Qu Xiaojue lifted up Liu Zhenying's face, and with a hint of jealousy still in his eyes, he leaned over and kissed her.

This kiss didn't care about the occasion at all, it was unscrupulous and arrogant.

Her first reaction was not to close her eyes, so she could clearly see the faint blue flames very close at hand, jumping in his eyes, bright and dim, and seemed to be able to burn everything.

There were already low murmurs of discussion all around.

But Qu Xiaojue didn't care, and directly hugged Liu Zhenying into his arms, so that no one could focus on her. There was a natural declaration of sovereignty in his movements.

When he was satisfied and finally let go of her, her face was flushed, her pale lips were slightly red and swollen, her long hair was disheveled, and she was panting.

After she took a deep breath, she glared at him and said in a soft and charming voice, "You are so annoying. It hurts me so much to kiss you."

The sucking made the back of her tongue ache.

Qu Xiaojue smiled lowly, even licked the corners of his lips with his tongue, and apologized in a low voice, "Okay, it's all my fault. I'll pay attention next time, okay?"

She reluctantly nodded.

"So..." He used his fingers to help her tuck the broken hair on her cheek behind her ears, and then closed the distance again. He whispered softly, like a magic voice, full of temptation: "Little fool, next time you see Oaks,

, remember to praise him for being ugly, got it?"

These words caused her to glare at him again and said impatiently: "I know, you are too long-winded."

The charm on her face has not dissipated, and her eyebrows are very vivid.

He said it lightly, and then he hugged her and walked to the lounge, his dark eyes relaxed: "Then let me test you, what will you say when you see Oaks in the future?"

"You look ugly."

Qu Xiaojue was stunned for a moment: "Who is ugly?"

"You." Liu Zhenying responded matter-of-factly, with some intentional elements: "You are ugly, and this is a compliment to you."

"That's not a compliment."

"You just said it, this is a compliment."

Therefore, when Hua Qing and Liao Qingqing saw the two of them again, they were talking meaninglessly like three-year-old children.

It's similar to...

"You look ugly."

"I'm not ugly."

"You are just ugly."

Seeing this, Liao Qingqing couldn't hold back her laughter and laughed at them mercilessly: "If there is a mirror, I will let you two take a good look at each other. Your current appearance is not enough to be in elementary school."

age."

Liu Zhenying immediately turned his eyes and blinked, with a hint of deliberate provocation: "He just praised you for being ugly."

"What?"

Liao Qingqing has always cared about her appearance, so she immediately exploded when she heard this.

It was hard for Qu Xiaojue to explain quickly: "I didn't say such a thing..."

"You have it." Before he could finish his words, Liu Zhenying snatched him away again, raised his face, and smiled wantonly: "You just said that you are ugly as a compliment, so you have it."

After realizing it later, Qu Xiaojue came to his senses.

He stretched out his hand and pinched Liu Zhenying's cheek, squinted his eyes, and said with a slightly annoyed smile in his low and loose voice: "You little fool, you did it on purpose."

"yes."

Liu Zhenying did not hide it, and hummed in a vague tone: "Who told you to call me stupid just now?"

She knows how to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

She's not stupid.

That night, Liu Zhenying not only succeeded in changing most people's evaluation of her in Nancheng District with her song "Wild Fire", but she also used a picture of a hundred years of life on a wooden stick as a gift for Mr. Hua, becoming Hua's

The old man’s favorite thing was praised loudly in public.

Her musical talent means that even those who are jealous or hostile to her can only attack her because she is an old disciple.
Chapter completed!