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Hiding her thoughts, Qi Qianying walked to Qin Lanxue and asked in a low voice: "What do you want me to do?"

"not hungry"

Qin Lanxue stopped eating, perhaps because the porridge moistened her throat. Although his voice was still rough and hoarse, it was now smoother and clearer.

Qi Qianying's eyes moved slightly, hungry

Of course he is hungry, but rather than being hungry, he is more afraid of Qin Lanxue, a terrifying demon.

If he doesn't ask clearly, he will never feel at ease.

Although he only met the man who called himself Ashue for the first time, Ashue was able to control the poisonous insects in his body, torture and bite him for three years, and completely save him from the edge of death.

It can be seen that in this life, unless he really wants to die without a burial place and become the same bones as the Houhuang people, he will never betray or defy this person.

No matter how uneasy she felt, Qi Qianying looked at Qin Lanxue who continued to eat, so she had no choice but to shut up silently and fill her stomach first.

After the two of them finished eating, Qin Lanxue still didn't say anything to Qi Qianying and returned to the house where Sumu Jun was without a word.

When he went in and saw Su Mujun sitting in the corner, seemingly asleep, he looked at her intently for a while.

Those unusually clear eyes, after looking at them for a long time, you can actually find a trace of morbid and strange satisfaction in them.

Although Su Mujun had her eyes closed, she did not really fall asleep. Feeling the extremely strange and burning gaze, Su Mujun's expression remained unchanged, but she felt more and more in her heart that she might really know this young man named Axue. w

Qin Lanxue knew that Su Mujun could not really be asleep, but when he carefully observed her breathing and the subtle expressions on her face, he found that her expression and breathing were extremely calm and gentle, without any waves.

Regarding this point, the blue luster in Qin Lanxue's clear eyes flickered slightly, and she seemed to be touched in her heart. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, revealing a beautiful smile.

He walked slowly to Sumu Jun and sat down not far or near from her.

Like Su Mujun, he closed his eyes, but the curvature of his lips did not weaken at all.

Qi Qianying had been standing at the door watching Qin Lanxue's actions. After he closed his eyes, he sat down next to the wall opposite the two of them, looking back and forth at the two of them.

Why do the two of them look so similar at this moment? If the difference in appearance is ignored, their auras are so harmonious.

Naturally, Qin Lanxue did not fall asleep. Although he closed his eyes, a scene that appeared every day and night flashed in his mind.

That was the scene when he and Su Mujun first met in the Qin Palace eight years ago. Those enchanting and cold eyes have become a scene that has remained fresh in his memory for many years.

What Su Mujun said at that time was also a belief that he persisted in for two years in the Qin Palace and for six years in a pond full of poisonous Gu insects.

"It hurts, remember this pain, and endure it until the day you are strong enough, kill it, cut it into pieces."

The harsh and hoarse murmur was like a wisp of cool wind coming from the abyss of the dark night, gently blowing into Mr. Sumu's ears.

Su Mujun, who had kept his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes at this moment. A ray of enchanting light flashed away, and his eyes were cold and evil, shining with a little bit of unfathomable luster.

Turning his head, he took in Qin Lan's snow-clear and beautiful profile.

Qin Lanxue also opened her eyes at this time and turned her head. The strange clarity was clearly reflected in Su Mujun's handsome and delicate face.

Seeing these cold eyes that had been with him for eight years hidden in his memory, finally looking at him seriously, Qin Lanxue's dark purple lips instantly rippled.

With her beautiful smile, Su Mujun felt that a gorgeous and pure white flower suddenly bloomed in front of his eyes. The next moment, this white flower gradually turned into the tempting blood red, full of the danger of death.

The daze only lasted for a moment, and the next moment, Mr. Su Mu's attention was focused on Qin Lanxue's clear and beautiful red phoenix eyes, which contained a bit of strange and alluring blue hidden in the depths.

There seemed to be some kind of memory that brought her back to the day she first arrived in Jiuyou eight years ago.

The memory in his mind gradually became clearer, and Su Mujun's eyes flickered with a magical light.

"You are the little kid who was bullied in Qin Palace"

Although this sentence was a question, it did not mean to ask at all. Instead, it conveyed a touch of determination.

Seeing Su Mujun think of herself, the smile on Qin Lanxue's face became more and more bright: "It's me, Ajun."

Su Mujun frowned slightly, obviously he didn't expect this to be the case.

In this way, he followed her because he recognized her as the child of Qin Palace back then.

This thought only occurred for a moment, and Su Mujun naturally would not believe that Ashue's purpose was that simple.

Su Mujun turned back, closed his eyes again, and said Qingqian: "Don't forget that you are the one who wants to follow me. The name Ajun is not yours."

The smile on Qin Lanxue's face slowly faded, but her eyes kept looking at Su Mujun's side face. The clear luster became more pure and enchanting, and the alluring blue deep in her eyes also exuded a faint hell-like aura. The breath of death.

He didn't say anything out loud, because he knew that since Su Mujun said so, he would naturally refuse him to call her Ajun.

Qin Lanxue was silently refusing.

Ah Jun, he only wants to call her this way, and he is the only one who can call her this way.

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After a pleasant meeting, Junjun thought of Ashue~ The undercurrent of love between the male and female protagonists will stop here for the time being. Something will happen tomorrow, but I don’t know if I can write about it, snickering~