The kite raised her eyebrows and glanced at Luo Qingyin, and stopped talking, but finally lowered her eyes and was silent.

Luo Qingyin saw her expression in his eyes, reached out and tapped her forehead: "If you have something to say, you can say it directly." ”

"Yes, sir." The kite lowered his head and said, "There is a force in Xuanfeng City called the 'Walking Gang', which specializes in tracking and running errands for the people in the academy. His Royal Highness is quite secretive on weekdays, and the servant thinks ......"

That is, the object of tracking is her? Or someone from Xuanfeng Academy?

Luo Qingyin's face turned cold.

After the first battle of the freshman fair, she made countless enemies in the academy, but also shocked countless enemies.

Dare to follow her at the first time, is it Gong Danting again?

The corners of Luo Qingyin's lips hooked up a touch of coldness, and there was a cold light shining in her eyes, since Gong Danting wanted to find death, she didn't mind fulfilling her!

Zi Yunchen looked at her, and there was a hint of indifference in his eyes: "Who did you think of?" ”

Luo Qingyin raised his eyebrows, picked up a little light and shadow, and looked at him with a touch of scrutiny in his eyes.

If he knew that she and Gong Danting were not dying, would he stop her?

Do you want to gamble?

After a slight hesitation, the corners of Luo Qingyin's lips hooked up a faint smile like floating clouds, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "If I say it's Gong Danting, will you believe it?" ”

Zi Yunchen stared at her with deep eyes, and there was some indescribable meaning in her voice: "Little kitten, don't you believe me?" ”

Luo Qingyin's tone rose slightly: "Is there one?" ”

"Yes." Zi Yunchen rubbed her head, her voice firm and serious, "With my familiarity with you, if you believe me, you will tell me directly that it is Gong Danting, not in a tentative tone, you clearly don't believe me." ”

He was right.

Luo Qingyin's heart jumped, pulled the corners of his lips, and said casually: "It's Gong Danting." So, what do you do? On my side or on hers? ”

"Kitten, you always don't believe in this king, this king is very hurt." Zi Yunchen stretched out her slender and graceful fingers, breaking her face in front of her, forcing her to meet his eyes.

The two of them were face to face, the tips of their noses were almost together, Zi Yunchen's warm breath was on her face, her face was involuntarily hot, she tilted her head shyly, and said stiffly: "After all, she is your friend......"

"So, in your eyes, this king does not distinguish between right and wrong, and only talks about friendship regardless of the actual reason?" Zi Yunchen pinched the tip of her nose and said dotingly, "Even if it's only about friendship, how can her friendship with this king be as good as that between this king and you?" ”

Luo Qingyin glanced at him weakly.

Only when he is angry will he call himself "this king".

Apparently, she him off again.

However, she had to admit that her heart was warm.

…… Because of his trust.

…… Because, she won Gong Danting in his heart.

The corners of Luo Qingyin's lips hooked up a happy smile that was as clear as the wind: "Thank you, it's enough to have this sentence." ”

At the same time, the veiled Gong Danting pointed to Zi Yunchen's carriage and looked coldly at the people of the walking gang who were groveling in front of her: "Are you sure it's that car?" ”

The people from the Walking Gang nodded and said, "She entered the mansion after going down the mountain yesterday, and the little one stared at the door of the mansion, and she couldn't be wrong." ”

Looking at the carriage slowly walking away, Gong Danting's eyes became more and more gloomy, almost condensed into ice.

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