Chapter 1793

Although there is no redundant explanation, Leng junao's sentence is enough to explain the problem. It's about the Empress Dowager. After hearing the words, Zhao Wanxi wisely stopped asking questions.

Instead, he consciously shifted the unpleasant topic and glanced up and down at the people around him with slightly slanting eyes.

"The face is changed, the voice should be changed by drugs."

After all, there is a flower shadow beside him. It's too easy to make some medicine with unique effect.

"That's the height. What's the matter?"

If it's higher, it's not difficult to add something in the shoes and increase it without leaving any trace.

It's just a few centimeters shorter, so it's hard to say.

"And the feeling of the whole person, how to disguise?"

It's incredible that you can still look several years younger.

On the other hand, Zhao Wanxi reached out and pretended to pinch Leng junao's face. She said on purpose: "is this one also a fake?

Let me see who your real face is

"Xi'er, don't make trouble."

Compared with Zhao Wanxi's easy play, Leng junao is a little more serious.

Especially when asked the last question, his eyes dodged without any trace.

But who is he? Leng junao. The city is deep enough, but in a twinkling of an eye, he returns to normal. On the contrary, he looks over with amazement. His eyes are glued on Zhao Wanxi's delicate face for a long time, and he refuses to leave.

After half a ring, he slowly made a sound.

"I didn't expect you to recognize me."

This problem comes slowly, as if it is known later.

However, the exclamation in the tone, the surprise after the unexpected excitement, shows no doubt.

At the same time, Leng junao's arm was lifted up again and stroked the pretty face under her eyes.

Seeing that he was about to touch it, he paused again, sighed deeply, pressed down the surge in his chest, and took a breath to calm himself as much as possible.

"When did you find out?"

Zhao Wanxi

Isn't it too late to discuss this with her?

How should also be in the beginning, Zhao Ao appeared in front of her for the second time, especially in the Ivy League courtyard, he should have noticed.

Is it difficult that her performance is too obscure, Leng junao didn't feel it, she already understood?

Heart secretly smile unceasingly, smile with anger to cross the past one eye, the face pretended to be wronged.

"Well, it's the same feeling for so many years. If you don't even have this tacit understanding, then you've lost your true feelings?

On the contrary, it's just you who deceive me. You avoid me in everything, but where do you put me

"This matter It's my fault. It's just that I thought that you haven't fully recovered your memory that day. I'm afraid you might be careless Wrong idea. "

So here, Leng junao seems to suddenly think of something, deep in the pupil began to appear a slight heavy.

At the same time, the eye wind sweeps quietly, and soon finds that she is completely out of danger. In the invisible, the night Phoenix dust, which is forgotten by Zhao Wanxi, is standing quietly not far away.

His eyes were on their side, and his face was uncertain and unpredictable.

The man's mind, or the man is the most understand, especially as a rival positioning, the other side, but any little emotional change, can not escape the other side's eyes.

He looks at each other from a distance. Leng junao slightly moves his feet twice and blocks Zhao Wanxi without any trace.

There is no dead angle ground to block the vision of night Phoenix dust in his behind, can't see the shadow of half Zhao Wanxi any more.

Zhao Wanxi knew nothing about his little action.

Her focus is only in Leng junao's words.

I was not happy and didn't speak. I just glanced at it and deliberately lengthened my voice.

"Well?"

Even if it is one heart two uses, but in the desire to survive, Leng junao also quickly realized.

Without the slightest hesitation, change your tongue.

"As it turns out, I'm worried too much. My Xi'er, the most intelligent and wise, is that I mistook you. "

Zhao Wanxi

"But I haven't seen you for a few days. Why did you suddenly become so smooth?"

It used to be cheeky, but now it's better. At least it's in front of so many people. It's getting more and more serious.

If it goes on like this, I don't know what it will be like?

Zhao Wanxi shivered at the thought that the man was too greasy to look directly at him.

Suddenly I feel funny again. I can't help bending my lips.

At that time, it happened that the sun slanted too cold on Jun Ao's shoulder, reflecting on her face, a piece of powder was attractive.The facial features are clear and beautiful, bright and moving, a bit of vermilion is not described and red, a twinkle and a smile, it seems to invite people to taste.

Within a short distance, Leng Jun's eyes were lost.

His heart was in a state of disorder, and his breath moved uncontrollably. He took a small step forward again with his breath. He could almost smell Zhao Wanxi's hair.

The big palm that originally stayed in mid air, in the end, still fell on her head, thin lips slightly dry, he wanted to say something, export, but just a cry.

"Xi'er..."

"Well?"

His voice was hoarse and dry. It was obviously wrong. Zhao Wanxi unconsciously raised her eyes for a moment, and accidentally bumped into two pools of deep love.

Mingming looks like a bottomless abyss. He knows that if he is not careful, he will be sucked in and can't get out any more.

But against the temperature of burning people, see for a while, a heart can be hot at a loss.

Zhao Wanxi's face flushed and fainted on her face.

And the big hand on her head became a kind of signal, but in the twinkling of an eye, her heart beat like a beat.

It's burning with dry firewood. It's a pity that it's still in front of the hall of joy. Otherwise

Who can stand it?

We are all from the past. When we think of that kind of love, you and me, Zhao Wanxi's whole body is a little bit ready to burn.

Compared with her, Leng junao is much more urgent.

Although it is well hidden, it seems that there is no water leakage on the surface. It is still facing the edge and has more space to control the overall situation.

But the two small flames at the bottom of the eyes had already sold him out.

It's a long time of separation, so I can't help it. I adjust my breath a little. Leng junao's big hand glides down and falls on Zhao Wanxi's shoulder.

The volume is also reduced a lot, as if it was suddenly weak.

"Xi'er, I don't feel very comfortable all of a sudden. Why don't you go to the palace with me to have a rest first."