Chapter 65: Help Me with an Idea 2

Thinking of this, she raised her eyelids and looked at the sky with a little lack of confidence, and she didn't know if God was staring at her specifically, and swore a cruel word, even the natural phenomenon of thunder and thunder in the sky with a probability of 1 in 10 million, often ran to the top of her head to scare her, it was simply terrifying!

As soon as he thought of this, he didn't fantasize about what was wrong, and glanced at the person on the back out of the corner of his eye, and saw that he was looking over.

Look, look, what to see? Did she give him permission to see it? He snorted heavily and turned his head away.

It's still a child's temper! There were a few deep tooth marks on the elegant and handsome face, and this smile pulled the wound on his face, but he didn't feel any pain, he sat down cross-legged, and only looked at her childish behavior with a pair of gentle eyes.

But that smile like a spring breeze fell in the eyes of Youfeng, and it turned into schadenfreude, no matter how hateful you looked.

"Are you crazy?" As soon as she spoke, she spoke in a strange and deep tone, and looked at him with disdain.

Didn't see her and didn't want to see him? Still coming up one by one, this guy has masochistic tendencies?

"Hmm!" He hummed, still looking at her.

Today, she has no disguise, no fat powder, her fair, soft and delicate little face is dyed with an angry flush, and there are some blood stains on her pink lips, which is charming and beautiful, and her long black hair is tied with a light-colored ribbon, casual and lazy.

is still the little man he is familiar with, but he is more mature and steady, and his elegant temperament exudes a touching beauty!

The wind with his back to him rolled his eyes, and he felt even more speechless at the eyes that stared at him intently and became more satisfied the more he looked.

You're satisfied, I'm still angry!

In the middle of the night, the air seemed to stop flowing, time did not pass in a hurry, and even the wind seemed to stop moving.

"Mumu, I was wrong!" Nangong Yehua sat next to Youfeng, looking at her with a pair of peach blossom eyes that were exceptionally bright, and her tone was particularly sincere.

What the? The wind plucked out his ears, suspected of hearing it wrong, and turned his head, his eyes wide in disbelief.

The handsome son in white in front of him, the son of the little prince of the Dignified Anqing Palace, and the nephew of the current emperor, would he apologize for such a majestic and domineering identity?

Growing up together since childhood, it can be said that they know him quite well, domineering, stingy, insidious and black-bellied, the Nangong royal family with all its shortcomings, has it been replaced?

Grabbed Nangong Yehua's face with one hand, grabbed his arm with the other, and then exerted force at the same time, Youfeng blinked, and felt it carefully, as if, if it doesn't hurt, it must not have woken up yet.

So as soon as he let go of his hand, he held his head with one hand, put the other hand on his stomach, and continued to close his eyes to make up for sleep.

Well, when you haven't slept enough, you're most likely to get dazzled and tinnitus!

Nangong Yehua looked at Youfeng's series of smooth movements, and suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, this was the first time he sincerely apologized, and he dared to doubt him?

Didn't get enough sleep? Okay, one turned over, and the wind lay on him entirely.

She was still in that sleeping position, motionless, Nangong Yehua stretched out her hands to pinch her face like Youfeng.

The tentacles are smooth and soft, and the skin that can be broken by blowing is really unbearable!

"Sleep is an art, please don't interrupt my pursuit of art, OK?" The scoundrel guy, like a dog skin plaster, apologized, and still stuck to her, what is this trying to do?

“……”

Although she is used to popping out of her mouth from time to time, words that she can't understand but can think clearly, she is still very curious about how her brain is structured, not only has different behaviors and thoughts from ordinary people, but also has a stubborn temper, and if she recognizes it, ten cows can't pull it back.

In the end, I couldn't bear to exert myself, gently rubbed the little face that was pinched red, spread out a handsome smile, picked her up and jumped over the treetops, and lay down on the highest branch in the mangrove forest.

Holding her with one hand, patting her cheek with the other, he said, "OK?" ”

The low, clear voice is a little magnetic, and it is very good.

"Not bad!" It's almost up to standard American pronunciation.

This replication ability is too strong, no wonder the Chinese copycat version is more real than the real one, it turns out that there are genes!

Not afraid of the dark wind that was already full of Noye, Nangong Yehua suddenly remembered the night when she took off with her for the first time, and she was so frightened that her face turned blue, how many times has it been, she has become quite calm, her adaptability is like the 'Xiaoqiang who can't be killed' that she often talks about! ’

"What is 'Xiaoqiang'?" He had always been curious, but he couldn't figure it out.

Dizzy! The wind slanted a corner of his eye, and even Xiaoqiang didn't know it, and he strongly despised it!

Instantly felt that the breath around Nangong Yehua was a little lighter, and the wind pouted, don't have a black face!

Well, for the sake of the ancients who don't know the language of the Internet, "I won't tell you!" ”

So his face darkened, is this teasing me?

It's just to amuse you! The wind opened its eyes wide and won't tell you, hum!

Nangong Yehua was very helpless, as if he hadn't seen her for so long, he was getting more and more out of trouble with her, so he no longer dwelled on this topic, and asked instead, "You made a lot of money this time?" ”

"I'm making a lot of money every day!" Youfeng looks old and contemptuous, doesn't this guy know? Just pretend!

Nangong Yehua smiled and said nothing, I really don't know why she is so keen on money, isn't she satisfied with having a Yuanlou that is making money every day? But there are so many ideas for this little brain to make money.

Touching her hair, the ink-like black hair runs vertically to her waist, cool and silky to the touch, more comfortable to touch than fine silk.

"My head is golden, it's expensive to touch!" As soon as his eyes were closed, he stretched out his white and delicate little hand and shook it vigorously.

Can anyone touch the head? But for the sake of acquaintances, it can also be said conditionally, and I am not so unkind!

"Sending you so many things isn't enough? Curtain, you're too expensive! "The corners of Nangong Yehua's mouth twitched, and he never forgot the temperament of 'accumulating money', who did he learn from?

"This head is unique in the world, I can't get anything, I still have to rely on it to become the richest man in the world, and if you touch it, maybe you will immediately open up your two veins of Ren Du and the eight veins of the Qi Jing, what martial arts alliance master, don't you want to catch it?"

shook the bangs that hung down to his eyes, and said arrogantly, "If it weren't for the fact that you were an acquaintance, there would be no price at all!" ”

"And most crucially," Windwind continued, "your stuff isn't mine, hmph, it's going to have to be recycled sooner or later." ”

"Eh, anyway, I've never seen anything like you, and the water that was spilled out of the things sent out must be handled by myself, right?"

What kind of trouble is he going to make?