Guan Xirin, who was waiting for him to reply, saw him looking at the carriage behind him stupidly, his face suddenly darkened, and he moved to the left, and the whole big man was in front of him like that.

"I said, what are you looking at?"

"Brother Murong, do you know the people in the carriage?"

Feng Qingge walked over slowly, asked softly, his eyes fell on the carriage, and then moved away, looking at Guan Xirin with a light smile: "This son, since he is my brother Murong's friend, he is also my Feng Qingge's friend, which one is the son in the carriage?" Why don't you come out and see you? ”

She had been looking over there for a while, she was really puzzled, the stupid look on Murong Yixuan's face made her feel a sense of crisis for the first time since she replaced Feng Qingge's identity, that kind of gaze was too familiar, and it made her heart tremble.

Once, she watched quietly from the side just now, watching him look at Feng Qingge with that kind of gentle and affectionate gaze, but since she replaced this identity, she felt that he always lacked the affection and gentleness he had for Feng Qingge in the past.

Even if he said gentle words and was considerate to her when he looked at her, he was as sensitive as she was.

This made her uneasy, but she didn't dare to dig deeper, for fear that the final result would be something she couldn't bear, and she kept ignoring it, telling herself that she was thinking too much.

But just now, she was standing there, watching him look at the inside of the carriage as the curtain was lifted and the man came down, and she almost collapsed.

There is no need to look, a woman's intuition also knows that the person in the carriage must be a woman, but, what kind of woman is it? Can he make such a gaffe?

Guan Xirin looked at her like an idiot: "Am I familiar with you?" Does my sister know you well? If you want to see it, she has to come out and let you see it? ”

Feng Qingge's face was not very good when he heard this, but he didn't have a seizure, but turned his head to look at the carriage and said softly: "Girl, meeting is fate, why don't you come out and see you?" ”

Feng Jiu in the carriage played with the hair hanging down his chest, his eyes were slightly squinted, and the corners of his lips under the veil were pouting with a playful and evil smile, and his voice came out unhurriedly, with three points of laziness and seven points of carelessness.

"Do I know you? Why go out to meet you? ”

Listening to the sound coming from the carriage, Feng Qingge was slightly stunned, and seemed to be a little familiar.

And she is not the only one who has this feeling, even Murong Yixuan was slightly stunned, that voice is somewhat similar to Qingge's, but it is a little different, because there is a casual laziness in that voice, which is very sultry.

Perhaps it was the somewhat familiar voice that made her feel uneasy, she actually crossed the Guan Xirin in front of her, came to the carriage and reached out to open the curtain, but before the outstretched hand touched the curtain, she was grabbed by a pair of big hands.

"What do you do!"

Guan Xirin's eyes were wide, her face was dark, and she stared at this beautiful woman very unhappily, feeling that her brain was all long and her face was gone, and she couldn't understand human words at all.

"Let it go!"

Feng Qingge scolded, frowning at the hand that grabbed her wrist.

After Guan Xirin pulled her back two steps, she let go of her hand with a look of disgust: "If you didn't want to lift the curtain, you thought I wanted to hold your hand?" ”

"Smack!"

"Qingge!" Murong Yixuan's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly stepped forward.

Guan Xirin covered his face and glared at Feng Qingge in disbelief: "You, you beat me?" ”