Ye Xuanji went to dust the dirt from his back. Mo Qingcheng turned around and held her little hand.
Her little hands were still cold and trembling slightly. [Source of this book www.
There was a sudden movement in his heart, and he stared into her eyes: "Xuanji, are you worried about me?"
Ye Xuanji's heart skipped a beat and she hurriedly withdrew her hand.
He smiled dryly: "Yeah, of course I'm worried about you. You are my companion after all. If you die, I won't be able to survive..."
"You can't survive if I die? Well, Xuanji, I didn't expect you to be so affectionate towards me, that you even thought of dying for me..."
His eyes were as deep as wine, and his lips seemed to be smiling but not smiling, serious yet teasing.
Ye Xuanji felt two peach blossoms bursting out on her face, feeling a little embarrassed and a little angry.
Although she is cheerful and generous in doing things, she has never tasted love.
The matter of love is still based on theory
Although I see other people's affairs clearly, when I'm in the middle of the situation, I feel a little confused.
She couldn't figure out how she felt about Mo Qingcheng.
She subconsciously rejected his feelings.
At first she felt that this person's temperament was too unpredictable for her to grasp.
Secondly, she has no intention of staying in this era at all.
I don’t want to be hindered by the people and things of this era...
She has always been very strong-tempered, but she doesn't want him to see the joke.
Hearing what he said, she laughed and gave him a heavy pat on the shoulder: "Brother, where did you think you were? Just now we were grasshoppers on the same line. If you can't jump, you can't run away from me. If you are killed by that corpse,
The demon trampled it to death, and I couldn’t even sing with my palm, let alone its opponent, so naturally I couldn’t survive..."
Mo Qingcheng: "..."
Sighed: "So, I saved your life again, what can you thank me for?"