Nan Qing touched his chest with his hand: "It feels... pretty good."
She originally liked that stunning Miao boy, but now the love spell only intensified her inner love.
Nan Qing has always been free and restrained when she likes someone. Sometimes she asks herself, what would it be like to like someone crazy?
Now she is going crazy, and she can't tell whether it's the love charm or the psychological suggestion she gave herself.
Er Er observed her expression while eating pastries and listened to her inner voice. Er Er was very quiet and did not speak.
In fact, it doesn't mind if Nan Qing is a little crazy. The host doesn't need to be so perfect. Nan Qing is very good.
After Er Er finished eating the pastries, he looked at his little hands with a mysophobia and frowned.
When Nan Qing came back to her senses and saw the little appearance of Er Er, she tacitly handed her handkerchief to Er Er: "Wipe your hands."
Er Er took the handkerchief and wiped his fingers carefully, saying: "Love Gu is not harmful in the early stage, but if you are separated from your male partner for too long, it will hurt you."
"Well, I know, Erer, how do you like me for a long time?"
"I like it, but now there are signs of freezing."
"My favorability progress is frozen? Maybe you are angry because you know my identity."
Er Er folded the handkerchief neatly and put it on the table. Nan Qing lay down a little on the soft couch. Er Er sat on the edge of the soft couch and swayed his legs. He said: "The male supporting actor gets along well with the world's protagonist, as long as he doesn't do evil.
, then he would not follow the original plot and be driven out of the Central Plains."
"He won't do evil. There must be a misunderstanding in the original plot. I even guess that someone else did evil and framed you Bo Jiu."
For example, a wealthy businessman was killed and a whole village was poisoned. In the original plot, these things should be blamed on you, Bo Jiu.
Before you met Nan Qing for a long time, you had a no-nonsense style, and you didn't care if you were wrongly accused and wanted.
If Nan Qing hadn't entered his orbit now and been guided by her hints, he wouldn't have thought about exonerating himself.
Er Er nodded: "He will basically not go down a bad path. Now it's up to you to get the favorability level up. Currently, the favorability level is frozen. He still hates you for playing tricks on him before. Nan Qing, it's your own fault."
Nan Qing raised his eyebrows: "This is not self-inflicted. This is called a climax. Do you believe that I can not only break ice, but also gain favor very quickly?"
"OK."
"Er Er, if you say you don't believe it, I can show off."
Er Er rolled his eyes.
Nan Qing sat up with a smile and took the chessboard next to him: "Play chess with me, I don't want to be obsessed with lusting after men."
"..." Er Er's expression was speechless, but he still took the white chess piece honestly.
…
At the entrance of the Yamen, several people came out.
Chang Hexiao asked you Bo Jiu: "Sir, what are your plans in the Central Plains in the future?"
"Nothing planned."
"Your young master, if you don't mind, you are welcome to come..." Chang Hexiao wanted to invite him to be a guest in the sect, but you Bojiu interrupted him: "The Central Plains are boring. I will return to Miao territory soon."
The people of the Central Plains are extremely cunning. He is no longer interested in the medical skills of the Central Plains. This place did not leave a good impression on him!
Mu Dong'er couldn't help but said: "Young master, we have known each other for several days, so you don't have to be so cold."
You glanced at her for a long time, turned around and left without saying goodbye.
Chang Hexiao didn't care about his attitude: "Junior sister, we are going back." Chang Hexiao looked at Feng Yao with reluctance in his eyes: "Miss Feng, will you go to the martial arts conference in March?"
"certainly."
Chang Hexiao raised his hand and said, "See you at the villa, leader."
"Um."
…
Alliance Leader Villa.
Under the magnolia tree, a girl in a red dress was painting on a stone table. She was using a pen to describe a boy in detail. Throughout the afternoon, the boy's painting was lifelike.
The young man is stunningly beautiful, exotic, with a wanton expression, and the patterns on his clothes and jewelry styles are painted in meticulous detail.
She looked at the young man in the painting with fascination and murmured softly: "Ah you, Ah Lang..."
Nan Qing touched her painting obsessively. Her eyes were full of longing. A bad thought flashed through her, and she immediately picked up her pen and continued painting.
After spending an hour, she painted another picture of a Miao boy, but this picture was very different from the previous one.
In the previous painting, the young man was neatly dressed and had serious eyes, but in this painting, the Miao boy with his clothes open, his eyes affectionate, and his cheeks dizzy, looked like an erotic scene.
"I really want to see Alang look like this in real life." She stroked the painting with her hand and her eyes became fierce.
Footsteps were heard outside the yard, and Nan Qing rolled up the two paintings, revealing only two small corners. From that small corner, it could be seen that the paintings were of alien costumes.
A slender young man walked in, lowered his head and said, "Miss, it's time for dinner."
