no one knows better than me

"What happened?" Zhuang Qingliu quickly raised his eyes and asked, "What kind of thing?"

If it's a normal matter, these two people can help and send her a message, but why would they come to her and say it in person.

"We can't figure it out, so it's very strange." Ji Wuduan seemed to think about it for a while, and felt that he couldn't describe it, so he said, "You should go and see for yourself."

Zhuang Qingliu noticed it immediately, twitched his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "Is it related to me?"

Ji Wuyuan said vaguely: "Probably."

Zhuang Qingliu's foot that was about to go to Mei's Immortal Mansion suddenly turned in a different direction: "What is it related to me?"

Pei Yi said in a deep voice: "Because of the long Xiao you gave him, he suddenly didn't wear it close to his body. I only found out about this."

Chang Xiao?

Few people in this world know that Lan Song's Chang Xiao has long been alive, so in the eyes of others, he wears Guan Xiao close to his body all day just because he loves and cherishes the things Zhuang Qingliu gave him.And now he doesn't carry Chang Xiao close to him?His jade spirit is gone?

Zhuang Qingliu frowned quickly and turned his head, and said to Mei Hualan, "Go back first, and talk to your brother." Then he waved his sleeves to Pei Yi and Ji Wuduan, "You guys come with me."

Mei Hualan held her hand: "I'll be with you too."

"No." Zhuang Qingliu flicked her away, and said with lowered eyes, "When you come to the house and don't enter, what does it look like? It shouldn't be a big deal. I'll just go and have a look, and I'll come back and tell you soon."

Mei Hualan looked into her eyes as if aware of it, and then looked at the thoughtful eyes of Pei Yi and Ji Wudu next to her, then looked away without saying anything, turned around and nodded, and flew away first.

In half a sip of tea, Zhuang Qingliu skilfully dodged up and down a few times, first avoided the thunder outside Lan's fairy mansion, and then pulled Pei Yi and Ji Wudu, who were inexplicably turned back and shocked, directly into Lan Song's bedroom hospital.

Seeing Lan Song, who was lifeless and lying on the bed looking at the ceiling like a dead person, Zhuang Qingliu immediately stood at the door and frowned.

The previous Lan Song had a gentle and soft personality, and was not good at interacting with people. Whenever he saw him, he would think of gentle water flow, and his whole body was warm and smooth.But now just the figure lying there made people inexplicably feel the boundless vigor, as if the sharp points from head to toe were erected.

Pei Yi quickly took a few steps forward, shaking the man who was open-eyed but unresponsive to the noises in the room, lowered his head quickly and said, "Brother Lan? Brother Lan! What happened to you, tell us! Young Master Zhuang is here too!"

Zhuang Qingliu walked to the bed and called out in a low voice, "Lan Song?"

After she finished speaking, the person on the bed with sunken cheeks and unfocused eyes really moved slowly.But the next moment, his reaction suddenly exceeded everyone's expectations.

Lan Song suddenly pulled out the saber hanging by the bed, stabbed frantically, and shouted: "Get out! Get out!" "" "—! ! "

Zhuang Qingliu turned sideways in surprise for a moment, while Ji Wuduan and Pei Yi were stunned, and quickly stepped forward, holding Lan Song tightly from left to right, and shouted: "Brother Lan?! Brother Lan, this is Zhuang Song!" Young master! Who the hell killed you! Are you confused and misunderstood the wrong person now?!"

Lan Song yelled wildly: "I didn't admit my mistake! It's her!! She has a deep heart and a sanctimonious face, get out!! Get out... get out! Don't appear in front of me...!"

Zhuang Qingliu squinted and said in a low voice, "What do you mean? Be more specific?"

Lan Song held the sword tightly, stared into her eyes and said sharply: "Don't think that I don't know, and don't think that I can't do anything about you so I pretended to be in front of me. You know what happened, and so do I— - so get out, I don't want to hear a word from you, I don't even want to see you. Get out! Get out of here

A boundless and strange feeling suddenly rose in Zhuang Qingliu's heart, and a vague light and shadow flashed across his mind.

