The daughter of the medical school is so handsome

"Tch, you are not a master of prophecy, your premonition is impossible to be accurate. I don't think Feng Qi will go wrong so easily."

Hong Lang said disdainfully, "I still have to be tortured by you alone."

"hope so."

Li Fengxing was still worried, looking at Feng Qi who was busy with Li Yuci outside.

The noon sun shone hotly on Feng Qi's body, making her look unreally beautiful, so holy, so dazzlingly beautiful, as if she could be carried away in her pocket, and she could be taken out to see at any time.

Such a beautiful face can only be matched by Feng Qi.

That Feng Qi is so vulgar, if the skin is exchanged for her, wouldn't it be a waste?
"I'm curious about one thing, if Feng Qi and that woman switch bodies, who should you love?"

Hong Lang gloated from the side and asked, "Can you really say I love you to a 38-year-old, ordinary face?"

"As long as it is Feng Qi, even if she has an 80-year-old face, I will tell her I love you."

Li Fengxing said with a firm face, but actually his heart was a little guilty.

He wasn't sure if he was such a vulgar person.

But in his heart, he hoped that Feng Qi would remain like this forever.

Li Yuci and Feng Qi arranged the tabletop.

Feng Qi was standing by the side holding an ancient bronze mirror, while Li Yuci was holding a book with yellowed pages in one hand and a whisk in the other, muttering something...

I saw the originally clear sky, and suddenly a big black cloud floated over the courtyard, very low and within reach, as if it was about to fall at any time.

This black cloud was shaking slightly, and it seemed that there were countless souls that were about to move around, as if they were about to break free from a certain bondage and rush out...

The surrounding temperature also dropped suddenly. It was clearly midsummer, but it was as cold as late autumn.

The emerald green leaves turned yellow one after another, rustling from the branches, as if swept by the autumn wind.

Hong Lang and Li Fengxing felt the chill creeping into their hearts from their necks, and they both retracted their collars, but they still couldn't control the chill.

"It's so cold!"

Hong Lang took out two overcoats from the closet, put one on his body, and threw the other to Li Fengxing.

Li Fengxing was going to refuse at first, but he couldn't control his coldness, so he finally put on his coat and wrapped it tightly.

But it was still very cold, goose bumps all over his body, and his teeth were chattering up and down.

However, Li Yuci and Feng Qi in the courtyard didn't seem to feel any chill.

Feng Qi was wearing a little white dress, fluttering slightly under the blowing of the black wind, with a cold expression on her face, carrying a powerful aura, like a girl from hell, who wanted to harvest all lonely ghosts, demons and ghosts in the world.

Li Fengxing looked at Feng Qi obsessively, feeling less cold.

"Why aren't Feng Qi and the others cold?"

Hong Lang was so cold that he wrapped another blanket and asked Li Fengxing shiveringly.

Then he found that Li Fengxing didn't seem to be cold anymore, so he asked a little unconvinced, "Why are you not cold anymore? It's unscientific!"

"Because there is passionate love in my heart!"

Li Fengxing answered casually.

"..."

Hong Lang was poked in the heart, hurt a bit, and continued to look at Feng Qi and the two silently.

Li Yuci was chanting words from those old books, Feng Qi's crisp voice followed, the voice was obviously not loud, but it seemed that thousands of people were chanting and playing along, each sound directly hit the hearts of the people.

The hearts of Hong Lang and Li Fengxing began to tremble slightly uncomfortable.