The handsome figure becomes the most unique scenery in the pavilion.
"Yun Qingcheng?"
Feng Zhuyue came to the pavilion and called the person in front of her uncertainly.
She remembered that the handsome and extraordinary face she saw before she fell into coma was that of Yun Qingcheng. If she was correct, the person standing in front of her should be Yun Qingcheng, right?
Yun Qingcheng slowly turned around, her beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons, a forty-five-degree evil smile hung on her lips, her red lips were as beautiful as plum blossoms, and she lightly opened: "Miss Fourth, you can't even recognize me.
Bar?"
The corners of Feng Zhuyue's mouth twitched. She wasn't very familiar with him. How could she recognize him just by looking at his back?
"Is it really you? Why did you save me? How long have I been unconscious?"
The scene in this yard does not look like a fantasy. Could it be that she was in a coma for half a year, from the hot June to the cold December?
is it possible?
With Lei Haizi's strength, he could catch up with her in less than an hour. How could she escape from Lei Haizi safely? She had to hide for six months?
Yun Qingcheng had a soft smile on his handsome face. He didn't know when a white mink fur cloak appeared in his hand. He gently put it on Feng Zhuyue's thin body and said with a smile: "Fourth Miss, you
Is not It Cold?"
Feng Zhuyue twitched the corner of her mouth and put the cloak on her body. She took a few steps back without revealing any trace, and distanced herself from Yun Qingcheng. She didn't like the appearance of other men except Long Canghao.
Especially, Yun Qingcheng.
For some reason, Feng Zhuyue had a strong feeling of repulsion towards Yun Qingcheng deep in his heart. Even though he acted as elegant and extraordinary as a banished immortal, Feng Zhuyue still felt that this person was very dangerous.
Looking at his empty hand, Yun Qingcheng showed a helpless smile on his face. Then he sat down on the stone table in the pavilion and invited Feng Zhuyue to sit opposite him. Several pastries were already placed on the table.
With the wine, he first poured a glass for the wine glass in front of Feng Zhuyue, and then poured another glass for himself.
"Aren't you tired from standing? Sit down."
Feng Zhuyue obediently sat down opposite Yun Qingcheng, but kept a cold face and said coldly: "Answer my question."
Yun Qingcheng elegantly raised the wine glass in front of her and made a toast to Feng Zhuyue. Although he did not receive a response from Feng Zhuyue, he still had a soft smile and drank the wine in his hand.
He raised his lips slightly and drank.
After finishing the drink, Feng Zhuyue still had a cold face and the wine in front of her was still untouched.
"Are you, Miss Fourth, worried that I will poison your wine?"
Feng Zhuyue frowned without trace. Would she not know whether he had poisoned him? There must be no poison in the wine. She didn't drink it simply because she didn't want to have anything to do with him.
"Why drink?"
"Then why does Fourth Miss think I want to answer your question?"
Feng Zhuyue frowned, then bluntly picked up the wine glass in front of her and drank it down in one gulp, and said coldly to him: "Now, can you answer my question?"
The smile on Yun Qingcheng's face slowly widened, so much so that the plum blossoms in the yard eclipsed it.
Feng Zhuyue's heart suddenly skipped a beat, but she recovered immediately and restrained herself very well. This guy is really a monster. How can there be such a beautiful man in this world? His beauty is so overwhelming that it makes people feel overwhelmed.
Ripples...the handsome figure becomes the most unique scenery in the pavilion.
"Yun Qingcheng?"
Feng Zhuyue came to the pavilion and called the person in front of her uncertainly.
She remembered that the handsome and extraordinary face she saw before she fell into coma was that of Yun Qingcheng. If she was correct, the person standing in front of her should be Yun Qingcheng, right?
Yun Qingcheng slowly turned around, her beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons, a forty-five-degree evil smile hung on her lips, her red lips were as beautiful as plum blossoms, and she lightly opened: "Miss Fourth, you can't even recognize me.
Bar?"
The corners of Feng Zhuyue's mouth twitched. She wasn't very familiar with him. How could she recognize him just by looking at his back?
"Is it really you? Why did you save me? How long have I been unconscious?"
The scene in this yard does not look like a fantasy. Could it be that she was in a coma for half a year, from the hot June to the cold December?
is it possible?
With Lei Haizi's strength, he could catch up with her in less than an hour. How could she escape from Lei Haizi safely? She had to hide for six months?
Yun Qingcheng had a soft smile on his handsome face. He didn't know when a white mink fur cloak appeared in his hand. He gently put it on Feng Zhuyue's thin body and said with a smile: "Fourth Miss, you
Is not It Cold?"
Feng Zhuyue twitched the corner of her mouth and put the cloak on her body. She took a few steps back without revealing any trace, and distanced herself from Yun Qingcheng. She didn't like the appearance of other men except Long Canghao.
Especially, Yun Qingcheng.
For some reason, Feng Zhuyue had a strong feeling of repulsion towards Yun Qingcheng deep in his heart. Even though he acted as elegant and extraordinary as a banished immortal, Feng Zhuyue still felt that this person was very dangerous.
Looking at his empty hand, Yun Qingcheng showed a helpless smile on his face. Then he sat down on the stone table in the pavilion and invited Feng Zhuyue to sit opposite him. Several pastries were already placed on the table.
With the wine, he first poured a glass for the wine glass in front of Feng Zhuyue, and then poured another glass for himself.
"Aren't you tired from standing? Sit down."
Feng Zhuyue obediently sat down opposite Yun Qingcheng, but kept a cold face and said coldly: "Answer my question."
Yun Qingcheng elegantly raised the wine glass in front of her and made a toast to Feng Zhuyue. Although he did not receive a response from Feng Zhuyue, he still had a soft smile and drank the wine in his hand.
He raised his lips slightly and drank.
After finishing the drink, Feng Zhuyue still had a cold face and the wine in front of her was still untouched.
"Are you, Miss Fourth, worried that I will poison your wine?"
Feng Zhuyue frowned without trace. Would she not know whether he had poisoned him? There must be no poison in the wine. She didn't drink it simply because she didn't want to have anything to do with him.
"Why drink?"
"Then why does Fourth Miss think I want to answer your question?"
Feng Zhuyue frowned, then bluntly picked up the wine glass in front of her and drank it down in one gulp, and said coldly to him: "Now, can you answer my question?"
The smile on Yun Qingcheng's face slowly widened, so much so that the plum blossoms in the yard eclipsed it.
Feng Zhuyue's heart suddenly skipped a beat, but she recovered immediately and restrained herself very well. This guy is really a monster. How can there be such a beautiful man in this world? His beauty is so overwhelming that it makes people feel overwhelmed.