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242 Flying Clouds Playing Bad(2/2)

There was Fanyun, who was even more cruel than Mu Di. Mu Di only burned her hair, but Fanyun poisoned her, causing her hair to fall down in great numbers. When she woke up in the morning, her bed was covered with strands.

Her hair was everywhere, and she was so frightened that she cried. At this time, the Emperor of Heaven would come over and ask someone to cure her.

The most important thing is that Long Xiaoyao not only listens to what she says, but also shares the same hatred with her, stands on the same page, and calls Mu Di and Fanyun bastards together.

So, basically, Luoxi and Long Xiaoyao are like-minded friends. After doing this several times, Luoxi wants to play with Long Xiaoyao more and more.

At this time, Long Xiaoyao called her, and she happened to be bullied by Fan Yun, so she ran out immediately.

Penglai is a fairy mountain on the sea. There is a pavilion by the sea, where Long Xiaoyao waits for her every time.

When Luoxi arrived, Long Xiaoyao was painting. When he saw her, he was surprised, "Hey, you came so quickly today?"

"Aren't you happy that I came quickly?" Luo Xi snorted and sat directly next to Long Xiaoyao, then moved forward to see what Long Xiaoyao was drawing.

"I'm glad. It's just that your master is extremely difficult and makes you procrastinate every time. I'm used to waiting for you." Long Xiaoyao stopped writing and looked at her with a smile. "Sit across from me. I'll wait for you."

You draw more beautifully."

"Are you drawing me?" Luo Xi was surprised.

"Can't you see?"

Luo Xi obediently sat down opposite Long Xiaoyao, and thought of Fan Yun's sweet smile again, and couldn't help feeling resentful in her heart. Humph, are you the only one who can smile so sweetly that it hurts?

Luo Xi thought about it, followed his memory, and showed his signature sweet smile.

Long Xiaoyao stared at her, but his pen never came down again.

Luo Xi thought he was painting at first. After sitting for a long time, she found that he had been looking at her and not painting at all. She couldn't help but wrinkled her nose and called him, "Long Xiaoyao."

Long Xiaoyao's eyes moved and he smiled slightly, "What's wrong?"

"Why can't you just not see the painting?" When Long Xiaoyao heard this, he put down the pen extremely calmly and said slowly, "Haven't you heard that you can only paint with ease if you have a clear view?"

I want to imprint your image in my heart."

Luoxi nodded suspiciously, "Have you finished printing it?"

"Well, we're still a little short of that." Long Xiaoyao pondered, then slowly stood up from behind the desk, and walked straight towards Luoxi, "It seems that I can't draw today, so I'll try to draw another day. What do you want me to do with you today? Practice.

Magic method or vest method?"

Luo Xi tilted her head and thought for a while. She felt aggrieved about Fan Yun and was not in the mood to practice, so she said, "I'll make tea for you today."

"Making tea?" Long Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows.

Luo Xi thought he was hesitating and immediately said, "I make delicious tea, would you like to try it?"

Long Xiaoyao raised his lips and said, "Okay." He immediately had the tea set brought to him.

Long Xiaoyao was not the crown prince of the Dragon clan for nothing. Every time he came to see her, even though it was Penglai, he was very pompous and always had many subordinates waiting. If Luo Xi asked for anything, he would instruct them to do it.

While Luoxi was making tea, she thought about the taste of Fanyun's tea. Regardless of Fanyun's character, her tea was excellent. Luoxi thought about the taste and wanted to improve.
Chapter completed!
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