Lan Song struggled and struggled, and gradually began to pant violently, as if he had suffered some great pain.Pei Yi and Ji Wudu were so shocked and astonished that they let him go in a hurry and hurriedly said, "What's the matter? What's the matter? Did you touch your wound? !"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly roll.

Both Pei Yi and Ji Wudu were about to collapse.

At this time, a crisp and sharp hand wind came from behind, and hit Lan Song directly on the back of the neck, knocking him out directly.

Pei Yi turned around in shock and said, "Zhuang—"

"Don't talk, get out of the way." Zhuang Qingliu stepped forward in a low voice calmly, pushed aside the two people who were blocking the bed, stretched out his hand without delay, and pressed his index finger on the center of Lan Song's eyebrows.The pictures in Lan Song's memory quickly scrolled quickly, but it was strange that after she went through it roughly, there was nothing.

Zhuang Qingliu closed her eyes again and slowed down. This time she turned around and found nothing, but she found the reason why she didn't find it - a memory in Lan Song's mind was forcibly erased.But that happened in the early winter of last year, and it's almost June now.

She quickly opened her eyes and took a deep look at the person on the bed.

Since last fall, Lan Song hasn't had much contact with her, but her thoughts have been on the Mei family, the Hou family, Qi Hu, Duan Bin, Zhuang Huang, and the altar on the island for more than half a year, wandering around in secret The Yu family who went to the event, Zhenshan monk... I didn't notice much about these kinds of people and things.

If something happened to Lan Song at that time, it would have been too long since now.

Pei Yi couldn't bear to look up and down, and asked anxiously with his sword on his face, "How is it? Did you see anything?"

Zhuang Qingliu remained silent for a moment with a serious expression on his face, then simply shook his head, raised his eyes and asked the two of them, "What was he doing from the end of October to the end of November last year?"

Ji Wuduan was actually very busy all day, he was a little confused: "The end of October last year? I can't remember how long it has been, and it seems that I haven't seen him for a long time, I just know..."

At this time, Pei Yi said with certainty: "I don't know at the end of October, but when I looked for him in December last year, before the end of the year, he wrote back that he was in retreat. And he has been in retreat for more than half a year."

And because of Lan Song's habit of only communicating with people on weekdays, it's normal to find him even if he can't find it.The most important thing is that once something happens to him, it is normal for someone to disappear for a period of time under the pretext of retreat.

Zhuang Qingliu soon stopped dwelling on this point, and instead asked, "Did anything special happen to the Lan family around the end of October last year?"

Ji Wuduan and Pei Yi thought about it for a while, and the answers were exactly the same, they had no extra impressions, and it seemed that nothing major had happened.

"Forget it. That's it for now. I'll check."

After Zhuang Qingliu glanced at the bed again, he took the two of them out of Lan's Immortal Mansion neatly, threw them casually in a reed by the water, and disappeared back to Mei's house by himself.

At the foot of the Mei family's Lingshan Mountain, Mei Hualan's brother and sister were talking softly beside Qi Hu's tomb at the moment. Every time Mei Hualan came to this place, his profile would silently fall silent, as if immersed in a light shadow.But as soon as Zhuang Qingliu appeared, she immediately raised her eyelashes and turned her head, stepped forward to catch her and asked, "What's wrong with Lan Song? Is there something important?"

This is a taboo place for the Mei family on weekdays, and it is quiet and no one around, so Zhuang Qingliu briefly explained the situation, and then asked Mei Hualan and Mei Huazhou: "Do you know that last October and even the whole winter, the Lan family Did anything special happen?"

During that time, Mei Hualan was with Zhuang Qingliu almost every day, and she didn't pay much attention to the outside world, so she probably didn't know it without thinking about it.And Mei Huazhou stood in front of the tombstone, thought carefully for a long time, and said: "It should be nothing serious. During that time, the suzerain and elders of the Lingbilan clan didn't go out of the fairy mansion much."

