When Jiang Sui woke up and was still holding the hairpin in her hand, she couldn't remember what happened just now, and when she saw the hairpin, she held it in front of her eyes in confusion.

Turning her head, she saw that Wuqing's hair was messed up again. She didn't know why she thought - I won't tear Wuqing's hairpin off, right?

But does Wuqing usually wear hairpins?

Ruthlessly raised his eyes lazily, and said with a smile, "Do you like it?"

Before Jiang Sui could react, he asked in confusion, "What do you like?"

"Is this hairpin good-looking?" His ruthless eyes fell on the hairpin in Jiang Sui's hand.

Jiang Sui's froze mind slowly came to his senses. She was pleasantly surprised, her eyes were wide open, her mouth was slightly opened, and she asked excitedly, "Did you give this to me? It looks good!"

With a ruthless smile, he breathed a sigh of relief, and raised his hand to rub Jiang Sui's hair: "It's good that Ah Sui likes it, aren't you angry now?"

Jiang Sui was still immersed in joy at first, but when Wu Qing asked this question, she immediately became hesitant.

She carefully clutched Wuqing's sleeves, pursed her mouth and said hesitantly: "I'm not angry, I'm just... worried that you will be angry."

After all, if Wu Qing said this to her, she would lose her temper for several days.

It is understandable for her to be ruthless and angry.

Jiang Sui closed his eyes resolutely, as if death was at home, he stretched out his hand and stumbled: "Forget it, you, you hit me."

"No! No, you should just pretend that you didn't hear it that day." After thinking about it, she immediately changed her words, confidently.

Wuqing couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help raising her hand to pinch Jiang Sui's face. She still had her eyes closed, and her ruthless eyes instantly darkened. She leaned over and gently rubbed the side of Jiang Sui's face with the tip of her nose. Follow."

Jiang Sui was stunned, she was soft and not hard, now her temper was completely gone, and she obediently let her be hugged ruthlessly.

If Jiang Sui's side is making pink bubbles, Chu Liuxiang's side is so cold that ice balls can fall off.

He suddenly remembered what Jiang Sui said before he set off just now, she should have known it at that time, but he stubbornly didn't believe it, so he asked the director of Shaolin Temple to send this letter.

I have to say that he really has too much imagination, not to mention that Jiang Sui himself doesn't care whether he believes it or not, things will happen sooner or later, and Wuhua will be exposed sooner or later.

Simply speaking, this letter was also the abbot of Shaolin Temple who was ruthlessly looking for it, and it was when Jiang Sui first told him that Wuhua was the son of Shi Guanyin.

Jiang Sui didn't know about the letter yet, when they arrived at the inn, he saw Chu Liuxiang's expression was almost cold, and the letter in his hands was tightly squeezed.

Jiang Sui leaned in front of Wuqing, she felt that Chu Liuxiang might have been hit hard, so she should not speak too loudly.

When she spoke, her lips were almost close to her ruthless ears: "Sheng Yayu, what has Chu Liuxiang been stimulated by? So... so lost."

Jiang Sui hesitated for a while before coming up with a suitable word.

"Maybe I was deceived." The ruthless voice was cold.

He had read the letter first, and he and Wuhua had met at most a few times, so he didn't feel anything, but Chu Liuxiang was different.

A person he called a friend, a person who showed no desires and desires outside, turned out to be like this.

Jiang Sui shook his head sympathetically, and sighed, "It's so miserable."

[Chu Liuxiang received a letter from the host of Shaolin Temple, and the content of the letter shocked him. Wuhua turned out to be the son of Shi Guanyin and Tianfeng Shishilang, and the elder brother of Nangong Ling. He inexplicably remembered the day you were kidnapped and met Wuhua At that time, he only felt that that person was a bit like Nangong Ling, but now that his guess was confirmed, he couldn't accept it for a while. 】

[Congratulations to the player Jianghu Melon-eating Disciple for upgrading and getting a reward: Yin-Yang Creation Pill, new skill 2]

[Please name the new skill. 】

Jiang Sui clicked to cancel the name, and the first and second calls are fine, as long as no one asks her the name of this martial arts like Dongfang Bubai did last time.

Chu Liuxiang sat down by the window holding a cup of tea in despair, and there was a lot of people outside.

Jiang Sui approached Wuqing jokingly, and said softly: "I suddenly thought of a word, I just feel that they are noisy."

Wuqing rubbed Jiang Sui's hair in a funny way, Jiang Sui was afraid of breaking the hairpin, holding the hairpin with both hands, now he could only stare at Wuqing angrily.

Jiang Sui tried his best to keep his voice down to prevent secondary harm to Chu Liuxiang, but martial arts practitioners naturally have good hearing, so how could Chu Liuxiang not understand Jiang Sui's words clearly.

He looked up at the sun at 45 degrees, looking melancholy and handsome, with a bitter smile on his lips.

"Human." Jiang Sui couldn't help but comfort him, and Lu Xiaofeng and others agreed.

Immediately, one sentence after another "people" pierced into Chu Liuxiang's ears.

"I just feel that you guys are making noise." Chu Liuxiang learned and used it flexibly, drawing inferences from the live performance.

Jiang Sui shook his head, clicked his tongue, and comforted him in an unclear way: "Life."

Lu Xiaofeng and the others didn't use their brains, and concentrated on eating the dishes in front of them, repeating in unison again, the ups and downs of "Life" made the shop waiter who happened to pass by couldn't help wondering what the customers had experienced.

Chu Liuxiang always felt that Jiang Sui was secretly poking fun at him, but he had no proof, and his demeanor became even more melancholy.

There was a faint smile on Wuqing's mouth, and a stream of light flashed in his eyes. He patted Jiang Sui's hand: "Let him be alone for a while."

As soon as the words fell, she naturally held Jiang Sui's hand, and Jiang Sui was obediently ruthlessly pulled by the hand and walked out. Holding the hairpin in one hand, she always felt that the hairpin weighed a thousand catties, and holding it was like holding a hot potato.

She stuffed the hairpin into Wuqing's arms again, and said plausibly, "Help me hold this first, if it breaks, I'll find you!"

Smiling ruthlessly, he took the hairpin, and deliberately choked Jiang Sui: "I know it's Ah Sui who doesn't like this hairpin, but it's hard to say, so I gave it to me in this way, so Ah Sui doesn't have to have any psychological burden."

Jiang Sui was at a loss, drooping his eyes in a daze, and subconsciously grabbed the hairpin: "Then I'll take it."

After holding back for a long time, she said coyly: "I like this hairpin, I like everything you bought."

After speaking, Jiang Sui leaned down while Wuqing was not paying attention, and quickly kissed Wuqing's side face, the sweet fragrance instantly surrounded Wuqing, he was taken aback, grabbed Jiang Sui's wrist, and pulled her towards him.

He lowered his eyes mercilessly, and Ruyu's eyelashes cast shadows under his eyes, making Jiang Sui unable to see the look in his eyes clearly.

"A Sui."

Jiang nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, not knowing why: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"I want to kiss you."

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Me in the past: Is there really someone who can’t write [-] in a week![-] a day, [-] a week

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