She did not deny that she had been frightened by Yue Cang Tong's serious expression just now——

"I can't come?" The masked man stared at Qingcheng and asked, his thin lips tightly pursed again, his eyes cold with some dissatisfaction.

Is she so unwilling to see him?

Qingcheng sighed helplessly, what? Are all these people here to show off to her tonight? They all feel like they have eaten explosives. It's so depressing.

Qingcheng turned around and ignored the masked man. She walked into the room alone, leaving the masked man standing motionless. When she saw his slightly standing figure outside, a trace of reluctance flashed through her heart——

"Come in! It's windy outside," Qingcheng reminded softly. She put away her original slightly lonely look and put on a crisp and neat look.

The masked man hesitated slightly, frowned - for a long time, and finally walked into the room.

"How do you let men freely enter your boudoir late at night?" The masked man sat down at the table again and asked with a frown. There seemed to be a strong smell of jealousy spreading in his tone.

Qingcheng looked at the masked man and was slightly stunned. What happened when he entered the room? Didn't he do anything sneaky? Why was he so excited? He thought she wasn't happy yet?

"It's not a big deal, what will you do to me?" Qingcheng asked in a funny voice.

After hearing Qingcheng's answer, the masked man's face darkened again, and he was very dissatisfied - but did not make a sound -

Well - I became taciturn again. I wonder - where was the sharp-tongued man in the bamboo forest that day? Could it be that there is still a cumulative explosion of language?

"I'm here for my marriage." Qingcheng glanced at the masked man with an expression that didn't make sense, and asked straight to the point.

She believed that many people had already known about this marriage before she knew about it!

"No." The masked man looked at Qingcheng and returned with a capable and concise tone.

His answer surprised Qingcheng. It was not because of her marriage, so why did he come?

"Then what are you doing here?" Qingcheng asked curiously——

The masked man looked at Qingcheng seriously, his eyes shaking slightly...

"Really ugly?" An unexpected sentence suddenly came out of the masked man's mouth softly, and his handsome eyebrows wrinkled in displeasure, and he reached out his hand to caress the scar on Qingcheng's face without warning -

Rub - Qingcheng felt like she was frozen for an instant, standing quietly in place without reacting.

Why does she feel that everyone is different from usual? Could it be that just like a full moon night, some people's mentality changes on a heavy rain night——

With a scoff, the fake scar was easily pulled open by him. The masked man looked at the delicate and smooth cheeks with satisfaction. A touch of satisfaction filled his eyes and he was very proud?

Qingcheng was a little surprised, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes - she was dissatisfied that he had pulled off her mask without authorization - this man was really a domineering person - he didn't even understand that he should ask her opinion first? Ka

——

"I want you to take care of it." Qingcheng couldn't help but force the scar mask from his hand, and said with a slightly dissatisfied tone.

After saying that, he was slightly startled, and looked at the man in front of him with a somewhat wrong expression——

She finally knew who he seemed to be similar to. It turned out that he was very similar to Ye Limo - not because of the resemblance, but because of the idol, yes - that kind of charm that no one else could learn from.

It is a kind of natural temperament, noble and elegant, which makes people feel that the charm is very attractive, and their eyes will follow them involuntarily.

"You..." Ye Limo Qingcheng wanted to ask, but she didn't have the guts to ask.

Because of her cowardice, sometimes she is also afraid of facing some things

The masked man also noticed something strange about Qingcheng, and glanced at her gently, waiting for her next words.

"It's okay -" Qingcheng waved her hand helplessly, not intending to ask further questions.

Even if he was, she didn't want to expose him herself. She was waiting for him to confess - she didn't like to be deceived -

But - if she couldn't bear it anymore, she thought maybe she would take the initiative to knock off his mask - what would happen then would be beyond her control?

"Hmm..." The masked man looked at Qingcheng's expression in confusion, frowning slightly, with a hint of dissatisfaction——

She pursed her thin lips tightly and stared at Qingcheng sharply, as if intending to use her eyes to intimidate her into submission.

"I told you it's okay!" Qingcheng waved angrily. "It's late at night, I'm tired." Qingcheng looked at the masked man and said softly, waving her hand, intending to drive people away.

You've been working hard all day, are you exhausted?

In his eyes, I looked like a completely naked child, very embarrassed.

"Hey - masked man, are you okay? What are you doing out of nowhere? If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have something to say, come up with it!" Qingcheng said dissatisfiedly, raising her voice unconsciously.

"Wu Qingcheng, take care of the stone on your neck just like you take care of yourself..." The masked man suddenly said, looking up at Qingcheng, which made Qingcheng stunned.

Nima? What's going on now? Did his old man come to her door in the middle of the night to warn her for a broken stone?

After saying that, the figure walked out the door.
Chapter completed!