It looks very serious.

Line one, not only as a martial arts leader, but also as the top ten men on the rivers and lakes.

Just looking at the side profile, you can understand in an instant, so finely crafted, it is simply awesome.

Although all of his attention was focused on roasted pheasants, the corners of his mouth were always curved, and he seemed to have a smile anytime, anywhere.

This kind of smile seems to make the sun suddenly pull away the darkness from the clouds and shine in at once.

Coupled with the self-contained gentle and relaxed aura of Cheng Xingyi, drinking it is like a bowl of incurable poison.

According to legend, the eyebrows fly diagonally into the temples, and the ink-and-wash paintings are generally wind-flowing eyes.

From the eyes to the end of the eyes, the lines are extremely fresh and smooth, like the ink lines of the meticulous brushwork, which are flexible and gentle.

The black-and-white eyes are clear and clear, with no impurities, and unswerving determination.

Those eyes are small, very narrow and long, but there is no feeling of water and light, but with a deep charm, as if to attract people.

There is no denying that one line is handsome.

So handsome and so tragic!

So handsome!

It should be the appearance of a wind-little boy, but it has a more innocent heart than anyone.

A little provocative, blushing and red ears, especially touching.

Lu Qingge saw his cold response, different from previous tasks, this time, she directly followed the original owner's character.

Ask directly: "Why do I feel from you, you don't like me at all?"

These remarks were not as straightforward as they were without euphemism before.

Upon hearing this, Chengxing couldn't help but stiffen his face, and his face became very weird.

But for a long period of time developed a bland character, so he quickly returned to calm.

"Your illusion."

All the actions in this scene fell into the eyes of Lu Qingge, who was carefully watching Line 1.

"How could it be an illusion?" She sat on the stone next to her charming face, looking at the burning flame in front of her, "The sixth sense of a woman is the most sensitive-feeling, it is easy to distinguish. Who likes or dislikes himself."

Cheng Xingyi did not answer, he continued to roast pheasant.

The mind is particularly heavy.

He didn't dislike Lu Qingge.

I really like it.

However, right and evil are not mutually exclusive.

Even if they have feelings for each other, no matter how they feel.

As one of the leaders of the martial arts, the first trip is clearer than anyone else's and must be understood!

Lu Qingge can never marry him as his wife!

This is also the answer he gave himself in this silence.

Since you cannot give an answer, since you cannot give a promise.

It would be better to wipe out all the possibilities in the beginning.

Although Cheng Xingyi is pleased with Lu Qingge...but the two of them are impossible.

After about a scent of incense, a quiet voice rang out: "I didn't hate you, so don't think too much."

Lu Qingge turned his head, holding his face in both hands, staring at him.

The roast chicken is almost ready.

The air is filled with refreshing fragrance.

Very attractive.

Lu Qingge, who had not eaten all day, couldn't help but swallow.

The belly rang at this time.

"You have to wait for a while, but you are not familiar yet!" Cheng Xingyi said lightly.

In the tone, I can clearly feel... alienation.

Lu Qingge's eyes flickered slightly...she stood up straight and walked to the man who was grilling seriously.

Leaning directly in front of him, the dragonfly spotted a kiss on his lips.

Soon he left, with a wide smile in his mouth, and it seemed to revert to the handsome young man in the game.

"Brothers, don't worry about this. There will be a period in the future!"