Yun Poyue felt that the tip of her nose was slightly sour. Looking at his tall back, her eyes were red, and crystal tears could not help but roll in her eyes, but they did not fall.
"You will make others sad if you do this." Bo Cixin whispered hoarsely, a voice unique to Chi Tian.
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Yun Poyue secretly clenched her fingers and looked at Chi Jinxiao and Chi Tian with hatred. Chi Tian would say a word to Chi Jinxiao from time to time. Although Chi Jinxiao's words were still as cold as ice,
But he still answered his questions patiently.
Moreover, almost every question Chi Tian asked was insignificant, but Chi Jinxiao could actually answer it, even if it was only one or two words.[
However, such Chi Jinxiao has never existed in her world. His natural coldness isolates people from the world.
After a while, she laughed softly to herself, and she seemed to understand, completely.
Now I understand why Chi Jinxiao treats herself like this and why he treats Chi Tian like that. It turns out that Chi Jinxiao likes men. It’s really no wonder.
Yun Poyue smiled, but later she felt like she was going to cry. The only man she admired in the world actually liked a man. Could she not want to cry? Could she not feel uncomfortable?
Bo Cixin and Chi Jinxiao had no idea what Yun Poyue behind them was thinking. Is it possible that our extremely cold-blooded Uncle Chi Jinxiao was wronged and miserably wronged by Aunt Yun?
(PS: Didn’t you guys realize that Chi Jinxiao is an uncle? He is actually in his twenties, almost thirty years old. Is there any control over the uncle?)
"Hey, Yun Poyue, you are so positive again. You came so early to see your sword master again?" Dongling Lanxue appeared beside Yun Poyue at some unknown time and said with a smile,
There was quite a bit of ridicule in the laughter.
"Hey, isn't this the Sword Master? Why didn't Yun Poyue come up to say hello for the first time today?" Dongling Lanxue said "Eh" on purpose, teasing Yun Poyue, just to see her embarrassed.
Yun Poyue glared at her and said nothing. She wanted to cry for a while or feel sad for a while. This Dongling Lanxue was really annoying enough.
"Hey, why are you glaring at me like that? Xiao Yueyue, did someone bully you? Tsk, look, you look so pitiful." Dongling Lanxue sneered, and then stretched out her arms.
He raised Yun Poyue's chin and said.
Yun Poyue waved away Dongling Lanxue's hand on her chin, glared at her and said, "Donngling Lanxue, are you annoying? Go and cool down over there."
"It's cool here, so I came over." Seeing Yun Poyue's anger, Dongling Lanxue couldn't help but want to tease her even more. How could this old woman still act like a little girl? It really made Dongling
Lan Xue found it interesting.
"If you don't want to leave, I will." Yun Poyue snorted coldly, not looking at Dongling Lanxue. Dongling Lanxue was deliberately watching her joke, and she didn't know it.
Yun Poyue took steps to walk farther away, but what Yun Poyue meant by farther away was the distance three steps away from the Sword Master.