When they came to the door of the dining room, many people noticed Biao Long, and also noticed Shen Qing'er whispering with the gauze skirt in her hand.

Mo Jianxue also vaguely heard the discussion of those people.

She suddenly said to Shen Qing'er positively: "Qing'er, it's not convenient for you to hold this skirt later, it's better to let me go for a while, and you go to get the food first." ”

In this way, when an uninformed person sees the dress on her, they will think that she is the one who got the dress.

She also wanted to feel the feeling of being noticed and envied.

Shen Qing'er naturally didn't know that she had such thoughts, and seeing that she was so greedy for that dress, she decided to let her take it for a while.

Biaolong suddenly spoke: "You go and eat." ”

Shen Qing'er understood the meaning of his words, "Don't you eat it?" ”

"No appetite."

Originally, Mo Jianxue had been following them, and he was already feeling irritable, just now Mu Tianshen called her aside again and didn't know what to say, thinking that Mo Jianxue said that they had a close relationship, his mood was even more depressed.

"Then I won't eat it either."

Facing the cold eyes of the dragon, she continued: "I don't have an appetite either. ”

Fenlong wanted to say something, but he was in a very depressed mood right now, and he didn't want to speak at all.

Shen Qing'er was leaving, and Mo Jianxue naturally had to return the skirt to her.

Shen Qing'er silently followed behind Biao Long, secretly looked at his expression, and asked tentatively, "Are you angry again?" ”

Fenlong was silent.

Shen Qing'er knew that he must be angry.

"Do you think Mo Jianxue is too annoying? I also think she's annoying. ”

She deliberately didn't mention Mu Tianshen's matter, she was afraid that if she mentioned it, his mood would be even more depressed.

Fenlong remained silent.

Shen Qing'er continued to say to herself: "I don't know how she can be so cheeky and follow us all the time." But I was too embarrassed to chase her away. ”

When she first met Mo Jianxue, she still had a good impression of this talkative woman, but today she really felt that Mo Jianxue was very annoying, which pot was not opened and which pot was mentioned, and she didn't have any vision at all, didn't she see that Fenlong didn't like her next to her? And I have been following them as light bulbs.

"Then next time, I'll tell her to get out."

The dragon's dull voice rang out.

Although Shen Qing'er felt that this was not good, but Biaolong was angry now, she felt that it was better to follow his will first, so she did not raise any objections.

Thinking of what Mu Tianshen had just reminded her, she tentatively spoke: "Fenlong, your martial arts are so powerful, even cultivators can defeat them. ”

"I used to think that it was impossible for a person who practiced martial arts to defeat a person who cultivated it."

Fenlong was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Shen Qing'er continued: "Did you learn all your martial arts by yourself? That's amazing. ”

Fenlong stopped and looked sideways at the smiling girl beside him, his eyes were lonely, as if he wanted to say something to her.

But the things he wanted to tell her were unspeakable.

"I'm going back to my room to rest. Further on, the man's quarters, do you still want to keep up? ”

Bianlong's tone was flat, but she knew that he must be angry.

It was the first time he had driven himself away.

She suddenly hugged him, and a petite and soft body crashed into Fenlong's arms.

"Don't."

She said coquettishly.

Fen Long's tone was helpless: "Don't want anything? ”

"You don't want to go back."

"Then where am I going to rest if I don't go back?"

Shen Qing'er didn't relent, "Then don't be angry, okay?" ”

Fenlong looked at the girl buried in his arms, his heart was heavy, and he reached out and hugged her.

A deep voice came from his throat, "Good." ”