The happiness of fast-wearing female supporting roles, I call the shots

Chapter 1171: The Devil’s Holy Maiden Raising a Baby ([-])

Although the confession was the fault of the original owner, no one knew that they were not the same person, so Feng Lan could only be blamed for what the original owner had done.

"Well, it's a little bit, but things are almost busy."

Next, Qiu Yan, as the host, lost much hostility towards Jiang Jincang, but exchanged a few polite words with Jiang Jincang.

Jiang Jincang also wanted to build a good relationship with Qiu Yan, so he lowered his attitude and seemed less aloof and unapproachable.

Feng Lan also expressed her opinions and views from time to time, and the scene became harmonious for a while. Qiu Yan also felt much better about Jiang Jincang.

I think he might be the kind of person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside.

Seeing the two of them getting along so happily, Feng Lan finally felt relieved, she was really afraid that the two of them would not see each other.

But when you think about it, the two don't have any conflicts after all, and they couldn't get along before, but it was because the hero misunderstood Jiang Jincang's identity.

Now that the misunderstanding has been resolved, naturally they will no longer confront him.

What Fenglan didn't know was that the reason why the two of them got along so happily was because Jiang Jincang took the initiative to make friends.

Otherwise, with Jiang Jincang's aloof temperament, it would be no wonder that Qiu Yan could get along with him. After all, Qiu Yan himself is also a proud son of heaven who is praised by others.

It is impossible to put a cold face on other people's hot buttocks, and being able to maintain a polite attitude is already considered graceful.

When Qiu Huahao finally stopped being busy, the competition began to be put on the agenda, and the time was set for three days.

Feng Lan was quite interested in this. One of the two was the hero, and the other seemed very dangerous. Who would win?

Although Feng Lan was more inclined to think that Jiang Jincang would win, Qiu Yan was the male protagonist after all, and he was definitely not weak in strength, otherwise he would not be able to help the female protagonist get revenge smoothly.

And the male protagonist, maybe there is such a thing as the male protagonist's aura, so it's hard to say who will win and who will win this time.

"Miss Feng, you seem to be looking forward to this martial arts competition?" Jiang Jincang came to listen to Fenglan playing the piano as usual today, seeing that she seemed to be in a good mood, so he asked.

For this reason, Qiu Yan once doubted whether Jiang Jincang would have any plans for Feng Lan, but thinking about Feng Lan's pregnancy with someone else's child, he felt that he should be supercilious.

Mr. Jiang probably just likes to listen to Lan'er playing the piano, after all, Lan'er's piano skills are indeed top-notch.

He also likes to listen to Lan'er playing the piano, her piano sound seems to have some kind of magical power, which can make people feel relaxed and less impetuous.

This is very beneficial for a warrior.

"Well, you all look very good. I don't know who will win in the end, so I'm looking forward to it."

"Then do you want me to win or do you want me to lose?" Jiang Jincang asked out of nowhere when he heard this, and regretted it as soon as he asked.

Feng Lan: "..."

How does this make her answer?

In fact, whoever wins and loses has no effect on her, it's just an ordinary competition, does it matter who wins or loses?

"I don't think it's important who wins or loses. The important thing is to participate. Just do your best. Besides, does Mr. Jiang care about winning or losing this game?" Feng Lan thought for a while before answering his question.

"I don't care! I think the same as you." Jiang Jincang shook his head and said, what he didn't say is that I just care about your thoughts.

According to his own thinking, when fighting in martial arts, it is better to go all out as much as possible, this is to respect the opponent.

But he was really afraid that Qiu Yan would be the one she hoped to win. After all, the relationship between them seemed to be very good, and he was just an outsider.

To put it bluntly, he was just jealous.

"By the way, we should be considered friends, right?" Jiang Jincang asked again, with a look of anticipation in his eyes.

"Of course, I thought we were friends a long time ago." Feng Lan replied without thinking, she really thought so in her heart.

She really likes staying and chatting with Jiang Jincang, and feels that his temperament suits her taste very much, and she feels very relaxed and comfortable getting along with him.

To be honest, Feng Lan doesn't like that kind of man who is too smooth, he feels that he lacks sincerity and is too fraternal.

In her opinion, friends are more expensive than many, and one or two confidants in life are enough!

There are not many friends who can make her deliver her sincerity.

"Then how about we call each other by name in the future? Miss Feng, Mr. Jiang, etc., it sounds too unfamiliar."

Jiang Jincang's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he immediately suggested.

"Okay, this is Lan'er's honor!" Seeing that he was so happy, Feng Lan raised a smile and shouted: "Jin Cang!"

When Jiang Jincang heard the sound of 'Jincang', he was taken aback for a moment, and then a wave of ecstasy welled up in his heart.

For some reason, when his name was called out from her mouth, it seemed to sound quite sweet, and it felt sweet in her heart.

"Then I will be like Young Master Qiu from now on, how about calling you Lan'er?" After Jiang Jincang finished speaking, he looked at her expectantly.

"Yes!" Seeing his expectant eyes, Feng Lan nodded unconsciously.

"Lan'er?" Jiang Jincang called out tentatively, with a bit of joy in his tone, but also a bit of caution in the joy.

"En!" Seeing his appearance, Feng Lan couldn't help but soften again.

Jiang Jincang was finally satisfied this time, and the curved lips couldn't be suppressed no matter what.

"Senior brother!" Yin Yin had just finished practicing the sword when she saw the senior brother smiling at her, so she greeted him.

"Junior Junior Sister's swordsmanship seems to have improved a lot. In fact, you don't have to work so hard. Your martial arts are almost catching up to mine. This puts great pressure on Senior Brother."

Qin Yuheng walked towards her and said jokingly, but there was a hint of distress in his eyes.

He probably knew a little about the little junior sister's life experience, and because of the blood feud, the little junior sister rarely smiled since she was a child.

Later, Junior Sister went out to practice for a period of time, but she became cheerful. She never thought that after a while, Junior Sister came back with injuries all over her body.

Asked her what happened, but refused to say anything.

And since then, the little junior sister has become more silent, and she has worked harder in practicing swords, which makes people feel very distressed.

"Senior brother, I'm overwhelmed! Is there anything you can do with me?" Yin Yin lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze, and said calmly.

She is not slow, and she has guessed what the senior brother thinks of her, but she only has brother and sister feelings for him, and she can't respond to him at all.

What's more... She can't forget that person, she knows she shouldn't love, but she can't control her heart.

If it wasn't for the bloody feud that kept reminding her that he is the son of the enemy, she might not be able to resist going to see Qiu Yan.

Yin Yin also felt tired sometimes, if she could, she really wished that she was not the daughter of the Yin family, so that she would not have to bear such a heavy burden.

Although it is selfish to think so, she is just a weak woman, and she will be tired.

In fact, it's not that the heroine deliberately hangs on to Qin Yuheng as a male partner, but that Qin Yuheng has never confessed to the heroine. The heroine can't be too affectionate to make him stop liking her, right?

(End of this chapter)