Seeing Qing Wei ask about Qing Kui, he remembered the deep sisterhood between the two of them, if this little contradiction arises, there will be no overnight feud.

He relaxed.

After thinking about it carefully, it is intriguing: "Childhood sweethearts, two little guesses, I ...... I don't remember it either. ”

- What a childhood sweetheart! What a little guess!

She smiled and laughed, coughing and coughing speechless, covering her mouth, for fear that she would not be able to stop the heart that wanted to cry.

She was so humble, so careful, humbled into the dust, and planted a seed of piety,

Thinking day and night,

Watering to break the ground.

Will it bloom?

She clenched the angry invitation in her hand, as if she were clenching her heart.

But it hurts...... It's not just pain, it's more incomprehensible sadness.

She looked at her, smiling and coughing, and looking at him pleadingly: "Moli...... Moli ...... You and I are also childhood sweethearts!

Why...... Why can't you give me a chance......

Can you give me a chance?

- Give me a chance, okay! ”

"-Qing Wei!" Lu Moli roared angrily, "It's not what you think at all!" I love her! I love her! ”

……

…… Love her, so, don't you love yourself? Hehe.

The fox fire is still scorching this peach forest, there is no anger, no resentment, and some are a sad sorrow.

Between her fingers, there are peach blossoms that he gave her, and she protects them so carefully and well.

The peach blossom bones are still as delicate as they were back then, but her heart has been ground by the sand and dust of this world.

Qing Kui walked over, playing with the last peach blossom cut before burning in her slender hands, the flowers were in full bloom very delicate, she lowered her head and sniffed lightly, revealing an intoxicated look.

Then......

Throw it to the ground and let it be burned to ashes by the fox fire.

She looked at Qing Wei with a half-glow, and said softly: "Sister and brother-in-law, let's finish talking." ”

Qing Kui was dressed in a milky smoky sand dress, draped in a half-moon colored tulle, and in Yuan Shandai's eyebrows, her delicate amber eyes were as beautiful as she used to be.

'Sister, you put your face ...... Give it to me......'

She remembered the old days when she had exchanged faces with Qing Kui, and she only felt that the lightning and thunder around her, the dark clouds overwhelmed the city, and everything seemed to be a cycle of cause and effect.

Resentment, jealousy, unwillingness!

It was completely evident in Qing Wei's face, she breathed deeply in the cold air, straightened her back, and her eyes showed rare hatred.

"—It's you! It's you! ”

"—give me back your face! You give me back Moli!! ”

She lost her mind and rushed forward like an angry beast, clutching Qing Kui's slender neck. Her body trembled, but she gave Qingkui room to breathe so that she could question!

Qingkui never thought that her sister, who is usually short-tempered and short-tempered, would be so impulsive.

She gasped for air, her long nails scratching at the place where Qing Wei had been pinched on her neck.

The beautiful fox eyes rolled their eyes at the moment, and it was difficult to breathe, "Sister, sister...... What did you say...... I...... I don't understand...... Sister...... Sister ......"

Qing Wei can not understand the woman in front of her, she is covered with hair, her face is hideous, and she is no different from a ghost:

"—how can you do this, how can you do this!

My face, my face......

My Ink Leaves ...... Moli !! ”