And almost at the same time, the vortex between the Hou family and the Mei family became bigger and bigger, and the eyes of the entire immortal cultivation world were attracted by them. Even if there was something wrong with the Lan family, it was easy for no one to notice.

Zhuang Qingliu lowered her head and rubbed the center of her brows, and hummed: "Let's do this first, let's not talk about it." She turned and said, "You have returned to the Immortal Mansion these few days, what is the attitude of the Immortal Family? "

Mei Huazhou nodded gently and replied: "It's normal, basically everyone sent congratulatory stickers." He stretched out his long sleeves, and politely signaled Zhuang Qingliu to go first, and he followed immediately, walking beside him in an orderly manner Said, "After this turmoil, the Mei family will need to recuperate for many years to recover, so it is very important to make friends with friends and neighbors. I have thought about it carefully, and I have prepared it. I will invite hundreds of families to hold a fairy banquet in ten days. "

This is not a problem, but after Zhuang Qingliu looked around casually, he asked: "It is estimated that some destroyed places will take several months to restore. Will there be a banquet in ten days?"

Meihua said as he walked, "What I mean is that the Immortal Mansion can simply be rebuilt, and there is no need to pursue the same as before. Moreover, many places are not damaged in the first place, and the rest of the things that need to be used will be discussed later."

Several people walked to the front mountain, Zhuang Qingliu looked around with some emotion - when the Mei family used to be in the hands of Mei Huaye's mother and son, it was actually very luxurious and beautiful, and you could see shining golden tiles and tall buildings everywhere. The Qiongdian, these are gone now, but it looks a bit shabby and dilapidated.

At this time, Mei Huazhou took out the invitation card from her sleeve and handed it to Zhuang Qingliu.Zhuang Qingliu turned his head and took a look, and didn't answer, but looked at him with a light smile and said, "I said that I am at odds with your family now, and it would be inconvenient for me to appear at your fairy banquet again."

"No problem. I will prepare it alone. It is a small banquet for only our Zhangtai Mei family." After shaking his head, Mei Huazhou whispered softly, "There are many people who were rescued by you from the Immortal Mansion that day. I also want to toast a glass of wine in person and thank you."

Zhuang Qingliu looked down at the invitation at this moment, didn't say anything, but found that there was actually a part of Zhuheng in it.Meihuazhou solemnly asked her to take it back, and she must invite Zhuheng to come over for a gathering at that time.

Zhuang Qingliu twirled the gold-sprinkled plum blossom paper nimbly, and said with a smile, "And hers?"

Mei Huazhou laughed in a very gentle voice, and said, "She has taught me a lot from time to time over the years."

At this moment, Zhuang Qingliu quietly turned the corner of his eyes, and glanced at Mei Panpan next to him.Baa Baa really had a calm expression on her face, but her gaze kept on the path in front of her, she didn't say anything.

The three of them didn't walk for long, and they entered a long and narrow passage under the leadership of Mei Huazhou. After turning several corners along the way, a person tied to a special spiritual pillar came into view—Hou Yan .

The members of the Hou clan are tall and strong by nature because they respect and are good at hunting, and usually have rough beards on their faces.But Houyan has always been alone, and likes to tidy herself up and clean.But now, the originally arrogant and arrogant person has lost his human form, his beard and hair are all greasy and knotted together, and he is in a mess.

Seeing the arrival of several people, the person who was tied to the pillar with his head hanging quickly raised his head. When he saw Zhuang Qingliu, his eyes tightened for a moment, and then a sneer appeared on his face, and he slowly licked his lips and mocked: "I knew it, I just lost to a puppet."

Mei Huazhou stopped ten steps away after bringing the person, and she didn't care when she heard this sentence, she stood with her hands behind her face and didn't say a word.

Hou Yan squinted his eyes deeply at Zhuang Qingliu, eyes as tight as a poisonous snake were full of malice: "Aren't you afraid of a thunderbolt when you meddle in the affairs of foreign tribes with arrogance and arrogance?"

Zhuang Qingliu raised her eyebrows: "Is there anyone more arrogant than you?"

