Chapter 268: The Romantic Magician with a Cool Lead Singer (10)

Looking at her hugging the rabbit doll in her arms, Ah Qi whispered.

"It's all for you."

I have to say that he is really a big tyrant, and he is not soft when he gives gifts.

Fu Xin was not soft when he put away the gift.

A few dolls, which are considered a heart, are also souvenirs of her and Jing Che's encounter in this plane.

Hmm, although I don't know, it's just the first time we met, why is Ah Qi so good to her, is she really wearing a host halo on her head?

If she really had a host aura, she hoped she could step on the clouds and float around!

I don't know if I have a good idea, Ah Qi snapped his fingers, and the lights on the stage instantly dimmed a lot, and he could only vaguely see the figures.

Fu Xin felt a beam of light suddenly behind him.

She turned, and saw a pink-purple cloud perched at her feet.

Ah Qi smiled and asked her, "Do you dare to stand up?" ”

"I'm instigated, I'm afraid you'll throw me to death."

That being said, Fu Xin had already stepped on it, and she stepped on it a few more times, and found that this thing really had the soft touch of clouds, which was very comfortable!

So she jumped on the big cloud like a trampoline without saying a word.

Ah Qi: "Who just said that you were afraid of falling to death?"

"Hey, can you take off?" Fu Xin stared at him with blazing eyes, a little impatient.

Ah Qi nodded, and the hollow carved gold mask reflected a brilliant color under the light of the white beam, as if adding a sense of mystery to his facial features under the mask.

Fu Xin stared at his face, a little in a trance, and always felt that his facial features should be very well-defined, tough and handsome.

To use the classic adjective, his face should be one of a knife.

Although she doesn't know how the male protagonist in it was cut out of a handsome face, she has a concept if she makes up the characters in ancient Greek mythology.

Just when Fu Xin was in infinite reverie, Ah Qi waved his hand, and the pink-purple clouds slowly rose high into the air of the stage.

Fu Xin was taken aback, he was still standing in a chic manner, but now he immediately sat down, put the rabbit doll and a rose on the clouds, and then he didn't care about their life or death, and grabbed the soft clouds around him with both hands, for fear that one would accidentally fall headfirst to the ground and become a fool.

She cautiously poked her head out and looked at Ah Qi, who was three or four meters away from her.

Looking from afar, Fu Xin suddenly found that Ah Qi had a quiet and quiet temperament, just standing there alone, but it made people feel that he was isolated from everything in the world, not easy to approach, but it made people yearn to get close.

The moment their eyes met, Ah Qi gently put his hand on the edge of his mask.

At that moment, Fu Xin thought that he was going to unmask him, and his heartbeat almost jumped out of his chest!

However, he didn't do that.

The mask only lifted a corner slightly, and the next moment he pressed it back down.

In these short seconds, Fu Xin only noticed the contours of his face, which was not soft, and even a little resolute.

Her heartbeat hadn't slowed down, and she complained in her heart, don't be so eager to welcome and refuse, want to be captured, she really wants to see what his face looks like under that mask!

However, this time it was clear that this opportunity was not available.

Fu Xin was slowly sent back to the steps on the edge of the stage by the pink and purple clouds.

She picked up the bunny dolls, roses in her mouth, and stepped down the steps, ready to walk towards her seat.

But at that moment, the audience was sensational again, and there was an excited cry of "wow, wow, wow, wow".

Fu Xin was stunned, what happened?

I saw that their gaze gradually went up, and it seemed to focus on the top of their heads.

Crown?