Chapter 172 Dual Swords in the Cambrian Forest (41)

Qi Jiayan's eyes were dark. He came closer and said, "Is Mr. Weng so leisurely and relaxed?"

Weng Quan was a little embarrassed: "It's rare to encounter such a beautiful sea of ​​flowers on the road together. It would be good to make a garland for the girl you like to make her happy."

A dark light flashed across Qi Jiayan's eyes, and his tone was a little deeper: "Young Master Weng, do you know what's weird about Miss Bai? Aren't you afraid?"

Weng Quan asked, "Why should I be afraid? After we have been together for so long, I know what kind of person Bai Nuxia is. She will not harm me."

After finally waiting for Bai Tang's words today, he could express his feelings.

Qi Jiayan's eyes became darker and darker: "I mean there seem to be two people living in Miss Bai's body."

Weng Quan continued to weave the garland: "Yes, the girl I like is the one who can turn around and jump into the cliff with a smile, the one who is seriously injured but still wants to force poison for me. Not the pretty girl from Yufeng Hall, I I've always known that they are not the same person, so what does it matter? I know who I like very well. Mr. Qi doesn't like her too, right?"

Qi Jiayan smiled inexplicably and said coldly: "Miss Bai is not the person I like."

It was too late for her to kill her. How could you fall in love with her?

Bai Tang killed him twice and disabled his martial arts. He was not a masochist.

"Then, Mr. Qi, please remember what you said today." With one less love rival, Weng Quan was in a good mood.

Weng Quan finished weaving the garland and took a few deep breaths to relieve his nervousness. Qi Jiayan looked at Weng Quan's worried and happy expression, and suddenly wanted to destroy this man.

You see, everyone is standing in the light, and he deserves to live in the mud.

Qi Jiayan was very clear that he didn't like Bai Tang, but he still followed him and hid quietly in the dark.

Bai Tang has already lit up the fire. At dusk and sunset, there is a brilliant sea of ​​flowers on one side and a dense forest on the other. The firelight is swaying. The woman in green is sitting on the stone with gentle eyebrows. This scene is extremely beautiful.

Weng Quan's heart was beating very fast, a blush appeared on his face, and he took out the garland: "Bai Nuxia, I made a garland, take a look, do you like it?"

"It's very beautiful." Bai Tang praised.

"Let me put it on for you." Weng Quan's hands were shaking.

Bai Tang looked at him strangely and took the wreath: "I'll do it myself, Mr. Weng."

"Okay, okay." The young and energetic boy was a little disappointed and began to think about what he was hiding in his heart.

As someone who has experienced it, Yaoyao immediately understood that no matter what time, the essence of a person who eats melons is still there. Now that she is eating Miss Bai's melons, she feels that the pain of falling out of love just now is not as painful.

Bai Tang put on the garland, and the free and unrestrained female knight looked a bit more delicate. Bai Tang didn't think much about it because they usually had a good sense of proportion, and a wreath couldn't explain much.

Seeing Weng Quan hesitate to speak, Bai Tang pointedly said: "Young Master Weng, what do you want to say?"

Looking at the woman in front of him, Weng Quan's heart beat faster and he said: "Guan Guan Jiu Jiu, in Hezhizhou. My fair lady, a gentleman is very brave. Miss Bai, I am happy with you."

Bai Tang blinked, did she hear it correctly?

Immediately taking off the wreath on his head, Bai Tang stood up and said: "Young Master Weng, I am not a lady, and I have no love between men and women for you. Mr. Weng, please calm down."

Bai Tang didn't hesitate at all to refuse this.

"Ah..." His nervous and joyful heart suddenly sank to the bottom. Weng Quan had thought that he would be rejected, but he did not expect to be rejected so neatly. My heart felt like it was being squeezed by a hand, suffocating and aching. The expression on my face was frozen, and my eyes became lonely.

He never cared whether she was a lady or not.