Su Mang stretched out a hand and touched the shoulder where his palm had rested, and the burning warmth of his palm seemed to still remain on it.
His clear voice was like a clear stream of water, pure and elegant, flowing leisurely and indescribably leisurely, as if he and Qilian were about to win the competition.
only--
I don’t know where his confidence comes from!
Su Mang thought depressedly.
After a moment, her fugue was interrupted again by screams from all around, and she looked up in shock.
Could it be that——he lost so quickly?
She just blinked!
I know he is weak, but this is too weak!
She took two quick steps, pushed aside the crowd that had crowded in front of her at some point, got into the circle formed by them, and then froze.
Jiang Liuyun stood in the center of the circle, tall and straight.
Under the moon, his delicate and handsome cheeks became more and more beautiful, as if they were carefully drawn with uncanny craftsmanship and were impeccable.
The face with a faint moonlight is as beautiful as a crown jade, and the corners of the gracefully curved thin lips are slightly raised, half-smiling but not smiling, glowing with a bright pink luster, as if in a dream.
Qi Lian, on the other hand, was lying on the ground, and the expression on his face could not be seen.
The brothers brought by Qi Lian rushed over and helped Qi Lian up from the ground. Qi Lian's face had turned the color of ink.
He actually lost again!
Just two moves!
Just when he was attacking, for some reason, a stone suddenly appeared under his feet. By chance, he stepped on that stone and fell down, with a bruised nose and a swollen face!
"It doesn't count this time!" Qilian roared.
"Oh?" Jiang Liuyun's lips raised slightly, "It doesn't count this time, so let's compete again!"
"Why doesn't it count!" Su Mang strode over and stood next to Jiang Liuyun, "Qilian! You are also a well-known person in the underworld. How can you keep your word and go back on your word? If you lose, you lose. Why?
Doesn’t it count?”
"I can still fight!" Qi Lian showed off his strength.
In fact, when he fell, the leg bone of his right leg was knocked so hard that it might be difficult for him to walk, let alone fight.
But he can't afford to lose!
Let him kneel down and call Jiang Liuyun grandpa, and he will be doomed for the rest of his life!
"Stop fighting, even if you make peace," Su Mang covered his lips with his hands and yawned, "It's so late, I have to go home and rest!"
Qi Lian's expression softened slightly.
If there was a draw, he wouldn't have to kowtow to Jiang Liuyun and call him grandpa.
Jiang Liuyun saw what Qi Lian was thinking, so he pushed the boat along, deliberately pretending to be afraid that Qi Lian would compete with him again, and said quickly: "That's right, let's make peace."
Seeing Jiang Liuyun's cowardly look, Qi Lian secretly cursed himself for being so unlucky that he managed to survive and fell down at the critical moment.
Otherwise, with Jiang Liuyun's fragile little body, he could beat him to the point of crying for his father and mother in three moves!
"You're lucky!" He snorted coldly from his nostrils, and limped away with the support of his brothers.
"Baby, the mountain breeze is cool at night, let's go back early." He lowered his head and smiled, holding her shoulders tightly, letting her body press against his, absorbing the warmth from his body.
Su Mang looked sideways at him in confusion. The mountain breeze gently blew his jade-like hair on his forehead. Under the moonlight, he was surrounded by a natural noble temperament. He was both graceful and elegant, but also deep and restrained. There was no trace of the past.
Romance in it?
She looked at him in confusion.
It seems that since she met him, she has always been living in the confusion he brought to her.
