then.

Fu Yue's gaze fell on Qi Shen's neck, and there was a faint trend downward.

The skin on a man’s neck is fairer, more delicate than that of a girl, like fine porcelain. The shallow curve of the Adam's apple above is delicate.

Fu Yue continued to stare at Qi Shen.

Qi Shen: "......???"

His heart jumped by Fu Yue's gaze.

The man turned his eyes slightly, his peach blossom eyes flashed, "What do you think of me?"

The tone was mixed with expectations that he hadn't noticed.

As for what to expect, why should we expect?

Qi Shen didn't know it himself.

Fu Yue: "Nothing."

She withdrew her gaze, a trace of disappointment flashed under her eyes.

She couldn't see any trace of Qi Shen's disguise. Not surprisingly, this face was original. Otherwise, it can only be said that Qi Shen's disguise technology has reached its peak.

Now, she only needs to see if Ji Qinglin is disfigured, then she will probably know the truth...

The parables eavesdropped on lying outside the carriage curtain, her ears were almost pricked up.

Hey, I can't hear you clearly.

Why is it silent?

Yu Yan raised his head suspiciously, almost scared to pee.

She saw Qi Chen's demon poking a head out of the carriage, and at this time she was looking at her coldly.

Qi Chen had already put on the mask again at this time, concealing that beautiful face.

Yu Yan raised his hands to surrender.

"I was wrong, I'll get out of here."

Qi Chen put down the curtain, looking noble and cold, he did not have the intellectually retarded beautiful girl metaphorically.

Taking advantage of Qi Shen's effort to look outside, Fu Yue suddenly thought of a statement.

To say yes, when a person is relaxed, if he is called by his name, the other person will subconsciously agree with it.

Fu Yue wanted to give it a try.

So, facing Qi Chen's back, she gently called out: "Ji Qinglin."

unexpectedly.

The other party did not subconsciously agree at all, but he immediately turned his head, his voice was low and there was an inexplicable sense of danger in his tone: "Who are you calling?"

The same red dress.

But it gives a completely different feeling.

Fu Yue was a little disappointed, she slowly tightened her fingers while pinching her sleeves, the piece of fabric was rubbed by her not looking like it.

Isn't it true?

Fu Yue was lost.

There was a strange voice in her heart telling herself.

Qi Shen is Ji Qinglin.

Seeing Fu Yue not speaking, Qi Chen's eyes darkened, and the words he said gradually brought a few threats, "You call Ji Qinglin at me? Why...you recognize me as him?"

This is obviously a proposition.

Fu Yue had no doubt that if she continued to say a word, she would be directly hacked to death by the demon Qi Chen.

Fu, not in the slightest, Yue: "Yes."

"You like red clothes as much as him, and you look the same. I saw a second glance. What's so strange?"

Fu Yue said this calmly.

Qi Chen felt angry but had nothing to say.

Qi Shen squinted his eyes.

"you like him?"

Fu Yue originally wanted to deny it, but thinking of Qi Chen's weird behavior, she almost nodded her head in a ghostly manner, and said yes.

Admit it calmly.

"He is so good to me. Isn't it reasonable for me to like him? Why, do I not like him, do I like you?"

"Qi Shen, I'm not crazy."

This is very ironic.

Qi Chen forcibly crushed the soft corner in his hand.

"What? Are you waiting for him to save you now?"