"Creator God, can you ......?"

Li Bai, who didn't want to accept his fate, stared at Yichen hopefully, hoping that his sincere eyes could touch the other party's heart.

"What do you say?"

Being watched by Yichen's dangerous eyes, Li Bai trembled, and had to pick up a jar of vinegar on the ground and pour it down with his head very sad.

Looking at the picture of the two people drinking each other's vinegar harmoniously in the space, Mulan grinds the pan on the stubborn stone, and looks at Li Bai "affectionately".

Qianjun shook her head and sighed many times: A man's heart is incomprehensible, a woman's heart, a needle under the sea.

Thinking that he still had fifteen points of favorability, Qianjun, stepped out of the room, ready to prepare some surprises for Tang Chuan, and strive to win Tang Chuan for the original owner in one fell swoop today.

Some wondered why Meng Le didn't go out of the ward, and Tang Chuan, who went out by himself, cautiously and secretly followed Qianjun out to see what she was doing.

And he thought that he had not been tracked by his good brothers, but he didn't know what he was tracking.

It had already fallen into the eyes of Qian Jun, who was a cultivator and his divine sense had long been beyond that of ordinary people, but Qian Jun didn't care.

Seeing that Qianjun went to a flower shop, Tang Chuan's face turned pale, and his heart kept making up for it.

What did Meng Le do in the flower shop, didn't he already have a happy sister, and he wanted to buy flowers for that girl to confess?

So what is it? Unrequited love?

A wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Tang Chuan only felt that his heart, which was originally a little hot, was gradually returning to coldness.

But he struggled fiercely inside......

Maybe people didn't go to buy flowers, maybe they thought too much? But what are you going to do when you go to the flower shop and don't buy flowers?

But after all, when Meng Le stepped out of the flower shop, the bouquet of bright roses in Qianjun's hand instantly pierced his heart.

Seeing Qianjun coming towards him with a flower, Tang Chuan's face turned pale, regardless of the emptiness in his heart, he subconsciously ran.

He wants to be alone, maybe be quiet, and he will be fine, and everything will return to the way it was.

Ding: The favorability of the system handle Tang Chuan is reduced by 20......

Tang Chuan's voice of reducing his favorability kept coming from his consciousness, and he saw that his hard work in the past few days was going to be in vain.

"Do you think this flower looks good?"

Qianjun quickly crossed the runway, came to Tang Chuan, and raised the bright roses in front of Tang Chuan and asked.

"It's good-looking, your girlfriend must love it."

Tang Chuan, who was blocking the road, was forced to stop, his face turned white, licked his dry lips, and said in a hoarse voice.

"That's my female ticket, oh no... Male ticket, do you like Tang Chuan? ”

Qianjun smiled brightly, and kept the flowers close to Tang Chuan's face.

"This is for me? Are you sure? ”

His eyes widened in disbelief, and Tang Chuan scratched his head a little shyly.

"Of course, as my only male ticket, Mr. Tang Chuan, would you like to be with me?"

Qianjun knelt on one knee, stared at Tang Chuan with gentle eyes, and handed the red rose in his hand reverently.

At this time, Qianjun didn't know that his big vinegar jar had been overturned again.

"Hmm... But we're both men, don't you care what other people think? ”

Being stared at by the strange eyes of the passers-by around him, Tang Chuan let out a soft hum a little shyly, and pulled up Qianjun on the ground.

"It's good to have you for the rest of your life, live our days, let them say go, it's a big deal, brother, I'll take you to seclusion, as long as you want."

She hugged Tang Chuan in a particularly chic manner, ignoring the whispers beside her.