Li Yanxiang seemed very calm at the moment. If she wasn't afraid, then she wouldn't care about anything. It was just an identity. So what if it was revealed? So what if she knew? Why be frightened? Why be hesitant and at a loss?
Nangong Xian's hand gently placed on Li Yanxiang's ear, and then gently slid down her ear, moving down slowly against the black scarf. The movement was so gentle, because there was a gap between her and her ear.
Wearing a square scarf, I suddenly felt itchy, as if there were thousands of ants crawling on my face. It was so uncomfortable.
"I think there must be a face under this black scarf, a face that people will never forget after just one look, right?" With a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, his hand was still so gentle and weak, and he continued to slide down to Li Yanxiang.
At the chin, slender fingers gently pinched her pointed chin. Nangong Xian lowered his head and was getting closer and closer to Li Yanxiang's face, but it was only a few centimeters away.
The distance was just ambiguous. Even though her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, Li Yanxiang still pretended to be calm. She looked at Nangong Xian without blinking. It was inevitable that he would know her identity, so she would not reveal anything in front of him.
Hesitation and fear.
Nangong Xian suddenly released his grip on Li Yanxiang's chin, gently tapped Li Yanxiang's small and delicate nose under the black scarf with his index finger, stared into Li Yanxiang's eyes, and said with certainty
The tone said: "You are not her!"
After saying this, Nangong Xian quickly took half a step back, leaving the ambiguous distance just now.
Seeing Nangong Xian move away, take his hand away, and take half a step back, Li Yanxiang couldn't help but wonder, what happened to him? He obviously had the opportunity to take off the black scarf on her face, but he did it deliberately
Not exposed.
He actually said with such certainty that she was not her. Why? Did he do it on purpose? Or did he really not recognize her?
Does he also feel that the real Li Yanxiang should not be like this?
Indeed, the previous Li Yanxiang should not have been like this. The previous Li Yanxiang was so cowardly and timid, she did not even dare to speak loudly. She was a waste in everyone's eyes, a coward that everyone could bully, how could she be like this?
She is like this, she can kill people without batting an eyelid, and she also has peerless martial arts skills.
Seeing Nangong Xian frown slightly and sigh softly, he seemed to be disappointed because she was not Li Yanxiang.
When I see him disappointed or sighing, my heart can't help but feel a little thumped. Why?
Should I take the initiative to take off the black scarf on my face and tell her that she is actually Li Yanxiang and that Li Yanxiang is safe?
Just when Li Yanxiang was still confused, Nangong Xian suddenly bullied her forward again, and then when Li Yanxiang relaxed her vigilance, she suddenly picked her up by the waist.
"Hey, what are you doing? Let go!" Li Yanxiang was suddenly picked up by Nangong Xian. Li Yanxiang, who had always planned to be mute, couldn't help but scream subconsciously, clenched her hands and punched Nangong Xian.
"My guess is correct, you are indeed not mute." Nangong Xian raised the corners of his lips and smiled playfully. He quickly pinched Li Yanxiang's fist and said, "Are you sure you want to fight with me? You know, you are injured.
Not mine."
Indeed, Li Yanxiang couldn't hurt him, but she didn't like being held by him like this, and she wasn't hers!
"Shh, don't move again, otherwise, I will be angry." Nangong Xian frowned, his face darkened, he looked at Li Yanxiang without blinking, and his tone was a bit lower.
It was really strange, his words seemed to have magic power, Li Yanxiang actually took back the hand that was about to wave, and her intuition told her that he would not harm her.