Chapter 745

"You really don't know whether it's fake or not. Tang Muchen, you really have it!"

"Have you fallen in love with the Pope of the Wu soul hall?"

Qian Ren's snow eyes were as cold as a knife. A pair of big blue eyes seemed to be filled with a touch of anger and an emotion of unknown intention, staring at the restless carriage inside.

In fact, when she heard that the other party and her queen were doing that, she was only a little sour, but it was nothing. She pushed the other party into her arms, but she didn't regret it. This was the idea in qianrenxue's heart.

But this person still keeps the same appearance when treating himself... Is he in negative contact with other women, but he treats himself with that attitude? Qian Renxue's eyes were a little cold, and his heart tasted a little. Then he thought of the words Bi bidong said to himself.

Under the dual pressure of the environment and psychology, she said that words with some unstable and sneering nature. Maybe she didn't notice it, izji now her tone is just like those sad little women.

"Oh, you know that."

Tang Muchen was stunned. Unexpectedly, bidong had told her about it, but it didn't seem to be a problem. After all, he still had to have a showdown. His small head turned rapidly and thought about how to speak next.

I don't want to hide these things with excuses, but my relationship with qianrenxue hasn't reached that point. What tone and sentence should I use to communicate with her?

Maybe these things made Tang Muchen hesitate a little, so that he didn't make a sound immediately. Shuibinger at the bottom didn't seem to be aware of the seriousness of the matter. Although cigar has a relaxing and pleasant effect, if you don't master the method well, it will always feel a little choking. In addition, Tang Muchen gives something different from ordinary people, She coughed after trying.

In the silent night, the coughing sound of a beautiful young woman, the silence of Tang Muchen, the slight frown of Qianren snow, and the tone has been filled with strong dissatisfaction. The deep blue eye bath has eliminated the calm, but it is the prelude to the storm.

"So is that your answer?"

"Even if you don't want to say it, it's not necessary."

Qian Renxue thinks that he takes each other as a good friend. At least he hasn't treated him badly in any way, but this person's attitude towards himself is like this?

When he confronted each other, he did not respect himself at all and did bad things with his own queen?

Listening to Qian Renxue's tone has become dangerous. Tang Muchen began to explain: "Xiao Xueer, I don't mean that."

"Mainly because I was just thinking about how to tell you about it!"

"As for me, I really fell in love under the Pope's crown in the Wu soul hall. Oh, by the way, she's still your aunt, isn't she?"

"I don't have that kind of aunt. She's my enemy."

"OK."

Tang Muchen took the initiative to put forward the relationship between the two people, not to annoy her, but to have a plan in mind to make the topic thrown out later more attractive to each other.

After Tang Muchen mentioned her relationship with bibidong, qianrenxue obviously forgot the embarrassment and anger just now. She just pursed her lips and planned to quietly listen to what the other party would say after all?

"... ah, I see. Next, I'll explain our relationship with you."

"When did we meet and when were we together..."

"I don't want to know these things."

Qian Renxue's tone was a little cold across the carriage: "I don't care about the relationship between you, but I feel a little indignant when a woman like her eats tender grass."

"Moreover, if people outside know that the Pope of the Wuhun temple is in love with a young man 20 years younger than himself, it may pose a certain threat to the rule of our Wuhun temple. It is uncertain what gossip will come out."

"You, a young man under the age of 20, can't stand this kind of public opinion."

Looking at the outside, the tone is calm, but the words remind herself all the time that she opened her mouth because she cares about herself... Do you want to cover it up? It's lovely to use this means to cover up my real purpose. Qianrenxue, you make me want to love you more and more. What should I do?

Tang Muchen's dark eyes narrowed slightly and suddenly smiled: "if it's about these things, you don't need xiaoxueer's worry."

"After I was with her, I naturally understood the gossip we would suffer."

"I don't care about this at all."

"Moreover, I believe the Pope will not have such a mind. Now the martial soul hall can even push the mainland. What if you fall in love with me? Those waste people on the mainland can only envy her for finding a suitable husband. "

As Tang Muchen spoke, Yu Guang supervised shuibing'er who was smoking cigars at the bottom of his eyes. His eyes twinkled slightly, and he grabbed each other's long ice blue hair.

"Hmm ~"

Of course, the ambiguous voice was hidden by Tang Muchen's voice.

"But to be honest, xiaoxueer, you really care about me a little more. I'm quite moved."

"Ha ha."

Qian Renxue sneered, and then he opened his mouth coldly: "don't call me Xiao Xueer?"

"Also, I'm just a reminder. If you don't listen, let you."

"I don't care about this at all. Your life and death have nothing to do with me."