The white moonlight gl

A quaint room.

Fu Que, who was sitting in front of the vanity mirror, received Qin Lian's rather perfunctory reply, and pressed the phone heavily on the table with a snap: "Why?!"

Busy!I don't know what to do!Can't you talk to her a little longer? ..."I don't know how the team leader and Feng Qingshui are. Have you reconciled?...No! I'm not reconciled! How can someone like Feng Qingshui be with Team Leader Mo? Reunited after a broken mirror? She deserves it Is it? Bah, not worthy!"

Gritting her teeth viciously, Fu Que hated Feng Qingshui whenever she thought of it.You know, she fell in love with the team leader very early on.

As the heir of this generation of the Mohist family, the first hermit family, the team leader surpassed his peers by a large margin in terms of appearance, temperament and talent.She is the pride of the Mo family.It is also an existence that is beyond reach in her generation.

As far as Guang Fuqu herself knew, among the hermit family of immortal cultivators, there were quite a few people who had the same thoughts as her.But now... why the hell is she?Not to mention that Feng Qingshui is just an ordinary mortal!Just talking about the contrived things she has done, Fu Que is not reconciled to one thousand or ten thousand.

Thick obscurity flashed in the cat-like cunning and nimble brown eyes, and the more she thought about it, the more stuffy her chest became, and Fu Que burst out laughing.

ha?There is.

"Many people don't know about the team leader's experience in the world, and the fact that the team leader fell in love with a mortal, I believe the Mohists don't know either."

Eyebrows frowned, Fuyu thought about the scenes that were likely to happen in the future, and her mood finally became smoother and happier.

Feng Qingshui, right?

you wait for me.

"Ah...Ah Choe, who is scolding me? Go back!" In Mo Rantong's office, Feng Qingshui sneezed twice in a row, rubbing his nose while saying.

On the side, Mo Rantong, who was practicing on the futon, opened his eyes and looked at Feng Qingshui with concern: "Did Qingqing catch a cold?"

"No, are you awake?" Sitting in Mo Rantong's exclusive seat, Feng Qingshui smiled, obviously very happy.

Recently, Mo Rantong is obsessed with cultivation and can't extricate herself. Even when she is on a mission, she will meditate whenever she has free time. This is a pain for her.

If it wasn't for the internet and mobile phone, she would most likely be bored to death.

"Well, why isn't Qingqing watching TV downstairs?"

Getting up to tidy up her clothes and walking towards Feng Qingshui, Mo Rantong also understood that it is not good to always leave Qing Qing aside, but she is not strong enough.

She cannot tolerate the possibility of losing Qingqing.

"Eh." When talking about downstairs, she had to mention the inexplicable Qinlian.

With an awkward cough, Feng Qingshui's eyes flickered and faltered. After all, she couldn't tell Mo Rantong directly that she was hiding from Qinlian, because Qinlian didn't play cards according to the routine, right?

Seeing this, Mo Rantong frowned, "What happened?"

Although she has already warned the team members, it is hard to guarantee, "Has anyone provoked Qingqing?" Her tone was gentle, her eyes were like water, but in her heart, Mo Rantong had already passed all the team members on the imperial capital side. all over.

She moved her little finger, and her murderous aura gradually rose.

"Cough, no, don't think too much, they all respect me, I, I'm just bored watching TV down there, so I'll come up to see you."

Yes, respect.

Except for Qinlian who didn't know what she was doing, everyone else respected her quite a bit. Although they weren't very close, this distance was just right for Feng Qingshui.

Not knowing how to explain Qinlian's situation to Mo Rantong, Feng Qingshui simply changed the subject, picked up the phone, removed the case, and poured out the triangular talisman: "Give me another talisman, this one is about to expire. "

"……Um."

He took out a warning talisman full of mysterious lines from the Najie, and folded it into a triangle intimately. Mo Rantong handed the talisman to Feng Qingshui, thought for a while and said: "If Qingqing is bored, let's take a few more." a task?"

"No, don't you want to practice? I'm just bored and playing games." Mo Rantong usually does tasks that other people can't handle, which is dangerous, time-consuming and laborious. Not wanting to exploit her: "Okay, done."

Putting down the finished phone, and throwing the discarded talisman into the trash can, Feng Qingshui looked up and saw Mo Rantong looking at her with a sorry and sad face, stunned for a few seconds, and sneered: "What, what, what? What are you thinking about, Mo Rantong, let me tell you, I, Feng Qingshui, will never wrong myself."

"I really want to be a salted fish for you to raise in my whole life. Just make good money. Don't try to make a fool of yourself. To be honest, I like the sometimes boring and sometimes exciting life. I'm with those who work from nine to five and run around for a living every day." Compared with people who are so busy and bald, I am happy like a fairy now, very, very cool."

After all, Feng Qingshui was still influenced by "City Monster Hunter".

Before reading this book, she had no desires or desires, and relied on her high IQ and high means to make a living in this society. It was raised in vain and tenderness, and all the expenses were covered, and Mo Rantong, who was stupid at the time, didn't spend a penny.

