Before Long Aotian's last fragile nerve collapsed, Qing Miao suddenly felt that she seemed to be playing a little too much, although as Qing Ling said, it was really cool to talk so casually, but she still couldn't be Feng Qingling's chic and unscrupulous, and she couldn't help but take into account the other party's feelings in her heart.

Thinking about it, Long Aotian has always regarded himself very highly, and he has a scholarly demeanor, how can he stand her being stimulated by such words, I'm afraid that he is going to be angry and hurt himself, right?

Somewhat uneasy, Qing Miao coughed lightly, cast a spell and flew in front of Long Aotian lightly, bowed slightly, and said apologetically: "Qing Miao Fang is the angry boy who said those words to insult Qing Miao, so he will be angry for a while and say what Fang Cai, don't take it to heart, just take it as Qing Miao is talking nonsense! Qing Miao will take the son to the building to rest!" As he spoke, he was going to pull Long Aotian's sleeve and prepare to take him to the observation tower. Unexpectedly, Long Aotian dodged her outstretched hand and looked at her indifferently.

Qing Miao sighed in her heart, it seems that she really offended him this time. With a smile on his face, he persuaded him: "The son hasn't eaten for a day, and the boy can't open the space with him at the moment, why not make it a good idea for Quan Qingmiao to ask for it?"

Long Aotian really felt that this Qing Miao was too fickle, and after a while, he really didn't understand whether she liked herself, or hated herself like Fang Cai, so what did she mean by being apologetic at the moment? Thinking of Feng Qingling's entanglement with his eldest brother over the years, he couldn't help frowning. He doesn't want to be like a big brother, so stay away from her in the future!

Long Aotian is actually a very pure-minded person. He has his own favorite things, he is very single-minded, and he has been fond of ancient characters and paintings for tens of thousands of years. He has his own insistence on the concept of feelings, looking for a woman of the same race with a harmonious personality and both talents and appearances to fall in love, although he has never met a suitable one, but he has never changed his original intention. He has his own way of doing things, he is never soft on his enemies, but he can be kind to his friends and relatives, except for Qing Miao, who is always angry in front of him. This woman, who was neither his friend nor an enemy, really caused a crack in the principles he had believed in for so many years, and he really didn't know how to deal with her.

Qing Miao's feelings for him were more complicated than for her, and the original love at first sight became a little unreal in the slow relationship. It's definitely a lie, although the more she gets along, the more she is speechless about many of his personalities, and even a little disgusted, but it's not disgusting and disgusting. It's just that now even she can't figure out what kind of mood she has for him. Seeing him sour and rotten, she was a little disgusted, but she was a little distressed when she saw him angry and gritted her teeth and was wronged, hey, she really didn't understand what she was thinking, could it be that she was a masochistic physique?

Forget it! I don't want to!

Qing Miao tried her best to get rid of the messy thoughts in her mind, and felt that it was the most important thing to get rid of the eldest young master first.

"Young Master Long, aren't you afraid that I will play tricks on you again, so you won't let me take you into the observation tower, haha, I really didn't expect that a little flower fairy of mine would make the second prince of the dragon afraid, it's really an honor!" Qing Miao deliberately exaggerated smiled and said loudly.

"What are you talking about, how can this son be afraid of you?" Long Aotian is no different from a vindictive rooster at this moment, and he will definitely blow up his hair when he touches it casually.

Qing Miao wanted to laugh in her heart, but she couldn't help laughing, grabbed his arm, and said provocatively: "Since Long Gongzi is not afraid, then he will be broken away from Qing Miao's hand! At this time, the childishness that came out of Long Aotian's table made Qing Miao feel interesting and liked. Yes. She thinks that such an awkward and childish Long Aotian is very likable, more likable than when he folds a fan and shakes it gently, stands against the wind, recites poetry, and is obsessed with literature.

"Say, what do you want to do?!" Long Aotian broke away from Qing Miao's hand after he landed, put his hands behind his back, looked at her arrogantly, and asked coldly.

Qing Miao covered her lips and chuckled, and as soon as she raised her sleeves, another pair of cups and chopsticks appeared on the jade table: "It's just that I want to invite Long Gongzi to come and share the wine and food!" That cup is subtly different from Qing Miao's jade cup, in the dim night, it glows with a leisurely blue-yellow light, it is actually a luminous cup with five thousand years of spirituality, I think this cup should have been cultivated into a spiritual device, but I don't see it appear, I don't know why?

"Would you be so kind?" he looked at the luminous cup, and he didn't believe her words even more. The person who was still teasing him just now suddenly changed his mind. Maybe it's her new trick, and there's something weird about that glow-in-the-dark cup. Now that his mana has been sealed, he can't take it lightly.

Facing his vigilant gaze, Qing Miao shouted in her heart that she was wronged, but she expected Long Aotian to admit death, and she didn't want to entangle him more on this issue, so she just raised her sleeves, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Long Gongzi is here, don't you even have the courage to drink a glass of water and wine?" Provocation, Chi Guoguo's provocation.

Okay! Long Aotian, a sour scholar, really eats her set, it's really a brine and a little tofu, one thing drops one thing!

"Why don't you dare?" Long Aotian lifted up his robe and sat down opposite her.

She lightly twisted the wine jug, poured wine into the luminous glass, and filled her own cup, picked it up, took a sip, and said lightly, "Grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately." Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came back to fight in ancient times. Good wine, good poetry!

"You and I are not on the battlefield now, and there is no 'pipa music on horseback', except for this grape and wine, how can we say it in response to the situation?" he said this to definitely sarcastically mock his Qing Miao before taking revenge.

"You and I are forced to be trapped in the bag, and the spells are sealed, and there are enemies outside, this situation is not a battlefield is better than a battlefield, one of them. Inviting Childe to drink, but I want to ask Childe to forget about the unpleasantness before Jì for a while, and enjoy this meal of wine and food, and secondly. Drunk and lying on the battlefield Jun Mo Xiao, which has the name of our common opponent 'Jun Mo Xiao', the third also. Don't you think it's very appropriate for the occasion?" Qing Miao sipped the wine in her glass, her expression was elegant, her smile was calm, and she was really free and easy.

Long Aotian looked at her like this, and he also had some different feelings. Maybe it's really because my nerves are too tense, and my heart is disturbed by these things that come one after another, so I will fall into the enemy's moves, thinking like this, I can't complain about others.