At the mention of Li Yanshu, Yun Huang's expression was slightly unnatural, "I don't care what he came for, I have nothing to do with him." ”

Feng Yanxi sneered, "Young Master Yun, there must be a limit to duplicity. You want to cover it up like this, but it makes the little ambiguity between you obvious. ”

"Hey! Mentor! ”

"Now you remember that I'm a mentor? Then mentor, let me remind you again, Childe is a delicate and persistent person, if you are really interested in him, then be with him well, if you are not happy, just break it off. Your swing will only hurt him deeply. ”

Yun Huang suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Feng Yanxi.

Feng Yanxi still has that straightforward and amorous appearance, with a smile on her face, but there is no smile in her eyes.

I don't know why, Yun Huang had a very strong intuition - Feng Yanxi didn't want her to be with Li Yanshu!

"Look at you!" Feng Yanxi suddenly retracted her gaze and looked at the sky, "Don't think too much, I don't mean anything else when I say this, it's just to see you awkward and awkward, and your heart is entangled in panic!" Although the life span of the gods and demons is very long, life is not used to live like this. There are already so many unsatisfactory things in this world, why don't you do your best to be good to him in the days when you can get along well? ”

Originally, Yun Huang was a little angry, because Feng Yanxi's words obviously crossed the line. Even though they have a drinking fight and a few small talks, they are very compatible in temperament, but their friendship is not deep enough to ask about feelings.

But when Yun Huang saw Feng Yanxi's expression looking at the sky, she was suddenly hit by a flash of sadness on her face.

What a look that is! She never imagined that she would feel despair in a woman like Feng Yanxi, who laughed heartily all the time and exuded a free and unrestrained atmosphere all the time.

She suddenly remembered that she was once on the streets of the magic capital, and Li Yanshu said that Evil Cloud and Feng Yanxi were falling flowers and deliberately flowing water ruthlessly.

Feng Yanxi has someone hidden in her heart, right? What kind of person would make such a woman as awe-inspiring as the wind and as fierce as the wine despair?

Yun Huang followed Feng Yanxi's gaze and also looked at the sky, a snow-white cloud in the clear blue sky was being blown away by the wind.

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Yun Huang sat in the courtyard with the borrowed "History of the Three Realms" and studied hard, the warm sun hanging in the sky, making her a little dizzy.

This kind of bright sunny day is rare in Tiandu City.

She propped her chin up, lowered her head slightly, and fixed her eyes on the page, seeing the handwriting on the page appear ghosting little by little......

When Li Yanshu came back, what he saw was Yunhuang sitting on the steps in the courtyard, his hands propped up on the thick "History of the Three Realms" and napping.

She looked like a cat curled up in the sun, lazy and wanton, looking warm, without the usual vigilance and vigilance.

His heart became soft and warm, and he stood at the door for a while without moving, for fear of waking up such a quiet and delicate picture.

Yun Huang's upper and lower eyelids fought, and her head suddenly fell downward, which made her wake up suddenly, and when she raised her eyes, she saw Li Yanshu standing against the light, looking at herself with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

She was embarrassed, stood up quickly, and habitually wiped the back of her hand on the corner of her mouth, but fortunately she didn't drool.

Li Yanshu was amused, walked slowly to her, lowered his eyes to look at the pages she opened, and then raised his eyes to look at Yunhuang.

Yun Huang also glanced at the page of the book, and shrugged his shoulders helplessly and a little embarrassed, "No way, I really ...... Can't see it. ”

Half a day passed, and she had only turned two pages.

As he reached out and closed the book, he complained, "I don't know who the writer of this book is, and that such a boring thing can write such a thick book." How strong his brain cells are, and after being abused by such trivial things, he can still compile a book in an orderly manner. ”

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