Chapter 135: Don't Look at Me.

"What's the trouble?"

Gu Qingyan thought about it and said directly: "Of course it's troublesome, you don't look at my current appearance." ”

"You go and have a look first, and then we'll deliberately mention me in front of Emperor Feiyuan and make up a place where I might be."

Fool him first, if you can fool him for a while, if you can't, you can no longer live in the Taoist temple.

When the time comes, take the devil and smash away and fly high.

"What are you afraid of, afraid that he will see you?"

"I ......" Gu Qingyan just wanted to come back, but he always felt that something was not right with the current master.

She looked up at him, and all she could see was gold-rimmed glasses.

It's the master who usually wears that, but he can't see his face clearly......

"Master, you..... The way it looks. She looked down at the rag in her hand and then at the tea on the table.

The water droplets shone with a faint milky white glow, shining slightly.

Her heart was pounding.

Biting his lip, he sat down in the chair as if his plan had failed: "You lie to me!" ”

The old man's voice was faintly aggrieved.

Spell.

In this kind of technique, in the tea just now, I drank it for her, so that I couldn't see his face clearly, and only saw the substance.

For example, the gold-rimmed glasses.

Although she is an ordinary person now, she has not forgotten what she has seen before, she felt that something was wrong just now, and now Shi Yin is also so wrong, after thinking about it, she knows that she is exposed!

Di Feiyuan walked up to her, and waved his big hand in front of her.

Then she looked up and saw that he was indeed wearing the gold-rimmed glasses of Shi Yin.

The already good-looking face is wearing gold-rimmed glasses, and suddenly there is a feeling of being a 'Sven scum'.

The thin lips pursed slightly were also very forbidden and desired, and Gu Qingyan couldn't help but look away, and reluctantly fixed on his face.

It's so pretty.

Di Feiyuan walked to her side, seemed to squat in front of her with his height at this time, and slowly took off his gold-rimmed glasses.

Gu Qingyan sat on the side, his old hand covering his face: "Don't look at me." ”

Squatting so close, I could see the age spots on her face clearly.

How can she be embarrassed by her beauty?

He squatted in front of her, and his ink painting eyes unconsciously softened: "It's good to see your appearance in the future, we will all grow old sooner or later." ”

"......" Gu Qingyan.

It's as if they're really going to live a lifetime.

Gu Qingyan's hands never left his face, his face buried in his hands and whimpered, "You go back first." ”

He muttered, and after a moment his large hand touched her hand covering her face.

The back of her hand stiffened, and she let go of her hand after the slightest resistance, and a dead pig looked up in a frame posture that was not afraid of boiling water.

Those ink-painted eyes were like spring rain in March, which disturbed her heart.

Why are his eyes so soft.....

Di Feiyuan took out a piece of something from his arms and put it in the palm of her hand: "I'll give you a buffer time, and I'll come back in a few days, but you have to remember that you have always been my lady, and this will never change." ”

Gu Qingyan lowered his eyes and did not speak.

He gently touched her palm, got up, and wanted to touch her head, but after thinking about it, he withdrew his hand.

Didn't stop to leave her sight.

After he left, Gu Qingyan breathed a little relieved, as if the fish on the shore had finally been released back into the water, and he had finally breathed freely.