"Xiang Yue, not everyone in this world is the same!"

"You are you, I am me, Lian Bi is Lian Bi, and the powerful masters in the mansion are powerful masters!"

"But……"

Su Wan raised her hand and stopped Xiang Yue's words: "Let me ask you another question!"

Xiang Yu frowned: "What do you want to ask?"

"If Lian Bi wasn't as good-looking as he is now, would you still like him?"

Xiang Yue became angry instantly: "What do you mean? You think I have been chasing brother Lian Bi to marry him because he is good-looking?"

"I tell you Su Wan, I'm not as superficial as you!" Xiang Yue said scornfully: "No matter what Brother Lian Bi looks like, as long as he is him, I like him!"

"Really?" Su Wan smiled when she heard this: "Then, you are very good!"

Xiang Yu wanted to say something else, but when he looked again, Su Wan was already gone.

When she returned to the camp, Su Wan was not surprised to see Lian Bi standing inside with his back to her.

"Why did you tell Xiang Yu that?"

The voice was a little cold and a little distant.

Su Wan listened, pursed her lips, sat down at the table, and motioned for Lian Bi to sit down as well.

After making tea for the two of them, Su Wan looked at Lian Bi and said in a low voice: "Xiang Yuan is simple, straightforward and bold. To be honest, in this era, it is really rare!"

"What do you want to say?" Lian Bi raised his eyes, his eyes cold, as if they had first met when they were children, with a bit of sharpness and defensiveness.

"What I want to say is that Xiang Yue is actually a very nice little girl!"

Regardless of whether she understands what Lian Bi likes, at least her love for Lian Bi over the years has not been fake.

It is not based on the relationship between the powerful and the interests, but the girl's simple love and admiration. It is more comfortable than the false love with too much calculation and interests.

"What does this have to do with you?" Lian Bi's words were still cold.

Su Wan took a sip of tea, looked at Lian Bi, and said in a slow and gentle voice: "She really has nothing to do with me, but Lian Bi, you don't want her to go on like this, right?"

Lian Bi raised his eyes and looked at Su Wan without saying a word.

Su Wan continued: "You heard the conversation I had with her just now. You and I both know what Xiang Yue's temper is like!"

Lian Bi said coldly: "I only like you!"

The implication is, what is Xiang Yu’s character like, and what does it have to do with him?

No matter how simple and straightforward Xiang Yue is, what does it have to do with him?

What Su Wan wanted to say to Lian Bi was immediately silenced by Lian Bi's words.

Seeing Lian Bi staring straight at her, Su Wan felt a little uncomfortable. She simply lowered her head and continued to drink tea. She drank a cup of tea to the bottom and even had tea leaves in her mouth. Lian Bi didn't look away.

Su Wan frowned slightly, wondering if this person was made of stone?

She had said it many times, and he knew what she was thinking, but at this time, she suddenly said this.

In the end, Amelia Su had to raise her head.

As soon as she raised her head, she heard Lian Bi's voice ringing next to her with a hint of mockery: "I thought you would just eat the teacup and not even raise your head to look at me!"

She had never seen Lian Bi be so insistent in front of her, and Su Wan was a little embarrassed.

Seeing Su Wan's embarrassment, Lian Bi's cold and hard face, when Su Wan was slightly distracted, the corners of his lips raised a very shallow arc.

"If I find myself in a situation like today again, Su Wan, I will confess my love to you again!"

Having said that, regardless of Su Wan's sluggish appearance as she dropped the teacup in her hand and didn't react, Lian Bi turned around and walked out with a long stride.

The curvature of the corners of the mouth gradually deepened.

When he arrived at the door, Lian Bi looked at Feng Yinjiu, who had heard a lot, and said, "Everyone depends on their ability!"

Feng Yinjiu raised her eyebrows slightly and narrowed her charming peach blossom eyes slightly: "You have progress and courage!"

Lian Bi snorted coldly and walked quickly towards his tent.

Feng Yinjiu stood at the door for a while, making sure that the people inside had come to their senses and were packing the cups, and then walked in.

"Awan."

Su Wan, who was clearing away the cups on the floor, did not raise her head: "It's so late, why are you here?"

Feng Yinjiu sat down next to the table naturally, raised his hand casually, took a cup and made himself a cup of tea: "I can't sleep at the moment, so I came here to sit."

"It's even more difficult to fall asleep while sitting. It's better to lie down on the bed and count sheep. Just count them and fall asleep!"

Feng Yinjiu heard this and asked with great interest: "How to count?"

Su Wan was startled, and what Luo Chen had said to her in the past flashed through her mind, and she couldn't help but say: "Count like this, one sheep is bleating, two sheep are bleating, three sheep are bleating..."

Noticing that she was distracted, Su Wan quickly recovered and continued to clean up.

Fortunately, there was a soft cushion on the floor and the cup was not broken. Su Wan put away the cup and tea leaves and made herself another cup of tea.

When I looked up, I saw Feng Yinjiu's figure somewhere beside the table.

“It comes so quickly and goes so quickly!”

Su Wan whispered to herself, blew the tea, put down the teacup in her hand, and quickly stood up.

I walked around the screen and took a look, and sure enough!

"Feng Yinjiu, what do you mean?"

Feng Yinjiu, who was being questioned, was sleeping on Su Wan's bed. Her eyes were slightly closed, and her slender eyelashes cast a faint light and shadow on her eyelids, like two small black cattail fans.

The voice was lazy and a bit tired: "According to the method you just mentioned, I will lie down here and start counting sheep."

"One sheep bleated, two sheep bleated, three sheep bleated..."

A low, magnetic voice came out from those thin, red lips.

Su Wan, who was standing by the bed and listening, always felt that it was harsh to listen to it.

In other words, it scratches people's hearts.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with counting sheep while sleeping, but now when she heard Feng Yinjiu counting like "One sheep bleating, two sheep bleating, three sheep bleating...", she felt indescribable.

Strange.

"Feng Yinjiu!"

Feng Yinjiu, who was counting Mianyang, paused slightly and said in a vague voice, as if he was extremely sleepy: "Awan, is there something wrong?"

Of course there is something wrong, Su Wan frowned: "Can you not count like that?",

She finally knew what was wrong. Feng Yinjiu was naturally good-looking, but now she was wearing a human skin mask, but her appearance was ordinary.

But the temperament and laziness he had always had, he didn't deliberately hide it now, so it was fully displayed.

The voice was lazy, tired, and like thick melted sugar, lingering and lazy, which was particularly heartbreaking.

"I just asked you how to count, and you said you counted like this." His voice was still lazy, and his expression was also lazy.

Su Wan gritted her teeth: "Only children and girls can count like that!"

Feng Yinjiu paused for a moment before asking, "How should a man count sheep?"

Su Wan said angrily: "A sheep is a sheep, no matter what the sheep is!"

"Oh, really?" Feng Yinjiu's bushy eyebrows frowned slightly, and Feng Yinjiu seemed slightly troubled. After a while, he slowly said: "It's so unpleasant!"

"Then you don't have to count!" Su Wan became even more annoyed. It didn't sound nice, but she didn't insist on counting.

Feng Yinjiu, who was lying on the bed, adjusted her sleeping position slightly, found the most comfortable position, and then spoke again: "In this case, I'd better count on Awan!"

"One little A-wan, two little A-wan, three little A-wan..."
Chapter completed!