"This is a literary meeting, and there is no need to be formal. Seeing that the corners of Liulishan's mouth were tugging, Mo Chenghao didn't pay attention to it, but waved his hand towards Liulikun modestly. Then he stopped his gaze on Liulishan's body.

I always feel that this Liulishan is not the other Liulishan, seeing that her calm and waveless eyes are staring at the Hanmei in front of her with interest at the moment, and the corners of her mouth are hooked with a smile that seems to be nothing, giving her a mysterious and unexplored feeling. It's not like a timid silence.

Thinking about the rumors on the street on this day, there is a scene of a loving daughter saving her father in Yangdan. Such a calm and wise woman can really skillfully use the blade at this moment?

When Mo Chenghao looked at Liulishan in a trance, the literary meeting began. With the shout of an elderly man on the stage, the young ladies in the audience held brushes and wrote their works on snow-white rice paper.

Looking at their actions, Liulishan turned her head curiously and asked, "Brother, who is the old man on the stage?"

Hearing this, Liulikun looked at the table and just wanted to explain, but Mo Chenghao beside him had already spoken: "He is the master of the Royal Academy, Helian Qiu." ”

"That's right, this man is generous, kind-eyed, and beloved. And this type of conference is held by him. Liulikun immediately followed Mo Chenghao's words, and looked at Liulishan's eyes and couldn't help but ignite a little g.

Along the way, although Liulishan didn't talk much, he felt that he was no longer submissive and hiding. Looking at Liulishan again, her eyes, her smile stood upright, proud as a lotus, high and indifferent like a cloud.

Feeling the two burning eyes beside him staring at him, a trace of coldness crossed Liulishan's eyes. But it's hard to be quiet around at the moment. In desperation, he lifted the brush in front of him, and then looked at the plum blossoms in front of him, his brain moved flexibly, and his subordinates began to move.

"Okay, let's stop writing and wait for the old man to see. After a long time, Helian Qiu on the stage touched his not very long beard, looked around for a week, and then opened his throat and said.

As his words fell, the people who were holding the pen also put the brushes in their hands on the ink table on the side, and discussed with the people around them.

Naturally, what they theorized was nothing more than the beautiful and handsome men above this conference.

Look at them shyly and timid, and their faces are flushed. Pretending to be a gesture, * dignified, Liulishan covered her forehead, and let this Mei set off these people, which is simply an insult.

"What's wrong?" Liulikun, who was paying attention attentively, found that Liulishan was holding her forehead with one hand, a trace of worry crossed her eyes, and then asked softly in a low voice.

"Huh?" Hearing this, Liulishan turned around, and when she saw the worry in Liulikun's eyes, the corners of her mouth twitched, and then she shook her head awkwardly and shifted her gaze.

Seeing Liulishan's dodging eyes, Liulikun felt a sense of loss in his heart. But he quickly covered the discomfort in his heart and stretched out his hand, gently touched Liulishan's forehead, and probed the temperature.

However, his move suddenly stunned Liulishan, and even Mo Chenghao on the side cast a puzzled gaze.

They're brother and sister, right? But wouldn't that be too much?

Liulishan smacked his tongue, and Shui Ling's eyes looked at Liulikun in front of him without blinking, only to see him carefully probing the temperature on Liulishan's forehead and his own temperature, and there was a lot of pity on his face.

"I'm fine. Liulishan hurriedly intervened to stop it, and the words she said completely forgot to control it, making it extremely cold.

It's just that as soon as she said this, it immediately attracted the side eyes of many people, and when they saw that it was them, everyone also had a strange look.