After dealing with the things that should be dealt with (qingqing), Lu Yu and Duan Qiyun returned to their respective rooms in the mansion to rest. When Lu Yong was alone, the events of these two (Riri) (Qing qing) were constantly replayed in Lu Yong's mind.

He still had palpitations when he remembered that Duan Qiyun had been kidnapped by Qi Junhan's men on the crowded street, and he didn't dare to imagine what kind of scene would await him if he was one step late, and what irreversible direction the situation would be.

Thinking of this, Lu Yong frowned tightly, he liked Duan Qiyun, there was no doubt about it, but he didn't dare to tell Duan Qiyun directly about his intentions.

As the Rui King of the Great Qi Dynasty, he has always been unafraid of the world and decisive, so how could he ever be so hesitant and hesitant as now.

He wanted to give Duan Qiyun a share of Princess Rui's (body shēn), wanted to protect her under his wing, and wanted to be closer to her.

But Lu Yong was afraid that after he said it, if Duan Qiyun did not have the same mind as him, if Duan Qiyun rejected him, how should the two of them deal with each other.

Lu Yong propped up the table with both hands, and complex (emotional) emotions filled him, making him not know what to do for a while.

He stood up and walked to the window, his hands behind him, and his eyes looked out.

The sunlight outside the window is a little harsh, but it is still a beautiful view. At this time, it has been an hour since the two of them returned home, and it is almost time for Duan Qiyun to rest.

Lu Yong changed into a purple moire robe and walked towards where Duan Qiyun lived.

At this time, Duan Qiyun did not stay in the house to rest.

Although there was no danger in yesterday's incident, Duan Qiyun was still grateful.

Lu Yong is like her divine residence, appearing at her side again and again when she is most in crisis and in need of help, helping her solve her troubles again and again.

If she didn't have any fluctuations in her heart, it was absolutely impossible. Duan Qiyun knew from the bottom of her heart that her feelings for Lu Yong were no longer the same as they were at the beginning.

Even that strong kiss, when she thought about it before, she only felt ashamed in her heart, but now that she thinks about it, she still feels a trace of sweetness.

Duan Qiyun walked around the small garden with his head down, muttering "No" for a while, shaking his head for a while, and saying "Why is he so good".

Her mind unconsciously appeared with Lu Yong's handsome (tingting) and upright (body shēn) posture and clean and bright smile, and she remembered before

Lu Yong's connivance with her and the protection of him when he announced to the outside world that those who hurt him would definitely die, his heart unconsciously softened.

Duan Qiyun looked at the bright flowers blooming in front of her, and let out a long sigh, she can be regarded as having figured it out now, she seems to like Lu Yi.

She always thought of him unconsciously, and even didn't suspect him for such a cruel thing as he beat Qi Junhan to death, but felt that he must have a reason for doing that.

Duan Qiyun admitted it, but she figured it out, but she began to worry about another thing: she likes Lu Yun, but how to let him know?

Duan Qiyun has always been a fierce (sexual) who has something to say, but he can't open his mouth at this time.

She reached out and pulled down a flower, wanting to use it as a land to practice how to say that sentence, but she couldn't say anything. She gritted her teeth in anger, her fingers digging at the petals in anger.

When Lu Yong passed by the garden, he saw this scene.

He looked at Duan Qiyun from a distance, only to feel that her childish behavior seemed abnormal, and he was very moved. He lifted his steps and walked over to Duan Qiyun, pulling the corners of his mouth into a smile as usual.

"Why didn't you rest in the house?"

Duan Qiyun was still immersed in her own world, but at this moment, she was startled by this sudden sentence, and her face turned red after she hid the flower in her hand (身shēn).

Duan Qiyun wanted to talk to Lu Yong as usual, but her excited thoughts made her heart beat like a drum, and she didn't know what to say, so she thought she would take a step back quietly, and stammered when she spoke.

"No, not too tired."

After saying this, the atmosphere flowing between the two became a little awkward.

Duan Qiyun didn't dare to look up at Lu Yong, she only lowered her head and stared at her toes, and her fingers were unconsciously twisted together.

Lu Yong didn't feel anything, but this also made Duan Qiyun's reaction a little embarrassing. He didn't know what to say, so he just let out a low "um" and stopped talking.

Qiyun has always been the lively one when the two got along before, but now she is unusual, and she becomes less talkative, and the words between the two are suddenly less.

Lu Yong settled his mind, only to feel that this might be the will of God at this time, and the matter that he had hesitated before became clear at once. He coughed lightly and walked over to Duan Qiyun, waiting for the two of them

It stopped when it was less than a meter away.

Lu Yong suppressed the tension in his heart, and his face relaxed. At this moment, he only felt that the abdominal manuscript he had typed before disappeared all at once, and he only had a strong feeling (affection) in his heart that he wanted to declare it.

"Ah Yun, you look at me." Lu Yong called her softly, "I like you, I like you." ”

For a moment, both of them lost their words. Duan Qiyun only felt that her heart was about to jump out, her face turned even redder, and her mouth was no longer under her control.

She responded loudly in her heart, "Lu Ji also likes you", but she couldn't say a word. Duan Qiyun was ashamed and angry, stomped his feet fiercely, and turned his head and ran towards his room.

Lu Yong expected many results, he thought that he would be rejected by Duan Qiyun with a joke, and he thought that he would be ridiculed by Duan Qiyun again, but he never thought that it would be this kind of result.

Lu Yong's eyebrows showed a look of disappointment, and he pursed his lips tightly, annoyed by his impulsiveness, and felt sad for Duan Qiyun's refusal. He didn't regret saying what he wanted, but he was afraid.

Lu Yong didn't know if Duan Qiyun would be willing to see him tomorrow, and he didn't know if they could be friends like before, thinking of this, Lu Yong only felt a dull pain in his heart.

He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the flowers on the ground that were left by Duan Qiyun, as if he saw himself, and was finally left behind, and there was no follow-up.

Duan Qiyun ran back to the house in one breath and still didn't calm down, her heart was pounding, and her face was about to scald an egg.

She flapped her face with cold water, and barely calmed down a little. Thinking about what happened just now (Qingqing), Duan Qiyun slapped her head in annoyance, she was angry that she was not angry, and she couldn't say a word at that critical moment, not only that, but she even ran away.

But Lu Yong's sentence "Ah Yun, I like you, I like you." But she kept spinning in Duan Qiyun's head, and she fell on the couch with an "ah", covered her face with her hands and took it down. Duan Qiyun stared at the top of the tent for a while and made up his mind.

"Lu Yong, as long as you chase after me, I will promise you."

But until the evening, Duan Qiyun didn't see Lu Yong. Her original shy and throbbing heart (emotion) was already suppressed by the anger that surged up at this time. Duan Qiyun grabbed the corner of the quilt in his hand fiercely, and cursed Lu Ji through gritted teeth.

"Idiot, wood, you don't deserve to marry Miss Ben!"

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