Chapter Seventy-One: The Little Book Is Destroyed

No matter how thick-skinned Feng Qingling was, he was starting to be embarrassed at this moment. Fortunately, it was night, and everyone didn't know each other, but the two of them were already outstanding, and this time they will definitely make people recognize and talk about it for a few days!

Seeing her annoyed, and thinking of everyone's eyes, Long Xiangyu suddenly had an epiphany, and when he looked at her again, he naturally looked annoyed and disdainful, and said angrily: "You are also a girl's family, how can you ...... buy that kind of thing?"

"I ......" Feng Qingling was also embarrassed, and secretly hated in his heart: Who am I buying this kind of book for? It's not that you, a lump of wood, don't understand the amorous feelings, people just want to add a little fun! Not only do you not know how to reflect now, but you even come to teach me a lesson? Nonsense! Who are you talking about? It's like talking about a child, it's really hateful!

"Bring it!" Long Xiangyu straightened his face and stretched out his hand at her.

"What are you doing?" Feng Qingling clutched her cuffs, her face was lost, and if she gave him the book again, she wouldn't be even more distracted.

"Ruined!" Long Xiangyu said with awe-inspiring righteousness, as if what Feng Qingling had in his hand was not an evil book, but a heinous monster that deserved to be killed.

"Please, your wife has married a lot, and she is millions of years old, don't tell me that this old dragon is still a virgin?" Feng Qingling clenched the things in her sleeve and grimaced at him, with a look of disdain, she didn't even feel embarrassed now.

"Hmph!" Long Xiangyu's face was pale when she said it, fortunately it was quiet here, and no one else was present, otherwise he would definitely slap this little thing to death with one palm.

"Don't pretend!If you want to say I'm embarrassed, I'm embarrassed?!After all, it's the first time people have ever thought about such a thing!" She blushed as she spoke, not as if she was faking.

You will also be embarrassed?! Long Xiangyu was slandered in his heart, and the corners of his forehead hurt a little.

He felt that sooner or later he would be angry with this girl.

"Hey, that...... It's not too early, should we go back and study this together?" Feng Qingling bowed his body and approached Long Xiangyu, smiling extremely shyly.

Long Xiangyu's face was pale, he grabbed her wrist, didn't give her time to react, and directly took out the two books from her sleeve and put them in his palm, his five fingers were slightly closed, and immediately there was a fire in his palm, and the two books that had not played their role were destroyed by him in his palm.

The corners of Feng Qingling's mouth twitched slightly, and he stared at him with painful frowns, and finally deeply understood the sadness and indignation of Long Aotian when he lost his love book in the morning. (PS: Hey, Feng Qingling, you're enough!Can that be the same?)

Long Xiangyu patted the ashes in his hand, and then said to Feng Qingling with a relaxed face: "Do you still want to go there?"

Feng Qingling wanted to die, but he raised his hand and didn't hit the smiling person, and followed him aggrievedly for a while, but he didn't mention his previous interest.

When the people began to disperse, they also walked back to the inn.

Along the way, Feng Qingling was unusually quiet, and Long Xiangyu sighed helplessly: "You care so much?"

"I don't care about those two books, I care about yours. Feng Qingling said smoothly, and he didn't fight the stubble.

Long Xiangyu paused, turned around, and looked at her fixedly, her expression was very calm, and her voice was also very gentle, at this time she was like a big brother comforting her little sister: "We are not suitable! Okay, don't think about it anymore! Go back!" and rubbed the top of her hair, and the next moment, she was dodged by Feng Qingling.