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Chapter 65 Beautiful

"What?" I was a little confused.

"Dubin." Phoenix Emperor stroked my hair and said, "Take your hair gently like this."

I was dumbfounded for a moment. This question stumped me, and I couldn't tell the real answer. Fenghuang put down his hand angrily: "No need to answer."

"Dupin is my best friend." I thought for a while and added: "He is also a creditor."

"Credit?"

"He bought me a skirt."

"That white sloping shoulder skirt?" Fenghuang said, "His taste is not bad."

"Do you remember?" A warm current ran through my heart.

Fenghuang stepped back with a half-smile: "I thought I could push you away calmly, but my heart got closer and closer. That day, if you had not gone to the wrong room, everything would not have started. It turns out that love is

There is a sound."

When I met his eyes, the "pop" sound was like two magnets sticking together to make a crisp sound. At that moment, it was the sound of love bursting out.

There were tears in the corners of my eyes. I thought I would shed tears in pain, but they burst out in this situation. Fenghuang stretched out his hands and said, "I won't push you away anymore."

I walked towards Fenghuang step by step. The smile on my lips and the tears in the corners of my eyes combined, making his figure so blurry. We were so close, crossing the invisible ravine, so close that my nose was filled with blood.

Smell him, chin points on his chest: "What happened yesterday?"

Fenghuang hugged me tightly: "I asked Uncle Hong what love is, and he told me four words - timeless. The ignorant love in youth is the most timeless. Even if time washes away it, it cannot be washed away."

Not only that, Fenghuang didn't mention a word about the conflict Luo Ya described, and he was still deliberately concealing it. The big stone in my heart could not completely fall off.

"You are no better than Dupin. Just like him, you bring only misfortune to Ruolan."

"Doesn't it matter even if you lose your life? Think about your grandfather living alone in the devil's capital. He has already tried once to give pain to a black-haired person. Do you want him to try it a second time?"

The black and white colors of the practice room made me dizzy. I took a step back and said, "Let's start practicing."

The mirror directly opposite the piano surprised me: "Mirror?"

It was an ordinary full-length mirror. My surprised face was reflected in the mirror. I opened the curtains and no longer wore the cloak. A mirror was placed in the practice room. The person in the mirror pursed his lips slightly, and his smile could no longer be concealed.

"Why didn't you put a mirror in here before?"

"I hate the way I look." Fenghuang stared at the skin of his forearms: "It's so pale and disgusting."

"Pale skin is beautiful, dark eyes are beautiful, flaxen hair is beautiful, the way bangs cover the eyebrows is beautiful, the way you frown slightly is beautiful, the way you look jealous is beautiful, the way you look angry is beautiful, the way you look sad

You look very beautiful too." I smiled at Fenghuang's slightly trembling face: "You feel cramped because of the numbness, you are also very beautiful."

"I've watched too many idol dramas." Fenghuang turned around awkwardly. The smile on his lips betrayed him. I shrugged: "You can laugh out loud if you want. Anyway, there are only two of us here."

Fenghuang sat in front of the piano, his head buried in his arms, and his shoulders kept shrugging. He was indeed a cold guy, and he suppressed his laughter in the end. However, the air in the practice room was like honey. This kind of

The wonderful feeling is incredible, the air is sweet, and you can clearly smell the sweet smell...

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