Xuan Ming raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Qingyan. His purple-gold pupils were very dazzling under the moonlight. Then he asked back without answering and smiled evilly: "Do you think it is your father who is more powerful, or your mother?"
Is the kiss great?"
Mu Qingyan spread her hands, expressing that she didn't know, and then she seemed to think of something. A flash of surprise appeared in her blue eyes, and her pure water-like pupils were very innocent: "Brother Xuanming, if I say that daddy is great, you won't
Do you want to say that you are daddy’s natal contracted beast, so you are better than Brother Jishang?”
Although this sounds a bit illogical, according to Xuan Ming's divine logic, it is not impossible.
Xuan Ming was very calm, a smile of appreciation flashed across his purple-gold eyes, as if he was praising Mu Qingyan's intelligence: "Qingyan is the one who knows me."
Mu Qingyan: "..."
Sure enough.
She just knew...
Ji Shang was unmoved at all, his dark and thick pupils remained indifferent, his whole body revealed the majesty of a tyrant, and he exuded an invisible sense of oppression.
His silent and silent appearance made it impossible for people to ignore him. Instead, he had the feeling that this person was extremely dangerous and should not be messed with.
In fact, this is indeed the case.
No one dares to provoke Ji Shang unscrupulously, and no one dares to do this.
Of course, these are all except Mu Hanyue.
Xuan Ming turned to look at Ji Shang, kept a calm tone, and said something very serious: "So, the facts prove that no matter who wins, he will not be able to get a wife."
This is a hard truth.
Everyone: "..."
Are these words attacking Jishang?
Or was it also a blow to him?
The fingers of her long white sleeves played with the wine glass in her hands. Mu Hanyue slowly raised her eyes, glanced at Ji Shang and Xuan Ming opposite, smiled slightly, and said nothing.
Others don't know, but she knows.
Xuan Ming is not in the mood to talk about feelings, nor does he want to spend time on it.
And the silence...
He sighed softly in his heart, raised his eyes to look at Jishang, raised his lips and smiled, then withdrew his eyes and drank all the wine in the glass.
She knew that Ji Shang was happy now and would be so in the future, with no regrets, no complaints, and no dissatisfaction in her heart.
Two people who understand each other, are closely connected to each other, and are inseparable are not necessarily lovers.
Feeling the sight in front of him, Jishang slowly raised his eyes, and a smile flashed across his dark pupils. That smile was so dazzling that even the moonlight in the starry sky couldn't compare to his smile. It was so dazzling and gorgeous.
charming.
The smile on the face is fleeting, like a flash in the pan, the beauty of that moment is unparalleled!
If you like someone, it doesn't mean that whoever knows her first must be with him.
He had known Xiaosha before, and they had been together for a long time. He was by her side, and he protected her.
The relationship between them has nothing to do with love or family affection, but it is indispensable in life. No one can live without the other. They are connected together.
She gave birth, he gave birth.
She dies, he dies.
It's so simple, but it contains so much sincerity and true feelings.
If you like someone, you don't have to be together. He will be satisfied when he sees her happy and well.
Jun Moye narrowed his eyes lazily, his purple eyes sparkling with evil charm, and his whole body exuded an aura of elegance and nobility, which was extremely charming.
"Except for the person you like, men and women are the same." There is no difference.