Hou Yan raised his head and laughed loudly: "So what's the matter? Why did you deliberately imprison the suzerain here and dare not kill him?"

Zhuang Qingliu laughed and raised his eyebrows at him, approached and said condescendingly: "Okay, don't be shameless. I left you until today just to let you see with your own eyes how your ambition collapsed and how all the sins you committed What was paid back, how did your brutal and bloodthirsty clan die one by one—don’t you always feel that you are a cow? How is it now, eh? Are you still a cow?”

Hou Yan's face suddenly darkened: "You—"

As soon as he opened his mouth, a violent blade wind hit him suddenly, smashing his legs and tendons to pieces in an instant.Hou Yan's face suddenly turned pale, and he knelt down on the ground with cold sweat on his forehead.

Zhuang Qingliu waved a broom stick casually, lowered his head and said calmly: "I didn't come to listen to your nonsense, shut your mouth."

Hou Yan gritted his teeth: "Fuck you... bang!" This time, he hit his mouth full of teeth and blood directly into his throat and stuffed it.

"—Cough, cough, cough! Cough, cough, cough..." Hou Yan violently bowed and twitched in embarrassment.

Zhuang Qingliu deftly turned him back with a sweeping stick, then tore off a piece of sleeve, and put his hand on his forehead.Before she died, Qi Hu mentioned that the Lingshan of the Mei family had suppressed a group of special resentful spirits, saying that these resentful spirits were refined by the Hou family in a special way, but she did not find such a s things.

It is impossible for Qi Hu to talk nonsense, so this matter is very strange and very important.One is how the Hou family secretly refined this kind of thing, and the other is how these wraiths suddenly disappeared out of thin air, where did they go, or who took them away?

After closing her eyes in disgust and searching for a while, Zhuang Qingliu quickly raised her eyes and narrowed her eyes - there was nothing in Hou Yan's mind.That part of his memory was also erased!

She stared at the person in front of her without blinking, and didn't move for a long time.An impetuous and low mood came up silently from the bottom of her heart, as if she had always been, no matter how exquisitely she thought or how meticulously she acted.But always inexplicably one step behind in everything... behind a mysterious and invisible person with a pair of sinister and disturbing hands.

There was a strong wind in the sky, lightning criss-crossed, and it was the summer thunderstorm season again, and the deep and dull thunder hissed continuously for dozens of miles.

Zhuang Qingliu raised his head, and there were rolling dark clouds all over his head.

Houyan glanced at her expression, suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Hahahahaha, you also have..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden explosion-like crack, and the iron chains and spirit-binding locks all over his body exploded suddenly.At the same time, the vision in front of him was instantly blurred and changed rapidly, as if he was grabbed and left the place in an instant.

Without a word of nonsense, Zhuang Qingliu carried him straight up to a solitary peak high in the sky, surrounded by harsh winds and raging clouds, and beside the stone tablet in the center of the peak was a huge dark purple lightning-inducing stone.This peak with the lightning-guiding stones was used hundreds of years ago to help the disciples of the Mei family survive the thunder disaster, but now for these people, the thunder disaster is gone, so naturally it is useless here.

After Zhuang Qingliu tied Houyan up with two or three simple strokes, he stood condescendingly beside him, a cluster of brilliant aura suddenly flashed in his hand, and raised his eyebrows to remind him: "Now in my mind, I think that I have been raped in this life. Enjoy the people you have harmed.”

After attracting a terrifying and rough blast of thunder, she skillfully dodged and jumped away, watching the effect from the side.

"How dare you?! How dare you do this—boom!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" ! "

"so what?"

When the torrential storm rushed down, and when lightning struck Houyan one after another, Zhuang Qingliu took one last look at him, turned around and left: "You will die now."

——Boom!rumbling

The forests all over the mountains and plains gradually fell into the baptism of the torrential rain, but Zhuang Qingliu stopped silently when turning around a winding peak, and gradually hid himself behind the jagged rocks, sinking to the bottom. Moving eyes looked deeply outside.