But after seeing Mo Rantong in "Urban Monster Catcher" spent countless money and resources on raising Qinlian to the point of failure, her mentality changed.

To sum it up, even she wants to be raised with ink.

Even if she doesn't have a mansion or a big bed of hundreds of square meters and only eats porridge and side dishes every day, she still has to feed her.

This is her last stubbornness.

As a related household, Feng Qingshui can clearly recognize her identity. She knows that the reason why she can stay in the special customs research group is because of Mo Rantong. To be honest, this kind of inside story that everyone knows makes her quite happy .

Mo Rantong: "..."

Faced with such an honest and straightforward Feng Qingshui, Mo Rantong's heart softened a bit, she curled her lips, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth could not be suppressed no matter what.

After a minute like this, she suddenly lowered her head and kissed the corner of Feng Qingshui's mouth, and said, "Qingqing is so cute."

How could there be such a lovely person as her family, Qingqing, in this world? Really, let her hold her in her hand for fear of falling and holding her in her mouth for fear of melting.

Only on the tip of the heart.

She was her treasure, a treasure for which she could give up everything, sacrifice everything, and no one could take her from her, no one could.

Feng Qingshui's face turned red, as if she had applied a layer of gorgeous rouge, she gave Mo Rantong a look of anger and annoyance, and pushed her with her hand: "Go away, go to practice quickly, you are cute, and your whole family is cute. "

Mo Rantong took a step back following Feng Qingshui's strength, and suddenly laughed out loud after thinking of something.

Feng Qingshui suddenly became frustrated: "What are you laughing at?"

what's so funny?

Mo Rantong pursed his lower lip, and there was still a smile in his eyes: "It's nothing, it's just that Qingqing said that my whole family is cute, it's really funny."

Those old antiques that are strict and solemn and completely ignorant of flexibility have nothing to do with cuteness.

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Mo Rantong went back to the futon to practice again, while Feng Qingshui chatted with friends casually.

She is very popular, she has been a class flower and a school girl since she was a child, she has an outstanding appearance but is not cold, although she has a bit of a vicious tongue, but it is harmless.

Making friends has always been extensive.

Recently, she has learned a lot of gossip from her friends, such as who married who and who divorced, who cheated, who cheated, who met the best mother-in-law, etc. The objects of the gossip covered her elementary school, middle school and high school. The people she knew in college, like Zhang Sifan and Lu Hongyu who are closest to her.

According to Liu Mengmeng and others, the two of them not only broke up, but also smeared each other, leaked a lot of information on Moments and school forums, posted many indecent photos, and their reputations were almost ruined.

Fortunately, both of them are juniors, and they don't take the postgraduate entrance examination, so they won't stay in school for long, and now it's summer vacation, otherwise, the pressure on the two of them can be imagined.

Seeing that Liu Mengmeng sent her a few more messages with a laughing expression attached, Feng Qingshui squinted her eyes, and sent her heartbroken three times with the corners of her mouth curled up: "I heard you failed the exam? How many subjects did you fail? Your dad confiscated your pocket money and turned you into a pauper?  … [laughs] [laughs] [laughs]”

Liu Mengmeng replied angrily: "...We are still good friends without mentioning these things!"

Feng Qingshui sent a few more laughing emojis.

...

Qinlian and Qingsu took the task and went out. Feng Qingshui saw it from the internal APP of the special customs research group. It cannot be denied that Feng Qingshui was really relaxed when she was sure that Qinlian was really not in the small building. Take a few breaths.

After all, she is not afraid of any conspiracy, but she can't adapt to being kind to her enemies.

Just like Qinlian, in fact, she knows that Qinlian's kindness to her is true, without any falsehood, but she also understands her own opinion of Qinlian.

She has never regarded Qinlian as a friend, nor will she have a heart-to-heart relationship with her.

She couldn't repay Qinlian's kindness to her.

She didn't want to owe anyone, especially Qinlian.

Realizing that her previous self had lifted a rock and shot herself in the foot, Feng Qingshui sighed quietly, thinking, why did Qinlian want to be friends with her?Could it be that she is too attractive?But aren't they two rivals in love?Shouldn't Qinlian pester Tongtong and hate her?how?

One confusion after another made Feng Qingshui's thoughts knotted, she couldn't figure it out, really couldn't figure it out.

Of course, even if Ren Fengqingshui thought about it, she would never have imagined that Qinlian not only fell in love with Mo Rantong, but also her.

...

The days of Xianyu lying and winning are going by much faster than expected. Before he knew it, Feng Qingshui had been in the special customs research team for more than two months.

After the start of school at Imperial University, she went back several times. Liu Mengmeng was always a lady with a temperament, and Gu Senmiao was the special one.

Gu Senmiao, who resigned from the position of the president of the detective agency and is now a graduate student at the Imperial University, would always look at Feng Qingshui with that indescribable expression whenever she saw Feng Qingshui, and she couldn't figure out what Feng Qingshui looked at.

She wanted to go up and ask, okay, Gu Senmiao ran so fast, Feng Qingshui knew he was hiding, so she was too embarrassed to chase after him.