Chapter 190

"Compared with others, shouldn't you face up to your feelings first?" She has no feelings to face up to“ It's better to mind your own business than to mind other people's business. " Lance narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his lips gently lifted up the arc, with a trace of bewitchment in his voice. Wen Yiren stared at his eyes. For a moment, his brain seemed to be under control. The hand on the knee was slightly squeezed into a fist. Wen Yiren's eyes flickered and looked away calmly, "what's the result of my divination?"“ What you just said is the result of your divination. " She died of love in her previous life, and this life's love didn't end well? She didn't care in her previous life, but in this life, the God stick must be bragging. Unless she likes him too, unfortunately, she is not bewitched“ Miss Wen usually goes to the temple? "“ I don't believe in Buddhism. I go to some temple. "“ I wonder if Miss Wen can let me take another drop of blood. I can make an exception and test Miss Wen's career. " Wen Yiren got excited in an instant, suddenly popped out of his seat and stepped back two steps. "They all said my blood is very precious. You didn't calculate it for me. So, it's good not to ask you for compensation."“ Miss Wen, do you believe me? " Wen Yiren asked, "you have to give me a reason to believe you!" Lance's eyes were dark. The woman was completely unaffected. It seemed not simple“ Miss Wen, would you like to have a cup of tea? " With that, Lance had brought out a set of particularly exquisite tea sets. The small porcelain cup was engraved with complex patterns. The scarlet liquid flowed out of the pot and filled the fist sized tea cup instantly“ Miss Wen, please. " Wen Yiren stared at the red liquid in the cup, frowned and said, "how is it red? It looks like blood."“ This is black tea. " There's definitely something wrong with this tea. Wen Yi quietly picked up the teacup and sniffed it at the tip of his nose. Although it was red for some reason, she was sure that there was no blood. Just don't let her drink blood. Yu Guang glanced at his lance, who had been staring at him all the time, looked up and drank it, "it's a little bitter."“ Good medicine tastes bitter. "“ Medicine? " Lance smiled unfathomably, "Miss Wen, what's the difference between a person without feelings and a walking corpse? I'm just helping you find your love." Find your love? Hehe, is it to help her fall in love with him? Wen Yiren didn't expose it. He played with the tea in his hand with his fingertips. "This divination shop is very difficult to find."“ I like silence. "“ I wonder if Mr. lance has taken a stroll in the deep ancient lane ahead. "“ Yes. "“ I saw a shop called "Meng Po's shop" in Shengu lane. Does Mr. lance know that shop? " Lance shook his head and took a very elegant sip of tea. "Is there such a shop? Its name is very unique."“ It's really unique, otherwise I wouldn't pay attention. " First of all, the first point can be ruled out, that is, lance is not a ghost. If you are a ghost, how can you live in such a place without knowing Meng Po's shop. What's more, she was present. How on earth did this man named lance make Jiang and Jiang lose their hearts to him“ Are you a hybrid? "“ Well, the four nations are mixed. "“ No wonder it looks so strange. " Lance raised his eyebrows and was quite surprised by Wen Yiren's words. "You say I look strange?"“ Yes, isn't it strange that people with purple eyes think you are a monster? "“ Hehe, isn't it? " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.