Chapter 240: An old friend comes: play and kiss with her 46
It turned out that it was not my misunderstanding. Chun Yuxiao really suspected that I was the former Pei Qian. From what point did he suspect that I was Pei Qian? Just like Mu Shiyu, he also called me the first time he saw me.
I am Qianer.
Chun Yuxiao had a look of disappointment on his face. He released me and murmured: "You are not her."
Seeing me looking at him doubtfully, Chun Yuxiao took one step back and then another, performed Qing Gong, and disappeared in front of me in the blink of an eye.
I suddenly felt confused, I just thought that Chun Yuxiao was so nervous that he left just as quickly as he came.
I don’t know if it’s my imagination, but it seems that someone is observing my every move in the dark. When Chunyu Xiao was here just now, that person was standing in the dark.
Who is this person? Chun Yuxiao should have noticed this person nearby just now. But he did not pierce the veil. Could it be that he is someone he knows well, Yang Yumo?
I stopped thinking and stood there for a while before heading towards the small building.
Although Chun Yuxiao is difficult to deal with, he is far from as cunning as someone else. Chun Yuxiao can't hold his breath, but there are people who can hold their breath. Therefore, the man hiding in the dark corner is the most terrifying person.
The small building was in front of me, revealing a corner of the cornices, as well as a few towering hollies in front of the house. I was about to speed up my pace and head towards the small building. Maybe I would be safer hiding inside than outside.
It's just that the wish is always good, but the reality is too cruel.
In an instant, someone blocked my way again, preventing me from going to Xiaozhuxing.
Repeating my old tricks, I took one step back and then another, lowering my head, not daring to look into those blood-thirsty eyes. I thought my acting skills were very good, but Yang Yumo said that my acting skills were poor. It seemed that no matter how I acted,
I can't escape his eyes. This is the thing I care about most.
At this moment, I really felt guilty, afraid that this real old fox would see through my trick of pretending to be stupid. My heartbeat was so fast that I could only look down at my toes, feeling at a loss.
He also said that no matter what appearance I take, there is always a way to see through my identity. What I care more about is this fact. Why hasn't he spoken yet? Could it be that he wants me to admit defeat to him?
"Why, I feel guilty." The man in front said in a soft tone. It was not a question, but an affirmation. This was shocking.
"No, no." I lowered my head, really not daring to look into Yang Yumo's terrifying eyes. He is now more profound and difficult to understand than he was five years ago.