"I've been sprayed. It's useless to say sorry. Brother Qingli, please help me wipe the water off my face." Leng Mobai curled his lips slightly and said with his eyes closed.
Nalan Qingyu didn't say much, nor was she pretentious. After all, she did spray Leng Mobai all over her face.
She looked for her Najie, but couldn't find anything that could be used. Some of the things were too girly, so it might not be good to take them out.
She glanced slightly and saw a white handkerchief next to the table. It looked quite clean, so she took it over and wiped the tea off Leng Mobai's face.
Clean.
Leng Mobai's brows frowned slightly. He thought the woman opposite him would be gentler, but this was the first time he enjoyed such treatment. However, who knew she was so rude, and more importantly, the handkerchief was a bit uncomfortable.
It smells so good.
"Okay, it seems to be a lot cleaner now." After Nalan Qingyu wiped it, she threw the handkerchief on the table.
Leng Mobai opened his peach blossom eyes and took a look at her. He always felt that the thing Nalan Qingyu wiped his face with just now had a strange smell, so he couldn't help but ask, "Brother Qingli, what did you just wipe with me?"
of?"
"I don't know, that's it." Nalan Qingyu pointed to the handkerchief next to her.
Leng Mobai stretched out his hand and picked up the still somewhat dirty handkerchief. He looked left and right, and before he even got it close to his nose, he smelled the same smell as his own face.
"Is this what you use to wipe my face?" Leng Mobai's eyes twitched slightly.
Nalan Qingyu nodded, "Yes, I didn't find anything else just now. I thought this was quite clean, so I gave it to you."
"Is it very clean? You just let me use it like this. Brother Qingli, do you know what this veil is for?" Leng Mobai continued to twitch the corners of his mouth.
"That's the rag used to clean the table. I just washed it three days ago. It's very clean." Before Nalan Qingyu could answer, the boss who was roasting chicken legs in the back said something faintly.
puff----
Nalan Qingyu couldn't help laughing, and then waved her hand, "I was anxious just now and couldn't find anything else, so I gave it to you."
"You actually wiped my face with the rag used to clean the table. You just washed it three days ago. What do you think I should say to you?" Leng Mobai has grown up, and this is the first time he has encountered such a thing.
Once he wiped his face with a rag. If the people in Wuji Hall knew about this, they would laugh to death.
"Brother Qingli, what do you think I should do if my face is ruined?" Leng Mobai asked with raised eyebrows.
Nalan Qingyu laughed and said, "Don't worry, you are so thick-skinned, nothing will happen to you. Even if something happens, my sister will be responsible for you."
"You..." Leng Mobai didn't expect that Nalan Qingyu would make such a joke. He kept it in his heart like this, and couldn't say it or vent it. He could only suffer the loss of being dumb.
"Didn't you say you want to marry my sister? Are you unhappy that she is responsible for you?" Nalan Qingyu's eyes flashed and she asked with a smile.
Leng Mobai had no choice but to stretch out his hand and wipe his face a few times, "I'm glad, I'm just afraid that you won't be willing and have any objections."
"If I have any opinions, that's her own business. She can make her own decisions." It has to be said that Nalan Qingyu and Nalan Qingli still have a certain tacit understanding. Even if these words have never been communicated, it's okay to say them out loud.
It's almost the same.
"Do you really have no objection to me marrying Qingyu?" Leng Mobai looked at her steadily.
Nalan Qingyu smiled, "Of course, it's all up to her."
"That's good, I thought you didn't want to." The smile on the corner of Leng Mobai's mouth and the smile on his face swept away the previous haze.
Nalan Qingyu glanced at Leng Mobai indifferently, and then said, "Brother Leng, let me ask you something."
"What's the matter? Tell me." Leng Mobai was a little curious about what she would ask him.
"That is, if I want to go to Wuji Palace, can you take me there only if my sister marries you?" Nalan Qingyu actually didn't quite believe what Leng Mobai said to Nalan Qingli.
Leng Mobai saw the expectation in her eyes and asked, "Do you really want to go?"
Nalan Qingyu nodded, "Yes, I really want to go, and if you have the means, I hope you can take me in as soon as possible."
"You're in a hurry? Is there something wrong when you enter Wuji Hall?" Leng Mobai could hear Nalan Qingyu's seriousness in saying these words, as well as her somewhat dignified expression, so he had no intention of joking.
Nalan Qingyu continued, "To be honest, Brother Leng, I went to Wuji Hall to find someone."
"Looking for someone?" Leng Mobai was still very surprised by what Nalan Qingyu said.
Nalan Qingyu pursed her red lips lightly, raised her eyes slightly and looked at Leng Mobai, "Well, maybe you know that person."
"I know him? Tell me who it is!" Leng Mobai's narrow peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly. Nalan Qingyu's words also aroused his curiosity.
"Leng Yitian, I wonder if Brother Leng knows you!" Nalan Qingyu's voice was calm, like a clear spring in a mountain stream, but it fell on Leng Mobai's heart and made him tremble inwardly.
"." Leng Mobai didn't say anything. He lowered his eyes slightly, then raised them again.
Nalan Qingyu's eyes flashed with doubt. Didn't the master say that Leng Yitian was Leng Mobai's father? Why did Leng Mobai's expression look like he didn't know him well?
"Brother Leng, you don't know him? He should be very famous in Wuji Hall, right? I actually want to ask him to save people." Nalan Qingyu clasped her fingers on the table slightly, her eyes full of expectation, "I really
I really want to find him. If you know him, Brother Leng, I hope you can do me this favor and take me to meet him."
Leng Mobai nodded slightly, leaning back slightly with a wry smile on his lips, "I know him, he is actually my father!"
"Your father?" Nalan Qingyu pretended to be surprised. In fact, she knew that Leng Yitian was Leng Mobai's father before she got better, so she went to find Leng Mobai, hoping to meet Leng Yitian through him.
Leng Mobai smiled slowly, and his snow-white hair shimmered under the candlelight. After hearing what Nalan Qingyu said, he felt a little disappointed in his heart.
After all, he only knew now that Nalan Qingyu was looking for him because he probably wanted to contact Leng Yitian through him. At first, he had guessed that these people had a purpose for contacting him, but he didn't know that it was because of Leng Yitian.
Leng Yitian, his father, why no matter where he goes, it seems that he is always wearing his aura. Relying on his father, his father's aura completely covers up his own light, so that others cannot see him at all.