"Actually..." I was about to speak, but a finger touched my lips.
Yan Xiaoqing leaned over and said word by word, very cruelly: "You feel sad for his cold-bloodedness and his lack of care. In fact, you are wrong. Xia Yan doesn't care, he just doesn't care about you! So... these tears are not at all
Not worth a penny!”
His slender and beautiful fingers flicked into the air, and I could clearly see a stream of crystal clear liquid leaving his fingertips.
In fact, I really wanted to tell him that the tears I shed were not because Xia Yan wanted to kill me, but... he was so heavy that his back hurt like hell when he pressed on me. I didn't dare to shout, so I just...
Can cry silently!
But I didn't say this.
He even secretly rejoiced.
——Which woman doesn’t want to have a handsome guy by her side to fight for her injustice? Although his tone was contemptuous, I found it useful. Xia Yan didn’t care about me, so why did I ever care about him?
Boom...the rolling muffled thunder sounded outside the tent, and I shrank subconsciously. It wasn't that I was afraid, but I was just a little frightened.
"Afraid of thunder?"
"No...!" I blurted out.
After answering, I suddenly felt that this conversation was very familiar. Oh, I remembered that when I was Xia Yan, we were in the cave and Yan Xiaoqing asked the same question.
Yan Xiaoqing's eyes deepened little by little. He frivolously pinched my chin with his hand and looked at it carefully.
If it weren't for the mud covering my face, I think my face would be very red at this time.
"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me?" I asked blankly.
He looked at me from side to side, let go of his hand, and said calmly: "It's nothing, I just remembered a friend!"
Do you think of the very loyal Grape who lives in the same cave with you? I asked loudly in my heart. But my face showed a calm expression: "That must be a beauty!"
"Beauty?" He suddenly sneered and leaned closer: "Compared to you, she is actually a beauty!"
"..." Is this a life attack?
"Nothing else, don't be angry!" Seeing my stiff face, Yan Xiaoqing patted my muddy face with compassion.
"You...go away!" I finally took my hand out of the quilt, stroked him away, and stubbornly turned my face to the side. I have never been so disliked by anyone in my life. Even if I am disliked, others will
They all silently disliked me, but he did it blatantly and didn't care at all that I was still a girl.
"The princess is angry?" Yan Xiaoqing not only didn't stop, but intensified, holding my face with both hands, forcing me to look at him.
"I'm not that stingy! I have a big heart!" I snorted. In fact, I don't care about other people's judgments on my appearance. I was angry because Yan Xiaoqing judged my appearance when my face was covered with mud.
, what the hell can you see?
"Oh?" Yan Xiaoqing suddenly spoke in a longer tone.
After he said "oh", my chest was suddenly covered by a big hand. That was my...my chest!
"It's not that big..." Yan Xiaoqing squeezed her palms twice like pinching a bun, and then even swiped the xx with her thumb!
"You...you...you..." I opened my mouth and stared at the evil face above, unable to say a complete sentence.
