"You're so good-looking." Lian Zi exclaimed in admiration, and his slender fingers unconsciously caressed his face, tracing his outline.

Hearing Lian Zi's praise, Murong Yue was happy for his outstanding appearance for the first time.

It was not that no one had praised him before, and he had heard flattery many times, but he never went to his heart.

No matter how good-looking he looked, he was just a skin, neither youthful nor practical, and of little use to him except for the icing on the cake.

But now, he thinks that it is still useful to be good-looking, at least to make his beloved girl like it.

"Do you like it?" Murong Yue asked. There was a hint of hoarseness in his voice, as if he was enduring something.

"I like it." Lian Zi replied softly. She is a layman, and she naturally likes it in the face of beautiful skin, and she only appreciated it shallowly, but in the face of him, she has more heartfelt liking.

Hearing her admit without hesitation, Murong Yue let out a low laugh, like a mellow wine, and as low and elegant as a cello.

He really loves her straightforward and frank appearance, if you like it, you like it, and if you don't like it, you don't like it.

"Then I will take good care of this appearance in the future, so as not to be disgusted by you in the future." Murong Yue's tone was serious, as if he was promising something important.

The longer he got along with Murong Yue, Lian Zi found that he was not as good as he thought he was, in front of her, he would laugh, joke, and hope to get her attention like an ordinary man, completely losing his usual calm and solemn smile.

In this way, he made Lian Zi feel a lot less distance and added a bit of life.

"Then you have to do it, if you become ugly, I will dislike it." Lian Zi held Murong Yue's chin and said.

Such a face that captivates the country and the city, if it is destroyed, it is really a tyrannical thing.

Lian Zi couldn't help but think, if Murong Yue's appearance was softer and she was born on a woman, wouldn't she be a fairy who captivated the country and the city?

Thinking like this, Lian Zi couldn't help laughing.

"What are you thinking?" Looking at the smile of the girl in her arms, Murong Yue always felt that something was wrong, and she didn't know what strange things she was thinking.

"Nothing." Lian Zi replied with a smile. She was still sane, and she was not coaxed by him to say what she thought.

If he knew that he imagined what he would look like in women's clothes, he would definitely be reprimanded, after all, he was so stingy and upright and rigid, he would definitely not be able to accept this.

Lian Zi was like this, and Murong Yue knew that she had strange thoughts, and it was very likely that it was related to herself, so she pressed her shoulder and bit her lip as if punishing, her eyes narrowed slightly, and Murong Yue threatened: "Do you want to say it?" ”

Lian Zi raised his head to dodge and said softly, "I really didn't think about anything." ”

She didn't have any credibility in what she said, and the more she didn't say it, the more he wanted to know.

"I don't believe it." He pressed her against her, pressed her between the couch and himself, and reached her waist with his fingers, and with two slight movements, he felt her tremble slightly.

Lian Zi is afraid of itching, especially the waist, and others will be sensitive when they touch it lightly. Murong Yue also discovered this after accidentally touching it last time.

The tingling itch in his waist made Lian Zi couldn't help laughing, and hurriedly begged for mercy and said, "I just think you're good-looking, I really didn't think about anything." ”

If she really wanted to stop it, she could completely suppress him with her strength, but it would be too boring for her to make a joke between a couple like this.

Basically, when Lian Zi and Murong Yue get along, they don't think about using cultivation to suppress it, which will hurt his self-esteem too much.