Jimo Qian pursed his enchanting thin lips, his face turned cold, and looked at Lou Yiyao who was walking towards them step by step, guarding Ji Lianqiu behind him. Lou Yiyao stopped at a distance of five meters from Jimo Qian, raised his eyes and looked at Jimo Qian. The sharp inside was intertwined, and the complex emotions of hatred were intertwined, and no one allowed anyone to let him go.

Lou Yiyao moved his eyebrows and opened his lips slightly, "If you have the ability, then protect her, Ji Lianqiu, otherwise I will take her away from you."

Jimo Qian felt an unknown anger rise in his heart, and rushed upwards, burning his internal organs. He could not feel pain, but only blocked eyes, looking at Lou Yiyao for a moment, and laughed in a flash, "Do you think your love saint is a woman and you will stick upwards when you see you? Lou Yiyao, don't tell me some of the things you have. If Ji Lianqiu can fall in love with you, I will pronounce the three words Jimo Qian upside down."

It’s not that he is too confident, but that he knows Ji Lianqiu for a long time. If Ji Lianqiu can fall in love with someone easily, it’s not Ji Lianqiu. How much has he worked hard and paid? Ji Lianqiu glanced at him?

If he is not as good-looking as Lou Yiyao, he can feel a little inferior and satisfy Lou Yiyao's confidence. But he is extremely satisfied with his appearance. Lou Yiyao is not on the same type as him and there is no comparison. Lou Yiyao is a prince, and he is also Jimo Qian. Lou Yiyao is rich and Jimo Qian is not poor either.

So he really can't find it. Where did Lou Yiyao come from the confidence that Ji Lianqiu would choose him? Will he be hooked away by him?

Lou Yiyao did not react much when he heard this, but looked at Ji Lianqiu without blinking. His seductive eyes were full of a faint color, and there were flames that she couldn't understand, but she was disgusted with such eyes.

And subconsciously felt scared.

Ji Lianqiu shook his head, Damn, what are you afraid of? Does he have special abilities?

Before Lou Yiyao turned around, he said something Ji Lianqiu couldn't understand. He said, "Even if you don't want to, she will always have a day when the soul returns to her position. When that day comes, it will be the day when she kills you."

Jimo Qian hummed coldly without caring about it, "You know what you are talking about. I can't understand a word."

Lou Yiyao did not look back, but walked towards the carriage without looking back, with his usual evil and handsome expression.

...

Nong Yue left the bustling at Yandu Gate and rushed to the restaurant where Ling Yichen, the noble of the Yuanyun Empire, was stayed. The room of Yipinxuan was divided according to the four levels of Tiandi Xuanhuang. Room No. 1 is the most luxurious room of Yipinxuan. Nong Yue hurried upstairs, looked around from time to time, and then carefully pushed the door and entered the room.

On the soft couch next to the window of the room, the man was half lying on it, his white clothes were better than snow, and his long hair was as smooth as a black jade, pouring down like a waterfall. His long hair was tied up with a snow-white ribbon, half loose and half covered, and he was romantic and free, elegant and noble. On his snow-white and slender hands were lying on his book.

His eyes were like the warm snow that had not melted in spring, shining, crystal clear, soft, dazzling, and seemingly with an undetectable lingering. His lips were like warm jade, his lips were slightly bent, and his smile was as comfortable and comfortable as March sunshine.

The door that was pushed open disturbed his thoughts, and he raised his eyes slightly, with frivolous eyes, as if it were peach blossoms.

"What's wrong?"

After hearing this, Nong Yue closed the door behind him, walked to him, stood still, "Everything is here, it's almost the same as you expected."
Chapter completed!