The rain was overwhelming from the very beginning, and the deafening thunder did not stop for a moment. The air was slowly filled with cold and moist water vapor, and a hazy white mist gradually filled everywhere the eyes could see.It didn't take long before a silent figure leaped up from the dark rain curtain, walked towards Houyan calmly with footsteps and posture, and waved his hands to untie the rope on his body.

This is a person wearing a hat, his whole body is dark, and his whole body is tightly wrapped in a cloak.His brisk footsteps added a trace of mystery and paradox to him out of thin air.

And at this time, a slender and narrow scimitar shadow slowly appeared from behind, silently casting it on the soles of the mysterious cloaked man's feet.

After a sudden flash from the corner of the cloaked man's eyes, he swiftly flew up and retreated ten feet lightly.Zhuang Qingliu's figure was like the wind, holding a knife and pressing forward, never falling behind.

The man in the cloak seemed to chuckle suddenly, and spun along her sharp blade like a flower piercing a tree, and opened his mouth very calmly: "You still don't know who I am? Are you going to kill me?"

His voice was very strange, between deep and light, and hoarse like a broken gong.Male and female are indistinguishable, young and old cannot distinguish.

Zhuang Qingliu's face remained calm and unmoved, he turned the handle of the knife in his hand, and slashed at his head.

"Head off, I naturally know who you are."

At this moment, there was a sudden explosion, and Zi Dian, which was originally splitting towards Hou Yan, turned in mid-air, and instantly blasted towards Zhuang Qingliu.Zhuang Qingliu was swept away by the heavy rain, and the whirlwind spray from the tail of the knife actually blasted the lightning strike in the air.

Immediately after she had no time to look back, she saw the man in the black cloak jumping up, his body like a light swallow descended from the peak, flew past the water surface of Qiandao Lake in Meijia, and disappeared in the wave-like barrier in the blink of an eye .

Zhuang Qingliu was only one step away from holding the knife to the ground. After standing expressionlessly in the torrential rain for a while, he raised his head and glanced coldly, and his figure disappeared in place.

"What's wrong with you? Is it raining outside or did you just soak in the lake?"

Zhu Heng, who was fiddling with herbs in Gumengchao's sunny sky, bent over and raised his eyes, looking up and down at Zhuang Qingliu who came back suddenly in a strange way.

She was standing in the middle of a field of colorful flowers at the moment, and there were grasses that would inexplicably itch or stink for three days if touched.After Zhuang Qingliu glanced around, he took out the invitation card from his arms and threw it to her without saying a word, then walked back into the house by himself.

After Zhu Heng watched her angry back walk away inexplicably, he lowered his head and flipped through the paper twice - what the hell is this?

Zhuang Qingliu passed through the corrugated barrier all the way, then pushed the white fur fox's paw away as usual, picked up the paper under its hand and turned it over for a while.Then he threw it aside with no expression on his face, closed his eyes and lay down in a huge flower heart.

The little fox seemed to dislike sleeping with flowers on the bed with her, so he quickly jumped onto a peach blossom tree, swung his long tail down, and gave Zhuang Qingliu a kick to stop looking at her.

After sleeping for ten days in a row, Zhuang Qingliu, who seemed to have nothing happened before, returned to his unscrupulous appearance. Early in the morning, he sprinkled himself with flower water that he didn't know where to get, and then took the candle holder to go to dinner.

As soon as the figures of the two appeared directly at the back mountain of Mei's Immortal Mansion, two gaudy birds flapped their wings and sent two bouquets of small flowers. Zhuang Qingliu and Zhu Heng each had a bouquet, and no one knew who prepared it. of.

Zhuang Qingliu took a quick look and saw that Zhu Heng couldn't help it sometimes: "No way, no way? Who sent this? Shouldn't flowers be given to people you like?"

Zhu Heng glanced at her coolly: "What do you mean?"

Zhuang Qingliu laughed loudly: "It means that someone likes you who is so indifferent and incomprehensible? That's impossible, I can't believe that someone who likes you can still use their eyes."

