His eyes looked directly at Lou Qimei's leaving figure, twinkling.
Running to the door of the lobby, Lou Qimei bent down and gasped for breath. She found that there was no one else in the hall except the slender fourth prince and the gentle man.
So he walked in very politely, picked up the teapot and drank tea directly.
The handsome Shuangxuan provoked him and walked to her side.
Caring asked: "What's wrong with you? You're in such a hurry...".
Lou Qimei ignored Poying and waited for her to finish drinking before slumping down on the chair.
Looking up at Poying, Youyou replied: "It's nothing, I just overslept for fear of being scolded by a certain boss...".
As soon as these words came out, Poying smiled like a flower and almost stretched out his slender hands to rub her slender black hair.
Fuchen, who was on their side, had a dark face, and his meaning was so clear.
Only an idiot couldn't tell that she was talking about herself.
He stood up and walked to them. He was about to speak before he could stand firm.
Lou Qimei's words choked her back to her stomach.
"Hey, what's your name? I still don't know your name."
"Forgetting the world...".
Poying answered with a smile that was brighter than the sun.
After he declared his death to the public in those years, he not only changed his appearance but also took on another name, "Wangshi".
"Forgetting the world...forgetting the world...".
Lou Qimei murmured the name repeatedly, stood up and circled around Poying.
Poying's scalp was numb from being stared at, just look at her look.
Even Fuchen felt uneasy and took a few steps forward to pull Poying behind him.
She coldly said to Lou Qimei: "As a woman, do you still know how to feel ashamed when you look at a man like this?"
Lou Qimei glared at him and replied lazily: "I don't know, so... what do you want? Are you unhappy?".
Sharp teeth and sharp mouth.
Fuchenpeng looked tense and replied angrily: "No...what do you want...how...like...".
These words were almost squeezed out from between the teeth.
Lou Qimei's smile spread wide, she smiled so freely.
Poying shook his head helplessly, stretched out his hand and pouted behind Fuchen, letting him vent his anger.
Fuchen waved his sleeves and walked out of the lobby.
Fuchen walked away, and Poying sat on the chair next to Lou Qimei.
"Wangshi, I have no clothes...can I go down the mountain?".
"Go down the mountain..."
Poying repeated this sentence and hesitated.
Now that the world is in chaos, will Lou Qimei be in danger if she goes out like this?
The secret warriors Huawuya held down next to her should all still be there, so there would be no problem with her going down the mountain.
"What clothes do you want? I'll send someone down the mountain to buy them for you."