Chapter 3 Girl, Are You Holding the Wrong Person?

Hearing this, Shangguan Qingyue, who was squatting behind the bookshelf and his legs were numb, couldn't help but roll his eyes. In the midst of panic, who still pays attention to professional posture? It seems that the detective ability of this kid surnamed Zhongli should not be underestimated.

And the one who is called King Jing, listening to the words, he knows that he is also a difficult guy to deal with, and I don't know if they can leave smoothly tonight?

"Come out, don't hide."

At that moment, there was a trace of cold voice in the magnetism, but it made Shangguan Qingyue suddenly feel excited-

"Ah...... Sneeze! ”

Shangguan Qingyue looked at the man opposite with a lot of bitterness and hatred, yes, this time he is really going to be unlucky?

The man sighed silently and was about to appear, but Shangguan Qingyue's hand was quickly held down and shook his head at him. If the two of them trespass into the Mint, there must be a great thing, and if they are both caught, maybe they will both die. It's better to gamble with your old face once, save him, and save yourself.

Therefore, after making up her mind, she quickly got up and rushed out from the inside of the bookshelf, and ran to the man in the dark red silk brocade robe in three steps and two steps, and then reached out and hugged him......

Quiet, the scene is as silent as death!

Including the man behind the bookshelf, everyone seemed to be frozen, and they all stared at this sudden situation with their mouths wide open.

And Shangguan Qingyue's heart was bitter. She didn't want to hug him at all, okay? But the actual situation is not as people want to ---- her, her legs are numb, and she can't stand steadily, is it a valid reason?

Raising his head and looking at the man who was caught tightly by himself, Shangguan Qingyue was also stunned for a moment.

A pair of eyes are as bright as stars, and the two curved sword eyebrows are as thick as black paint. The long hair is tied up and held in place with a crown of jasam. The slender body is straight, and the whole person exudes innate nobility in the abundance and handsomeness, but it is difficult to hide the clear and handsome atmosphere of the beautiful son.

“……”

"I, I'm sorry, Lord Zhongli, I have no choice but to hide here today, in fact, I just want to express my love to you, who knows that I just met an assassin, and I hid out of fear, I really didn't mean to ......"

Before, Shangguan Qingyue heard their conversation clearly. The man known as Zhongli often followed King Jing to avoid the peach blossom debt, and ordinary people must not be able to see him easily, so she just took the opportunity to take advantage of it.

"Huh?"

As soon as the words came out, everyone around them was once again scorched by Lei without any suspense, and looked at the woman in the field incredulously.

"Cough, what ...... then" At this time, the handsome man in Xuanyi who was standing on the other side covered his mouth in embarrassment and coughed lightly, first breaking the silence, and then pointing at his nose with the folding fan in his hand, and suddenly smiled.

"I said girl, you hugged the wrong person, right? Ben-sama is here......"

“……”

Zhongli Junqing's somewhat playful tone made Shangguan Qingyue feel for a moment that God had pitted her a little miserably this time.

She's the wrong person!

But seeing the smiling person on the side, a pair of willow eyebrows commensurate with each other, apricot-like eyes are dark and bottomless, and the slightly slender corners of the eyes seem to be slightly raised at this moment because they have found something very interesting.

Since she was wrong, then, it is conceivable that what she is holding should be the prince of Jing.

I don't blame her, I can't see anything when I hide behind, judging from the voice, it's clear that Zhongli is the most evil and unruly one, but isn't it a legend that such men like to wear red? plus her legs were numb, so she pounced when she saw the red one, how could she have time to look at her appearance?

Sure enough, she was once again fooled by the modern time-traveling novels.

"Shangguan Qingyue, have you hugged enough?" Qu Jinglan's tone was cold, although he had been on the battlefield for a long time, and he could not change his face when he encountered unexpected situations, but there were some signs of collapse.