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Chapter 180: Misunderstanding

"Yue'er, don't you see my sincerity towards you?

This is the sincere words that Wushuang said, and it is also the only two words that March listened to: "Sincere!"

"What is sincerity?" March remembered Article 89 of the "Fox's Self-cultivation" that Sister Su (Su Yan, the proprietress of Jingxin Hotel) said: If a qualified fox wants to completely steal a man's sincerity, then he can't just rely on external disguise, but let a man see his true self!

After breaking up with Wushuang again, March suddenly woke up: what she wanted was not a simple temptation of the night core, but the sincerity of really stealing the night core!

In short, after doing a lot of ideological struggle, March decided to let go of the lady's disguise and let Yexin know more about her true self: the once invincible little witch!

"Hmph, Captain Bad Pig, wake up, why don't you come and help us?" said March, pouting as she bent down and pushed the Nightcore with her hand. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The great man Qiji once said: Uncle can bear it and aunt can't bear it, and the pug still has three points!

No, in the surprised eyes of Qiye and Sanba again, I saw Yexin suddenly stand up, grabbed March's right hand, and walked towards the grove not far away without looking back.

"This, this, this..." Sanba followed, but was stopped by Qiye.

"Little Eight, we were intervened in the misunderstanding between them, come, let's continue to roast straw mushrooms!" Qiye said bitterly, and at the same time silently praised the night core in his heart: Xinxin, well done!

In the dark and quiet grove, Night Core simply forced March "Wall Knock" in front of a tree, and his voice was ruthless and cold: "Tell me, who are you sacred, and why are you lurking around?"

"Xinxin, you should put this hand here too!, otherwise, I'll easily slip away!" said March coquettishly as she placed Nightcore's other hand on the tree.

At that time, Yexin put his hands on the tree, and March, blushing, clenched the corners of his clothes with both hands, curled up between his arms like a kitten, and a trace of ambiguous breath arose!

"What the hell are you?" Nightcore shook off his arms and took a step back, staring at March with strange eyes again.

"Hmph... Bad core, I don't understand the charm at all!" March puffed out his mouth and complained: "I'm just your team member! If you have to add a relationship, it's still your classmate!"

"So you heard it all!" Nightcore was stunned, only to realize that when he had spoken to Wushuang before, March had been lurking on the sidelines. Now, he simply broke the jar and said coldly:

"I admit it, I'm very despicable, and there's only one reason why I want to please you to join the team, and that's just the value of your status as a healer!

"Xinxin! I have nothing to do with Wushuang, he's just a psychopath! If he hadn't run fast just now, I would have beaten him up a long time ago! This bad guy dares to insult my family Xinxin like this!" March said angrily with a wave of his small fist.

"Please respect yourself, Your Majesty, I don't care what grievances you have with Wushuang? In short, I now ask you to leave the team in the name of the captain, and in the future, you and I have nothing to do with each other, I won't see you!" After Yexin finished speaking, he resolutely turned around and prepared to leave.

"Xinxin, don't go, listen to me?" "Wushuang ......" March grabbed Yexin's arm and pleaded bitterly.

"Girl, let go!" Nightcore patted March's hand away and turned back.

"Okay, Captain Nightcore, then let me ask you, why did you disqualify my team members? At least you have to get everyone's vote!" March stared at the coldness in Nightcore's eyes, puffed up his chest and gritted his teeth.

"You!you!" Yexin said, "Okay, good, why should I? Just because of your character! Leaving aside your tangled relationship with the Holy Fire, I ask you, what is your relationship with the owner of the Elaborate Inn? Is it because of Boss Su's orders that you are pestering me so much?"

"Sister Su, I just met her! You should know very well. March wondered.

"Hmph, I'm very clear!Are you making fun of my military advisor's IQ?How can she teach you how to make tea by herself?" Yexin sneered.

"How do you know?" said March, surprised.

"Hmph... Sure enough, I can see now why we are wanted by the Elaborate Inn, and besides, you stole my gold card too, right?" Nightcore said unrelentingly.

"What? Nightcore, what did you say, you, you, are you stupid?" said March with a shocked face.

"What, stupid pig, you're a fox, why did you bring me tea the day my gold card fell? You say, was there any medicine in that tea? and how did you stun me?"

"You, you, me, my day?" March's heart was like ashes, she wanted to explain but couldn't say anything about Yexin's "cheating", so she could only grit her teeth and say: "Yexin, you big stupid pig, it's unreasonable! However, I forgive you, because you were absolutely infected by that crazy person like Wushuang!"

After saying that, March walked in the direction of the campfire, but how could Nightcore let her go so easily, he stretched out his arms in front of her, and sneered, "What? I have nothing to say, and I don't even want to excuse myself?"

"I'm angry, I don't want to talk to you stupid pig, I'm going to go back and find Xiao Qiye to comment!" March gritted her teeth as she pushed away Nightcore's arm.

"What? You're really a shitty vixen!Why? Can't seduce me, and you want to seduce Xiao Ye? There are no doors! I warn you, stay away from us! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!" Nightcore pinched March's shoulder with his left hand, and clenched his right hand into a fist, and a trace of blue light overflowed from between the fists.

"Big stupid pig, you let go, you hurt me!" March shook her shoulders, her eyes covered with tears.

"Okay, then you get out of the way for me first!" Nightcore said coldly.

"Xinxin, you stupid pig, I won't talk to you again!" March couldn't hold back her tears of grievance anymore, only to see her bite Yexin's left hand fiercely.

"Ahh

"Ding!" a beautiful red hairpin fell to the ground, it was the hair ornament that March had been knocked off. Nightcore stood there, staring blankly at the bright red row of tooth marks on the back of his hand.

At that time, all the wind poured into his sleeves, trying to soak up the last warmth of his body, and yet, it touched a pile of coldness. Nightcore's heart was as cold as ice, and a lot of inexplicable sadness was stuck in his throat, but a voice in his ear told him:

She's the woman of the Holy Fire, a woman you can't touch!