Zhu Heng threw a ball of fire to burn her, Zhuang Qingliu jumped away "hahahaha": "What's the matter? What's the matter? Do you like Xiaohua too?"

Zhu Heng was indeed holding the flowers and looking down at them, but after hearing Zhuang Qingliu's words, he pretended not to be interested and threw them away, then turned around and left: "What do you like, it's ugly."

Mei Xiaohan, who was arranged to receive distinguished guests, just walked out not far away: "..."

Zhuang Qingliu didn't pay attention, she flew up with a smile, and continued to wink at Zhuheng: "Lan Lan, you should restrain your temper, after all, how good-looking a person is What beautiful flowers you will get, my bouquet is beautiful, and it is normal for you to get ugly ones, this is the truth..."

"Get out, bo dirty hahahaha..."

In the afternoon, a small banquet that was a bit shabby was full of warmth. A small number of people actually drank dozens of jars of wine. As usual, Zhu Heng sat at the table with a cold face, and just ate food by himself with his eyes down. , It seems that I don't even bother to lift it.So a few people who wanted to toast didn't dare to go up, and ran to Zhuang Qingliu's table in a retreat.

Zhuang Qingliu actually didn't like to be contaminated with these wines, but he drank a lot of them on such days.Although saving these people had nothing to do with her, it was only because of Qi Hu's entrustment, but when she thought that these people had secretly taken care of the three of them, Mei Hualan, mother and son, she felt a little good in her heart.

In addition, Zhu Heng is a stickler who only knows how to eat vegetables, she can't stick sticks anymore, otherwise the atmosphere will be cold and embarrassing.The most important thing is that Zhuang Qingliu's drinking seems to be a bottomless pit, the kind that won't show drunk.

As soon as the banquet was over, Zhu Heng was about to leave to go back to Mengchao, but the young master Zhuang, who didn't know if he was drunk or not, stretched out his two big sleeves again, as if he had no intention of going back, and was still planning to go back. It flew up.

Zhu Heng grabbed her tightly: "Where are you flying? What are you flying for? If you drink like this and won't go back, where are you going to live?"

Zhuang Qingliu looked back at her strangely, swished her hands vigorously, pulled back her sleeves, and said with a smile: "I'm not going to grab your peach blossoms, why are you pulling? Naturally, there is my place, so what are you worrying about?"

In fact, Zhu Heng had never seen her drinking so much wine before, and she was not sure what kind of bird this flower essence would look like after being drunk.But usually he doesn't have a human figure, so it's definitely not much better now.

So after Liang Liang glanced at her, Zhu Heng said coldly: "No. Do you know what she thinks about you? You just run to her when you're drunk all day long."

Zhuang Qingliu scratched her face and looked at her inexplicably: "What are you talking about? What's the mess? What's on your mind?"

Zhu Heng glanced at her eyes up and down, pulled her to the side, and motioned: "Look for yourself, she picks up any small wild flower that falls from your body, and puts it in her sleeve. What do you say?" What does she think about you?"

Not far away, Mei Hualan, who had just straightened up from leaning over, put down her sleeves, and when she noticed that Zhuang Qingliu was looking over, her eyes seemed to flicker slightly.

Zhuang Qingliu blinked her eyes, turned left and right, swished, and stretched her sleeves to the sky.

"..." Zhuheng ran out of patience, and finally didn't bother to care about her and flew away.in the opposite direction.

If there is no rain in the summer night, the sky will be full of stars, and the bright stars will shine with gorgeous and soft waves. Slowly and slowly look far away, like huge and charming vortexes.

After nightfall, Zhuang Qingliu lay silently on a roof, with the night wind gently blowing by her ears.She put her eyes lightly on the sky, but in her mind she was thinking about Zhu Heng's words when she left, about Mei Hualan picking up the little flowers that fell from her body from the ground, and thinking, she said before that she had someone she liked.

