Her somewhat lustful tone made Feng Jiu suddenly have an ominous premonition, but she forced it to suppress the feeling: "If you want it, take it." ”

Qing Kui smiled, grabbed the purple bamboo bone fan between the waist of the phoenix dove and put it in the palm of his hand to play, and the innocent smile made the phoenix dove unable to see anything else.

She narrowed her fox eyes and said very playfully: "Brother Fengjun, is this thing good for Ah Kui?" ”

Feng Jiu nodded, this fan has followed him for a long time, no matter how emotional it is, it is a dead thing after all, and it is okay for her to take it if she likes it. "Okay."

When Qing Kui heard this, she smiled even more happily. She untied the tassel under the handle of the fan, took off the cinnamon branch the size of half a palm, stared at the thing with two eyes, and said happily: "Thank you, Brother Fengjun!" ”

Feng Gu took a look, she didn't take this purple bamboo bone fan, but what was left in her hand was the fan pendant given to her by Qing Wei, and an inexplicable feeling surged in her heart.

Nervously said: "Qingkui, this pendant is the ...... she gave to this immortal monarch"

How could she happen to fall in love with this fan pendant, what a miscalculation!

Qing Kui blinked and looked at Feng Jiu very innocently, "This Qing Kui knows it, but since my sister gave it to Brother Feng Jun, shouldn't this thing belong to Brother Feng Jun?" ”

That being said,

Feng Jiu's face was already flushed, and he said embarrassedly: "Naturally, it belongs to this Immortal Monarch, but——"

The white jade index finger of the green onion picked up the fan pendant, shook the red rope, and carefully looked at the delicate cinnamon branch.

Close your eyes and smell the sweet fragrance of cinnamon, which is refreshing.

"It's so fragrant......"

She gently rubbed the tiny stamens on the cinnamon branches, as if she liked this little plaything very much.

Seeing this, the phoenix dove's throat and eyes became dry, and he reprimanded slightly: "Qingkui! ”

Only then did Qingkui open his eyes and look at the phoenix dove fixedly. Her eyes were already full of loss, and she rested the fan pendant in her hand on the table, but the rest of her eyes glanced at the cinnamon branch from time to time.

sighed, "That's it, Feng Jun cares, why bother to say to Ah Kui, 'If you want, just open your mouth'."

Ah Kui is not strong, Feng Jun should stay on his own. ”

As she spoke, she picked up the laurel branch and stuffed it into the phoenix dove's arms, but when the phoenix dove heard that she had already said that, she felt extremely ashamed. You can't take the fan pendant.

"This, this...... You ......"

Qing Kui looked at the phoenix dove's shirk appearance, and there was an indescribable happiness in her heart.

He was even more happy in his heart, and asked carefully: "If Feng Jun really cares about this thing, he doesn't have to give it to Ah Kui, how can Ah Kui be such a stingy person." ”

Care about......

Do you care?

Up and down his huge immortal forest, there has never been a lack of rare things.

If you really say that a natural self-shaped, smelly cinnamon branch fan pendant, even if you can't get the same. Why is it so difficult for him to get a resemblance?

But the resistance in his heart,

That unwillingness,

Reluctance,

Why?

The phoenix dove half-lowered his eyes, looking at the flowers falling outside the courtyard, a blue figure came into his mind, so that he could not linger no matter what.

…… He remembered the way she looked when she received the cinnamon branch that day—

She pursed her lips, crossed her hands on her hips and looked up to the sky and smiled: "It's just a casual get, if you lose it one day, it doesn't matter if the immortal is here." ”

Does she care?

But why was he so nervous......

"Fengjun, Fengjun?" Qing Kui's tentative cry summoned him out of his brief wandering spirit.

He was stunned, smiled, handed the cinnamon branch to Qingkui, and said, "Since you like it, then take it." ”

Qingkui took the fan pendant, smiled with joy, pulled the sleeve of the phoenix dove and said sweetly: "Brother Fengjun, you are so good!" ”

- How is he?

He's not good.

The stinky fox didn't care about it, and he ......

Why care.