could only sigh helplessly: "Okay." ”

Shen Qing'er remained reserved on the surface, but every time she hurried to the dining room to see Fenlong.

In order to avoid embarrassment, she passed through the aisle that was far away from him. But every time, Fenlong seems to notice her, and always looks up at her when she appears.

When Shen Qing'er walked behind him, she would take a detour to close the distance with him, sit behind him, and look at his back.

Fenlong seemed to have noticed her, and every time he got up to leave, he would look back at her, so frightened that she quickly lowered her head.

After another period of time, Shen Qing'er has been struggling with a question: Does Bianlong like herself?

She always felt that he seemed to care a little about herself, but he had never said anything to herself, which made her wonder how Fenlong felt about her.

Sometimes, when Shen Qing'er was in a low mood, she didn't rush to the dining room to see him.

The first time he suddenly didn't see the girl, Fenlong's mood became a little heavy.

He walked out of the dining room and hid his figure in the tree, staring at the group of disciples who were arriving one after another.

I don't know why she didn't come today.

Could it be that something is wrong?

Thinking of this, he became more and more uneasy.

But he decided to wait here to see what was going on, and if she hadn't come, he would go and see her in the evening.

The place where the wood system cultivated was far away from the dining room, and Shen Qing'er was walking slowly with Wang Lizhen.

Noticing the girl who was intact from far and near, Fenlong's restless heart finally calmed down.

Shen Qing'er, who was walking on the road, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, as if she was being targeted, she subconsciously raised her eyes and looked at the trees, but she didn't see anything except dense leaves.

It's weird, am I too sensitive?

Thinking like this, Shen Qing'er didn't think too much.

Fenlong's two sword eyebrows frowned, and his heart that had just calmed down sank again.

She was intact but didn't come to see herself again, and Fenlong couldn't help but think: Is she here, has she changed her mind?

Sure enough, people are fickle and ruthless.

The black figure of Fenlong suddenly left the tree, his bundled black hair flying backwards, and his face was extremely cold.

The more he thought about it, the more irritated he felt, and he finally stayed up until the evening, but he still didn't see the figure appear.

After a few bites, he stopped thinking about it and left the dining room.