"Are you threatening me?" Luo Qingyue glanced at her indifferently and asked with a half-smile.
The prosperity of a country depends on the support of its people.
Don't underestimate a small mountain village like Muguo Village. You must know that the power of the people is huge.
If not, how could there have been so many uprisings?
Bai Lan relaxed her wrinkled face and smiled, "It's not a threat, but I'm asking Miss Luo to see the current situation clearly! You are here to investigate the blood-sucking incident, not to massacre the villagers." [
"Oh?" Luo Qingyue's fingertips still didn't stop. After moving for a long time, she discovered that the disguise technique on Bai Lan's face could not be torn off by hand.
Seeing this, Bai Lan became even more relaxed. She knew that with Luo Qingyue's ability, she couldn't see through her disguise technique!
only
Zhao Quan was stunned for a moment, and Luo Qingyue turned to look at him, her eyes as clear as mountain springs, "You'll know if it's true or not, just take a look."
Zhao Quan pondered for a long time, then finally turned around and went out to get wine and fire.
Bai Lan was startled, and a trace of invisible tension slipped through her cloudy pupils, "You
Luo Qingyue smiled like a little fox, so charming, "Wash your face. Look, your face is dirty."
The tone was neither warm nor gentle, but Bai Lan's body trembled slightly.
Luo Qingyue
Not long after, Zhao Quan brought in a jar of grain wine and a candle candle.
With a 'pop', Luo Qingyue tapped Bai Lan's acupuncture points, then poured the wine into the bowl and brought it to Bai Lan.
The wine has a mellow aroma and the smell is extremely pleasant.
But Bai Lan was so frightened that she wanted to retreat, but she was unable to move as Luo Qingyue tapped her acupoints.
"What a waste of this fine wine." Luo Qingyue sighed softly, it was a pity.
He dipped his fingertips in the wine, then moved it gently to Bai Lan's face, and wiped it bit by bit along the temples.
Luo Qingyue was indifferent and indifferent from the beginning to the end.
Bai Lan's heart tightened, as if what happened next would ruin her life.
"It must not be the first time this beauty has washed her face with wine." After Luo Qingyue applied it, she put the wine bowl on the table and said casually.
This woman is obviously familiar with this kind of disguise.[
Does she really think she is the only one in the world who knows the art of disguise?
Slowly she picked up the candlestick, and the candlelight illuminated Luo Qingyue's fair cheeks, making her look even more dazzling.
With a smile on her lips, she brought the candlestick to Bai Lan and smiled slyly: "Don't worry, you can be yourself soon." Her soft voice sounded like she was trying to coax a baby to sleep.
But who knows, what kind of cold meaning is hidden under this gentle tone?
Bai Lan was so frightened that her face turned pale, but her face was covered with dense wrinkles and could not be seen clearly.
Seeing the candlelight getting closer and closer to her, Bai Lan seemed to smell the breath of death.
At this moment, she wished she could grow a pair of wings and stay far away from Luo Qingyue's sight.
"No
Luo Qingyue moved the candlestick close to Bai Lan, shook her head and chuckled, "It's too late!"
Sweat mixed with wine dripped from Bai Lan's forehead and down her temples to the ground.