"Do I know he is weird?" Xiu Shengfeng replied calmly.
Jiumei Luolan was stunned. The expression on his face also became complicated. Strange! Very strange. How many people in this world know about Long Jue, I can probably count them all with their fingers. "Who are you?"
"You don't know who I am, Luo Lan, leave you to me."
Xia Zhichun covered her mouth with her little hand and confessed! Is Xiu Shengfeng confessing to Lanlan? He glanced sideways at Lanlan, it's over, Lanlan has no expression! Look at Xiu Shengfeng's serious eyes again. Do you want to help?
They? Forget it, let’s fight.
Walked to Lanlan's side and grabbed Lanlan's other hand. "When I say Xiu Shengfeng, others will kneel when they propose, holding a ring in one hand and flowers in the other. What about you? You came here empty-handed and you want to be hugged.
The beauty has returned? You don’t have enough sincerity. How can you ask my Lanlan to hand herself over to you?" Xia Zhichun muttered happily.
This time, every word of her words hit Xiu Shengfeng. He couldn't refute even a single word of what she said.
Jiumei Luolan held Xia Zhichun's hand tightly. She became so conflicted... After a moment, she made up her mind and said: "Three things!"
"kindness?"
"I'll tell you three things. If you do them all..." At this point, Jiumei Luolan paused. She pursed her lips and said, "I'll leave it to you."
"I agree!" Xiu Shengfeng replied quickly without any consideration.
"Don't you need to think about it?" Xia Zhichun asked blankly from the side. Lan Lan really gambled big this time.
"What three things?" Xiu Shengfeng asked.
"The first one made me laugh, the second one made me cry. As for the third one, I haven't thought of it yet." Jiumei Luolan also answered it very quickly.
"I understand." Xiu Shengfeng turned and left.
In front of the villa, only the two thin figures were left. Jiumei Luolan was still holding Xia Zhichun's hand tightly. Looking at the back of Xiu Shengfeng who had walked away, the conflict in his heart increased. Is this decision really the right one?
"Lanlan...you are so cruel!" Xia Zhichun also looked at Xiu Shengfeng's back and sighed. Let Lanlan laugh or cry? Her Lanlan can persist for a month without showing any smile. Moreover,
It's a bit impossible to make Lan Lan cry... At least for so long, Lan Lan has only shed a single tear.
"Zhichun, do you think I can laugh or cry?" Jiumei Luolan was not sure what he was thinking.
"Lanlan, did you do these three things on purpose?" Xia Zhichun asked very carefully.
Intentional? How can we talk about intentionality? I don’t quite understand the meaning of Xia Zhichun’s words. “What do you mean?”
"Actually, Lanlan also wants to give Xiu Shengfeng a hope, doesn't she? Lanlan is also a human being and has feelings." Xia Zhichun explained.
Hope? Did she really give Xiu Shengfeng hope again? Did she really think so in her heart? Jiumei Luolan did not answer. Perhaps it should be said that she did not know how to answer. Then she changed the topic and said:
"I always feel that cultivating the holy style is so easy!"
"Ah, that's right!" Xia Zhichun suddenly shouted: "He knows Long Jue, he knows Long Jue! Those who cultivate the holy wind will know Long Jue!"
"So...he is so simple." Long Jue...a man seven years older than herself. That man gave her and Zhichun a new life, but pushed the two of them into a place of eternal destruction. If it weren't for Long Jue,
Without Jue, there would be no current Jiumei Luolan. Without Long Jue, there would be no current evil organization. Without the current Jiumei Luolan, Long Jue would not die. It was he who shaped the current Jiumei Luolan, but at the same time