Murong Qianqian thought, in this dangerous moment, shouldn't there be a hero saving the beauty in the plot? Logically speaking, don't ask An's reasoning, anyway, this is how beautiful women should be treated.

Ahem, logically speaking, there should be a handsome young man wearing a white embroidered robe, wielding a sharp long sword Yushu Linfeng, and then the young man would hold the long sword and say...

"Let that girl go!" The deep, magnetic voice was strong and powerful.

Yes, that's the line. Hey, but the voice doesn't seem to be an illusion.

Murong Qianqian raised her head following the source of the sound, and couldn't help but think "sh|it" in her heart, this God must be so powerful.

At the entrance of the alley, there was indeed a man in white with fluttering sleeves leaning against the wall, but he was holding not a long sword but a folding fan.

The man's hands were beating the fan intermittently, making the domineering look around him look a bit lazy, but he was still extremely cool and handsome.

This feeling seemed very familiar. Murong Qianqian felt that the adjective "cool" had been used in a certain situation recently, so she thought about it distractedly.

Suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred, and she suddenly remembered that the man in front of her was the handsome guy who gave her a roast chicken in the forest and then boldly expressed his love. What a fate.

Just listen to the color | The wolf squinted his eyes and roared: "Boy, why are you pretending to be a hero, be careful I will beat you all over the ground!"

But the handsome guy sneered and snorted coldly, "It's just a pity that it's up to you, haha~"

Murong Qianqian felt that a handsome guy was a handsome guy, and even his laughter was particularly nice and sexy. She couldn't help but wonder what she would do if the handsome guy showed love again. Should she refuse or accept?

If I refuse again, I will really feel sorry for this drama of a hero saving a beauty, and even more sorry for this handsome guy's deep infatuation.

If he agrees, first of all, he has not made clear his inner thoughts, and secondly, will he be beaten to death by Xuanyuan Yao? This is a question worthy of further investigation.

Just when Murong Qianqian had a headache from thinking about it, there was a "bang~" sound, and the wolf was kicked to his feet like a can, and dust filled the sky.

Looking up again, a very handsome guy is fighting with a rough guy in a handsome manner. His crescent-white clothes are fluttering, which makes people fascinated.

The handsome guy's martial arts skills were indeed quite high, but he knocked down the rough guys in just two or three blows. He put away his fan and gave Murong Qianqian a wink.

Murong Qianqian quickly held the chin that had been taken off, her eyes were so excited that stars were shining in her eyes, "Young Master is so powerful, I admire you so much from this little girl."

The handsome guy opened his fan with a snap, shook it twice charmingly, and said with a smile: "Girl, why do you need to thank me? I just draw my sword to help you when the road is rough."

"Young Master said it quite easily," Murong Qianqian lowered her eyes, blinking her long and thick eyelashes, "Actually, the little lady knows that because the Young Master fell in love with the little girl at first sight,

This person must be following me secretly, hoping that the hero can save the beauty so that he can win the admiration of the little girl, and then the two of them will be in love and stay together, but..."

The handsome guy shook his hand and the foldable fan fell to the ground with a clatter.

Murong Qianqian poked her fingers in confusion, "But this sudden incident has not made the little girl think about it for a while. What should we do?"

"Um...girl, don't worry, I'm really..." The handsome guy picked up the fan and was about to explain.

Murong Qianqian shook her hand and interrupted: "Young master, there is no need to explain. The little girl never likes to be sloppy, and this kind of handling of feelings must be clean and neat.

The little girl really didn't think about it well today, not to mention that her current status does not allow the little girl to think too much. Hey, facing this infatuation, she just sighs that beauty is a curse."

The handsome guy's hand shook again, and the folding fan fell to the ground with a clatter again.

The handsome guy picked up the fan, was stunned for a moment and said sincerely: "...Since the girl knows that I really miss you, I can't hide it since I met the girl in the woods.

The girl's beauty was like a fish and a wild goose, the moon was closed and the flowers were shy, and the country and the city were captivated. The girl was like a flower and a jade, which deeply touched my heart, and I couldn't sleep at night ever since.

I longed to see the girl's face, so I secretly followed her there, hoping that she would cherish my sincerity."

Hearing this sincere confession, Murong Qianqian sighed and said resentfully: "Sir, there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world, why do you have to fall in love with a flower unrequitedly?"

The two of you said something to each other, and I rambled on for half a stick of incense.

The rough men on the ground who were beaten half to death were convulsing, their bodies were twitching again and again, and they were all frothing at the mouth and completely fainted.

As the saying goes, a life-saving favor must be repaid by a spring of water. Murong Qianqian felt that she couldn't give her life to him, but she should at least treat the handsome guy to a meal or something.

With this thought in mind, I invited the handsome man to have lunch at the best restaurant in Huadu City, booked the best room, and ordered the best wine and food.

"Sir, I would like to give you a glass of wine to express my gratitude." Murong Qianqian poured two glasses of wine and greeted her politely.

The handsome guy smiled and said: "Girl is treating me today, I should be grateful to her."

Hearing this, Murong Qianqian suddenly remembered that she was short of money and said awkwardly: "Young master, although the young lady really wants to treat us today, but you know, can you advance the money first?"

The handsome guy raised his eyes, frowned and said seriously: "But I don't have any money~"

"Pfft~" Murong Qianqian spat out a mouthful of wine and said in shock: "If you don't have money, why would you go to a restaurant... Well, I mean, what should we do if we don't have money?"

The handsome guy took out a square towel and wiped the wine on his face, took a deep breath and said calmly: "I'm just kidding, I'll pay the bill later."

Murong Qianqian smiled cheerfully and patted the handsome boy's shoulder, then she said again: "Young lady knows that the young master looks like a rich and generous person."

The handsome guy chuckled and said, "Girl, please don't call me Young Master. My surname is Su and Ye Luo."

Murong Qianqian took another sip of wine and squirted out, and said in surprise: "Ye Luo, Master, don't you have a father who doesn't love your mother? Why did you give you such a shameful name?"

Su Yeluo wiped the drink on his face again, twitching the corners of his lips and said: "Girl, my name is Su Yeluo, Su from branches and leaves supporting Su, Ye from Yexi Ruhua, Luo from Wushan Luopu, not leaves from falling."

"Oh~ I see." Murong Qianqian looked astonished, but she still felt that Ye Luo's name was really not up to par.

Su Yeluo put away the folding fan and said with a handsome smile: "My friends all call me Mr. Su, but I feel that this title is a bit unfamiliar. Girls can just call me Yeluo."
Chapter completed!