As soon as Ao Ling finished saying that they had 'nothing to do lately', a strange thing happened under their noses in the blink of an eye.

The book that was originally lying on Long Aotian's right hand suddenly 'self-immolated'.

It was a matter of an instant, Long Aotian didn't even have time to react, only the burn on his hand was a real indication of what had just happened.

Long Aotian's face was painful, looking at his swollen and sore palms, and he was annoyed. He secretly hated himself for not having time to make a remedy, when he could have done something, but as a result, he had done nothing.

Long Aotian didn't pay attention to some details because he cared too much about the book, but Long Xiangyu was different, he had been quietly observing the surrounding environment, and he also noticed what happened at that moment, he clearly knew that not to mention Aotian, even he didn't have time to do anything at that moment. It was a movement that was hard to notice even without blinking, but it happened in this instant.

Is this a declaration of power to them? and should he return the favor as well?

Long Xiangyu thought about it here, Feng Qingling had already pushed Qing Miao, almost pushing her onto Long Aotian's body, only to hear her whispered and gentle greeting: "Are your hands okay?" Fortunately, she understood the meaning of Feng Qingling's push on her.

Bai Wan saw Feng Qingling's thoughts clearly, but she scoffed. For Qing Miao's obsession with Long Aotian, it is not to the extreme.

It's not that she's targeting Qing Miao, it's mainly that she thinks that the 'bullshit emotional ties' of these 'self-righteous' true temperaments of human beings are just 'bullshit'. Some people can't even stand the test of wealth, power, fame and fortune, not to mention some people who can't control the lower half of their body, and can't even pass the hurdle of 'desire'.

Hmph, love?fuck, in her white eyes, it's really not even a fart!!

Feng Qingling was busy giving Long Xiangyu a look when she was a matchmaker, and the two tacitly nodded at each other slightly, and at the same time slapped at the table they were sitting on from different positions.

The table did not move at all, and even the sound of trembling did not come out, but a trace of green smoke slowly rose from the place where Fang Cai Long Aotian placed the book, and then gathered into a line of ethereal blue letters in mid-air, which was not inferior to the good hand on the book of Fang Cai Wang Xi.

On the fifth day of the fifth month of May, see you at Tianyue Lake.

"Tianyue Lake?!" This time it was Bai Wan who frowned.

Ao Ling's whole mind was on Long Xiangyu's body, how could Long Xiangyu and Feng Qingling's tacit cooperation escape her eyes, but she secretly hated why she didn't react faster, then, the person who cooperated with Brother Xiang tacitly would definitely not be her Feng Qingling. However, her skills are not as good as others, and she can only make trouble of herself, but she didn't see that someone was playing tricks.

Ao Yan also subconsciously frowned when he heard 'Tianyue Lake', only Feng Qingling had an expectant expression, Long Xiangyu was still expressionless, Qing Miao only cared about Long Aotian's injury, and didn't pay attention to what they said, Long Aotian was immersed in his lost ink treasure and grieved, where did he have time to pay attention to anything else.