Chapter 90 Shadow Assassin (45)

On the other side, in Lijing.

After Fei Tong fell asleep for a day and a night, she finally woke up faintly.

Because of the drunkenness, the temples were swollen, making her feel stuffy and uncomfortable.

Shaking her head, she sat up on her arms.

Her mind was chaotic, she was acting like a baby with Long Xi for a while, she confessed to Mo Ye for a while, and in the end, they all turned into Qian Yuan.

He approached her with a wicked smile, bit her lips fiercely, and said in a weird voice like a devil whispering, "I am Qian Yuan."

Scarlet Tong shuddered suddenly, and instantly woke up.

She... She was actually drunk? !

A dignified god, to be fascinated by the peach blossom wine from Three Thousand Small Worlds? !
Also, you took out Long Xi, Mo Ye, and Qian Yuan and compared them all? !

Recalling the face that was exactly the same as in her memory, Feitong once again lamented what kind of system this was.

After being drunk, not only will the fragments not be broken, but the memory will be clearer than usual.

No need to think about it, the strange feeling of Qian Yuan approaching her and biting her lips...

"Really!" Fei Tong thumped the pillow angrily, a little blush appeared on her cheeks, "What's the matter! Just like this, how can you treat him as an ordinary friend!"

What's even more terrible is what he said at the end.

If you want Cold Jade Snow Lotus, you have to marry him? !
No matter what you marry, she is here to complete the mission!
Even if Qian Yuan is Mo Ye's clone in the Three Thousand Worlds, she doesn't want to fall into the same pit twice.

"Miss Fei Tong, are you awake?" The people outside seemed to have heard the commotion inside, knocked on the door three times, and asked respectfully.

Fei Tong suppressed her angry expression, straightened her clothes, and asked noblely and coldly, "What's the matter?"

"It's almost noon, do you need something to eat?"

Feitong rubbed her empty stomach, and it purred cooperatively.

Scarlet Tong: "...Come in."

She put on her shoes and sat down at the table.

There were footsteps behind her, but she didn't pay much attention to them. She just thought they were the waiter delivering food.

"What's the dish for lunch?" She turned her head inadvertently, facing Shang Qianyuan's deep eyes.

He just stared at her like that, like a poisonous snake looking for its prey, it was bound to catch, it was creepy.

"Why is it you?" Feitong made no secret of her dislike of him.

Especially after confirming that he was Mo Ye, she couldn't even maintain that superficial calm.

Qian Yuan's face remained unchanged, and when he raised his hand, someone had already quickly placed plates of delicacies on the table.

"How have you considered it?" His voice was light.

"You can give up, I won't marry you." Feitong picked up the chopsticks without giving him a look.

"Just because I look exactly like the person who hurt you."

Crimson Tong froze.

Qian Yuan's eyes darkened and he continued: "You are afraid of him and afraid of being hurt by him again."

"None of your business!" Feitong held the chopsticks tightly, almost breaking them.

"Because I have endured anger that I should not have to bear." Qian Yuan said, taking the wooden chopsticks away from the tight hands.

Her reaction also confirmed that his guess was correct.

"You are biased against me. Although you don't understand what it is, you have been comparing me with another person since you calculated my marriage. You think I am him."

"You took all the anger you couldn't vent on him and put it on me."

"You tell yourself to stay away from me, but you rely on me and trust me uncontrollably. Hong Tong, why can't you be more honest with yourself? Trust me more. I'm not that person, I'm just Qianyuan."

(End of this chapter)

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