Rouge shop in the south of the city.

"Miss Yan, what do you think of this rouge?"

There was a smile on the corner of Murong Jun's mouth, but he approached the side quietly, opened the folding fan, and said softly: "As long as Miss Yan likes it, you can offer it as much as you want." ”

Yan Qingling picked up a box of rouge, lowered his head and sniffed it: "No matter how precious the rouge of Lingxian City is, it can't compare to the natural fragrance of Qianqiong Island. ”

As the eldest lady of Qianqiong Island, what rare things has she never seen?

You just want to use this bit of to perfunctory her?

Hearing this, Murong Jun's face stiffened slightly, and his smile slowly converged a little: "What Miss Yan said is very true, but each has its own fragrance, if you haven't tried it, how can you know that it is unique?" ”

Hearing what he said, Yan Qingling put down the rouge in his hand and looked at him impatiently: "Murong Gongzi, your hospitality doesn't seem to be very good?" ”

"If it weren't for the Murong family's strong invitation, this girl would be reluctant to follow you."

"Miss Yan, since that's the case, then I won't disturb your interest."

He Murong Jun is also a temperamental, even if she is the only daughter of the owner of Qianqiong Island, so what, with his status and status, he is really reluctant to bear this anger!

Thinking about it, Murong Jun turned around and was about to walk outside the store.

"Stop!"

Yan Qingling frowned lightly, and couldn't help but scold: "Murong Gongzi, this girl has just arrived, but if you want to participate in the Demon Destroying Conference, your Murong family's children don't want to enter the Lingxian Sect?" ”

Forehead?

Does anyone else want to enter the Spirit Immortal Gate?

As soon as Shen Shushu stepped into the rouge shop, he saw two people standing in front of him arguing.

Looks like there's another one that seems a little familiar?

Murong Jun frowned, and was about to open his mouth to refute, when he saw someone coming in, his tone paused, and he couldn't help but slow down: "Miss Yan, it's about the conference, and it's not something you can make a decision about." ”

"If you don't rely on this girl, then rely on you?"

Yan Qingling snorted lightly, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of the figure standing outside the door, and was stunned for a moment.

"Skull Mask ....."

As if thinking of something, her face changed slightly, she stepped forward, grabbed Shen Shushu's wrist stubbornly, and asked, "How can you have such a mask!?" ”

Shen Shushu was stunned in an instant, and before the whole person could react, she suddenly lifted the mask forcefully.

A delicate face was revealed, and a shallow red mark crossed the edge of the porcelain-white cheek.

"Who the hell are you!"

Yan Qingling squeezed the skull mask in his hand tightly, his face was full of disbelief, and he shouted: "Say, why do you have this mask!?" ”

"I ......"

"Girl, is that you?"

Shen Shushu just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Murong Jun, "Girl, we are really fateful, I didn't expect to see each other again." ”

"You go away!"

was suddenly lifted from the mask, Shen Shushu was already full of annoyance, but as a result, this man had to come to make trouble, and he was immediately angry.

She pushed Murong Jun away violently, and said angrily at Yan Qingling, "Isn't this woman of yours sick?" Give me back my mask! ”

She shouldn't have gone out today, she met some strange people!?

Yan Qingling took a step back, raised the mask in his hand, and said coldly, "Your mask? ”

It can't be, it's obviously ...... It's obviously ......

"It's not mine, is it still yours?"

Shen Shushu was speechless for a moment, couldn't help but roll her eyes, walked towards her quickly, and raised her hand to snatch the mask back.

Yan Qingling kept a calm face and pushed her hard......