Just listen to the sound of the flute and you will know that it must be very sad.
Forget it, after all we are acquainted and considered friends, go over and comfort him.
She saw Situ Jiong sitting on a branch playing the flute from a distance, with his black hair flying. He looked pitifully lonely. She felt a little sour. The woman she liked was getting married, and the groom was not me. How sad it was.
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However, when I thought about it, a boring gourd like him would definitely not be able to catch up with a woman, not to mention Qin Chu was still so slow. Even if it was just a scene, he would probably not be able to bear it.
Gee, I didn’t expect that someone as cold as him could be sad sometimes.
She kicked the tree trunk.
"Hey, Situ Jiong." Before he finished playing the tune, she interrupted him from below. Situ Jiong didn't even move his eyebrows or show any sign, and he continued to play the tune.
Nangong Luluo flew up and sat next to him, while Situ Jiong quietly played a tune and looked in the direction of Baidi City.
She looked at him playfully and suddenly realized that this man was pretty good-looking. She had always found his character to be annoying. He was too boring and didn't like to talk or communicate. Her impression of him would always remain boring.
I suddenly took a look today and found that he looks quite handsome.
Although he is different from Prince Ronglan's soul-stirring unmanly beauty, he can truly be called handsome. He is tall, handsome, and has a cold aura that makes him very masculine and upright.
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Nangong Luluo realized it later and thought to herself, if you are good-looking, you can't be eaten as a meal. Really, even if you are good-looking, it doesn't matter. There are countless good-looking men.
If you don't know how to chase women, no matter how good you look, it's useless.
If you have the peerless beauty of Prince Ronglan, and if you are taciturn and pretend to be cool, some women will probably take the bait, tsk tsk, look at that sad little face, your heart must be bleeding.
She accidentally opened her mind and looked at Situ Jiong intently.
Situ Jiong was not dead, and he didn't react at all when she looked at him like this. He put down his flute and turned to Nangong Luluo, "What's the matter?"
There must be nothing wrong with Qin Ying, otherwise, she would have said it long ago.
"It's okay. I'm here to comfort you." Nangong Luluo was very direct and patted his chest, looking like she knows how you feel and understands, so stop pretending.
Situ Jiong looked at the little hand on his chest inexplicably. Does this woman know what it means to give and receive without kissing?
"Let go!"
"Rare." Nangong Luluo withdrew her hand and looked at him playfully, "Isn't it sad to play the flute to relieve your boredom?"
He couldn't understand a word of what she said.
"Stop pretending, I know you are sad, Qin Chu is about to marry Rong Lan." Nangong Luluo said, pretending to be so innocent, looking at the look of realization on his face, it seemed that this was not what he was thinking about just now.
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You don’t even do this with a mask on.
"They are just acting." Situ Jiong said matter-of-factly.
Doesn't she also know?
"Hey, my husband is interested in having a sweetheart. Can he really do a fake show? Can't you be so naive?" Nangong Luluo couldn't stand his stupid brain, and he was not enlightened.
She didn't even have the words to comfort her.
I completely forgot that maybe Situ Jiong didn't need anyone's comfort at all.
"Even if this is the case, what's going on?" Situ Jiong asked.
"Aren't you sad?"
"Why should I be sad?" Situ Jiong was even more surprised.