In fact, a few months ago in Gumengchao, Zhuheng once forced Mei Hualan to question her, and she also saw that scene

At that time, beside her lotus waterside pavilion, Zhuheng held the sharp bowstring and pressed Mei Hualan's neck tightly, pushing her against the huge lapis lazuli, squinting her eyes slightly: "You know I'm here What do you mean, do you like her?"

Mei Hualan glanced at the bowstring that seemed to be able to cut her throat in the next second, her expression remained unchanged: "Why, I don't have any unreasonable thoughts about her."

The tensed bowstring in Zhu Heng's hand didn't move at all: "Then why did you deliberately find an excuse to follow her one day?"

Mei Hualan's eyes were piercing: "Because she is the young master of Gu Mengchao."

Because——she is the young master of Gu Mengchao.Just followed her.

This is a lie.

Zhu Heng went back and forth, turned his head and hit her forehead with an arrow to confirm in a cold voice: "Finally answer directly, do you like her?"

Mei Hualan: "No."

This is also a lie.

At that time, Zhuang Qingliu, who was just about to show up, couldn't stand it anymore. His eyes fell on Mei Hualan's face for a long time, and suddenly there was a slight flicker. There was an accident, but it was also complicated.

Zhu Heng frowned, didn't say anything, put away the arrow, turned around and left.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Qingliu turned over lightly, skillfully lifted off the tiles beside him, and looked silently at the bed in the room below.

The facial features of Meihualan are neat and distinct, and the outline is clear.Not only did she lose the soft baby fat she had when she was a child, but her whole body is not as short and lumpy as when she was a child.

She had long since looked like a grown-up, talked like a grown-up, acted like a grown-up, and treated her like a grown-up.

Zhuang Qingliu didn't pay attention to it before, or he didn't pay much attention to getting along with each other every day, so he ignored those changes.

But it is indeed different, this person has grown up.I have a sincere, hot, and soft heart for her.

During the time when she seemed to have not noticed it, Zhuang Qingliu had already started to lie flat on the roof of Meihualan in a daze. Sometimes she would lie down all night, and sometimes she would lift the tiles to see her sleeping peacefully. the way you look.She is such a flower essence, she seems to know it in her heart, but she doesn't seem to know what liking is.And once the question of "whether you like it" is asked in my heart, it will never disappear again, and all kinds of things follow me everywhere.

The person named Panpan below seemed to plant a cluster of brilliant fireworks in her heart silently, and then came to ignite it from time to time.

After Zhuang Qingliu blew the wind on the roof for a while, he raised his hand and released Du E, stretched out his hand to flick it, and chatted with it.After Du E twirled around her fingers in a fancy way, he turned around to make a heart-shape.

Zhuang Qingliu laughed and asked it: "You like her too, right?"

Du'e's pale golden body flexibly shuttled back and forth in mid-air, and soon a row of words was dented.

"Huh?" Zhuang Qingliu smiled even more crookedly after reading quietly, "She sneaked into your little head before, and taught you how to compete with Chaser for favor?"

Du'e flew back and forth cheerfully, and made another line of writing.

"If you don't have beauty like her, you have to use cuteness and clinginess to win?"

"Hahahahahahaha." Zhuang Qingliu smiled for a long time, then stretched out her hand briskly to flick Du'e, "Then she rarely teaches others her own secrets, and she is always embarrassed since she was a child, so don't let her know that you have put her All the things I did secretly were leaked."

Du'er nodded with his head bent, then swished around Zhuang Qingliu's wrist, gestured to her, and then made a super big heart shape, encircling Zhuang Qingliu on the roof and the plum blossom railing in the house below. inside.

Zhuang Qingliu knew what it meant. After watching it quietly for a while, she reached out to touch its cute appearance, and said softly, "But I always feel...something not so good recently."

But Du E didn't care about this at all. After seeing Zhuang Qingliu lying still, he suddenly swished himself into a super big hammer, and then slammed it down from mid-air—boom!

After it punched a hole in the roof in one fell swoop, Zhuang Qingliu fell straight down onto... er, Mei Hualan's bed.Then he flew over happily and pulled the quilt on them.

Zhuang Qingliu: "..."

"..."