Three hundred and eighteen
"You're recovered."
Lin Qiqi stared at Lin Guyu, eager to carefully analyze every trace of the other party's flesh and skin.
The incredible emotions that swept his eyes as if scanning every cell had already leaked out, and even mixed with a slightly distorted gaze, he breathed deeply.
How could Lin Guyu reply? How did you reply so quickly, and how did you reply? It's really impossible, how is it possible? How did it happen?
He shouted loudly in his heart, looking at the face behind the opposite foot, looking at the same eyebrow as before, shouting loudly in his heart, but there were not too many lines on the surface, and he was already irritable in his heart, but on the surface he was already calm and quiet, and only a slight change in his eyes could reflect his true handiwork.
It can't be like this, he can't believe in this kind of possibility, although this disfiguring effect is not done by him, but he also likes it, such an achievement.
If it is said that it is disfigured, then it is possible to reform, even a humble person like him seems to have the possibility of standing next to this person.
I already knew what I was looking for, what kind of antidote was there, and I didn't prepare for it in my heart, so I clearly said that I was waiting, waiting, dragging on and on.
I will take it out when I can stand next to Lin Guyu, and at that time, I will fulfill the happy wishes of the two of them.
Not at this time, when he pretended to be the other party's sister, he had already recovered his appearance, and when the other party was still the future princess, he had already recovered this beautiful appearance.
Lin Qiqi's eyes kept flowing, how he collapsed in his heart and still had a smile on the surface, just with a little gunshot, but he didn't have too much expression, just looked at each other, it seemed that every strand of hair in the future would be deeply engraved in his heart.
Lin Guyu was a little uncomfortable stared at by the other party, raised his hand slightly, touched his hair, and said with a smile, "Qiqi, you......... Good morning. ”
She couldn't remember what she said to the other party, maybe she could talk about a few family things, maybe she sighed about the recovery of her appearance, but the other party's eyes stared at her inner hair.
For a while, I didn't know what kind of words to say, I was just scared, I just swallowed my saliva quietly, trying to avoid the other party's eyes as much as possible, and somehow, I wanted to avoid it in my heart.
Maybe it's because after returning to indifference, the threat to the other party is a little greater, anyway, the two people don't have much intersection, and they already know each other from the beginning, they are clear villains, and they are out of a kind of anti-procedure with themselves.
Although I don't understand what this person's appearance setting is for, it is true that he is standing in two camps, and it is quite reasonable to have that little unpleasantness at this time.
After all, his strong opponent suddenly disfigured one day without warning, and he didn't have time to be happy, and he would regain his appearance, such a blow up and down is really a little unacceptable.
Lin Guyu tried his best to go, forced a smile, looked at the other party's appearance, slightly in the mood, wanted to retreat, but he didn't show much performance, just his steps were slight, and he was a little wrong backwards.
When the other party made this move, Lin Qiqi suddenly noticed that his eyes were wide and he looked at the other party's performance, and suddenly a smile flowed out, and he gently touched the other party's arm.
"Sister, how can you say that I haven't seen you for a few days, and suddenly I broke up, haven't we sisters always been good? Is it because I dislike my sister and I'm ugly? ”
"Well, that would." Lin Guyu's expression was a little stiff, and his eyes were really a little trembling when he looked at the person opposite, originally this was already buried in everyone's hearts, is it really a little embarrassing to pick it up suddenly?
Speaking of a serious question, Lin Guyu and Lin Qiqi, although there are too few occasions to communicate, they have only met a few times, and they have fallen for each other's beauty, and the two of them actually do not have much intersection, but the only few times they have felt each other's emotional intelligence and the scene of talking.
But the sentence I just said is really a little out of the ordinary, not like the usual level of the other party.
What the hell is going on here? All of a sudden, it was a little scary.
Lin Guyu looked at Lin Qiqi with a slight smile, "Sister, I still have some things here." ”
The others are not bad, and they are not casual by themselves, and they are polite there.
How can I say that I should be sober up now, that is, I will say for a while that I have a habit of cleanliness, but SLR is a human life, and there is no way to accept it.
When Lin Qiqi heard the other party's words, he was in a trance, looking at the beautiful appearance, he nodded slightly, he didn't even know what he was talking about, just looking at his back when he left alone, his eyes turned into a fierce dark battle after all.
In those beautiful eyes, there seemed to be some emotions mixed with each other, watching the figure gradually leave him, clenching his teeth, watching the shadow fall to the ground, his eyes seemed to become a little dark, but there was no way to show anything else.
"Ringu rain."
His eyes gradually became thicker, and the girl's voice completely changed to a man, looking at the back of that person, in his words, it was actually all these years, there seemed to be a lot of plans in his heart, disrupted by others, at this moment, there were many twists and turns in his heart, constantly stirring.
Lin Qiqi clenched his fists tightly, and the slender nails he kept sank into his skin fiercely.
Bit by bit the red fell, smashing on the ground, his eyes skimmed slightly, as if with a little cold water rushing to his feet, gently touched those, turned around and left, how can the complexity in his heart be explained clearly in words.
Step by step into the darkness, as if he had never seen the light, but in his heart he seemed to have made a decision that this person himself would be drawn closer to the darkness.
The person who gave himself a little hope, as if he had stretched out a hand in his dream, dragged himself to that vain life, how could he let go so easily at this moment, and how could the bride who finally got it teach to others? How can I let go of this breath and let go of this heart?
No matter what happens, this person belongs to him after all, and the paranoia in his eyes can't be explained clearly to others.
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