Chapter 12: We are the only ones who bully others and cannot be bullied
Having said that, Duoduo used his talents and rushed back to her Lingyue Pavilion without waiting.
As soon as she walked into the room, she only saw a back figure, a very intriguing figure in flowing white clothes. What shocked her was not the back figure, but the guqin hanging on the wall that had accumulated a thick layer of dust.
The master caressed it gently, and the music sounded beautiful and very personal. There was a perseverance that could not be concealed in the continuous music.
This is a man!
Qian Duoduo thought with certainty. (Nonsense, you were hiding a man in your room. Could it be that he was a shemale?)
Oh my god, no, is his injury healed? Since he was rescued by her for a few days, he has been hiding in the secret room without taking a step out, and she is not allowed to go in.
Apart from the terrifying sight of his blood-stained face that day, she really didn't know what his true face was. What did this ancient assassin look like? She was really curious. What if one day, she had
If you have the opportunity to go back to modern times, you can write a martial arts novel. If you don't write it, it will become an instant hit and make a lot of money.
He probably heard the sound of her coming in, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, but he didn't turn around, "It's been so long, do you want to starve me to death?"
Qian Duoduo put the hot meal on the table and shook his head. Although the sound of playing the piano was so beautiful, his words were hard and smelly, "You think it's a takeaway. Just give me a call and it'll be there right away? I have to wash the dishes and I want
If there isn’t cold rice in the cooking pot, I’m afraid you’ll have to wait. Eat quickly!”
The figure moved from behind and finally faced him head-on. Qian Duoduo felt that his heart was so nervous that it was about to surge into his throat——
His hand, the hand that caressed the strings, was thick, rough, and full of scars. Those were obviously injured by sharp objects, such as knives or swords.
If you look at his face, you will definitely not believe that such a hand belongs to him.
However, his face is like the full moon, his white clothes are like snow, and he is graceful.
Qian Duoduo stared in disbelief at this man dressed in white, slender and thin, with the breathtaking beauty of a woman. Is he the assassin who always keeps saying he wants to kill her?
It's nothing like her. She was so beautiful that she could be admired all over the country. She sighed secretly. No wonder she couldn't get married. It was all these beautiful men who made her unable to get married. All the beautiful men were gone, so how could she still be there?
opportunity.
"You are An Yuexue's sister An Shengxue??" His eyes were very inconsistent with his appearance. Although they were clear, they did not contain a trace of human emotion. Qian Duoduo was like a thorn in his body unconsciously. She could only
I knew I was An Shengxue, but I never knew that An Shengxue’s true identity had a sister.
Qian Duoduo actually wanted to tell him that her name was Qian Duoduo, not An Shengxue. To a stranger, there was no need for her to pretend to be someone else.
But as soon as she came into contact with his eyes, she became timid. She really despised herself. She, a modern person who is used to seeing big scenes, was actually afraid of a deceased person. She had no spine, absolutely no spine!
Regardless, he nodded casually.
Seeing her answer, he was not dissatisfied. He picked up the bowl and chopsticks gracefully and started eating slowly and methodically. He seemed to have no special requirements for the food. Whether it was delicious or not could not be seen on his face.
Brother, even if it doesn’t taste good, I still want to praise her for her hard work?
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I say weakly, remember to collect it. Only when you see the collection increasing will you be motivated to update.