willing to accept

Feng Qingcheng concentrated on it, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was out of order. They who didn't know each other really started to fight... Wouldn't it be red-eyed?With the current skills, Feng Qingcheng is not worried that she will hurt Long Qingque at all, but after becoming a fairy... Feng Qingcheng dare not say that she doesn't know what she will look like when she is fully transformed.Feng Qingcheng couldn't help frowning when she thought about it, she didn't want to hurt Long Qingque from the bottom of her heart, Feng Qingcheng inadvertently raised her eyes, Long Qingque was looking at her, and said: "Let it be."

Going with the flow is probably the most helpless choice, because I don't know what to do, so I obey the so-called God's will.Feng Qingcheng could only grin at the corners of his mouth, and suddenly remembered something and said: "Why is there no movement in the main room, it was very noisy before."

"Let's go, let's go down and have a look together." Long Qingque went out first, and Feng Qingcheng followed. There was no one in the main room, so everyone must have gone out.Feng Qingcheng pushed open the door, it was getting late, and the bottom of her heart became more and more irritable, some or nothing came out all at once.

"It's time for Liuli to come back too?" Long Qingque asked suddenly, Feng Qingcheng just remembered this, where did that damned little beast Liuli take the painting?It won't be finished until it comes back, Feng Qingcheng thought bitterly, "It's probably because I'm afraid I'll punish it, so I don't dare to come back, hmph!"

"Heh, how did it provoke you?" Long Qingque simply stood in front of the door, looking into the distance along the street, and Feng Qingcheng was standing next to her, "I never listen to me at critical moments, and now I don't know what to do." Where did you escape to while painting?"

"Long Er, do you know? There is still a mystery in that painting. Let's take a good look at it when we get it back." Feng Qingcheng thought that there might be other secrets in that painting, but she hasn't discovered it yet. But Long Qingque said softly, "I'm not interested in that painting."

"..." Feng Qingcheng was so choked that he couldn't speak. Long Qingque was really not cute at all when his face was cold. Whatever you are interested in, whether I am interested or not, I will study with you." Feng Qingcheng said, but he wanted to use this as a comparison to set off Long Qingque's incomprehensible style, and Feng Qingcheng didn't have to be with Long Qing Que's research was just thinking about what the two of them would do together.

"What do I care about, don't you know?" Long Qingque asked in a low voice. Feng Qingcheng felt offended when he heard the words. Based on her understanding of Long Qingque, she asked, "You don't know Do you want to study me?"

"Ask knowingly." Long Qingque replied coldly, his face was not so good-looking, Feng Qingcheng looked at it but wanted to laugh, the arrogant Long Qingque was still very cute.Feng Qingcheng took a step closer and grabbed Long Qingque's hand, only to realize that the temperature of this hand was wrong!Feng Qingcheng paused for a moment, and Long Qingque felt it, and threw her away with a flick of his sleeve, put his hands behind his back, and said softly: "When people come and go, don't chatter, be more reserved."

"..." Feng Qingcheng stared at Long Qingque for a long time, but Long Qingque didn't look at her, so Feng Qingcheng had to go around to Long Qingque's front, raised her head slightly, and asked worriedly: "Why are your hands so hot?" ?" Feng Qingcheng said and wanted to touch Long Qingque's hand again, but Long Qingque dodged away.Feng Qingcheng knew Long Qingque's body temperature very well. No one knew the temperature of each part of the body better than Feng Qingcheng.Long Qingque's hands were always cool, no matter the season, time or place, Feng Qingcheng always felt that it was a sign that it was so hot at the moment.

"You always like to hide from me." Feng Qingcheng stood at the door, looking at Long Qingque who was far away from him, feeling distressed and depressed.Long Qingque frowned slightly, and said with some displeasure: "Didn't you guess it all, the catastrophe is approaching, and I will naturally feel unwell."

"Ah? Are you feeling unwell? Why are you feeling unwell?" Feng Qingcheng was so anxious that she took the initiative to walk over, unwilling to lose her temper. Feng Qingcheng showed no discomfort, and she took it for granted that Long Qingque was also safe and sound.Long Qingque took another step back, with a clear intention of refusal, "Don't lean in, it's been a while, but the pain is getting worse today." Long Qingque's words were obviously suppressed.

"Is it a burning pain like mine?" Feng Qingcheng didn't come closer, but the anxiety and pity in his eyes couldn't be concealed, Long Qingque shook his head, "In addition to the burning pain, my heart hurts badly, so I'm a little upset right now, so I'm going back to my bedroom first." Long Qingque turned around and walked into the main room while Feng Qingcheng almost subconsciously raised her legs to follow.Unexpectedly, before this step landed, Long Qingque turned his head suddenly, his eyes were stern, and he looked at Feng Qingcheng with the corners of his lips pursed.It was the first time Feng Qingcheng saw Long Qingque face her with such a stern and indifferent expression. She was frightened at that time, so she stopped in her tracks, spoke softly, and said aggrievedly, "I just don't trust you."

The coldness in Long Qingque's black eyes melted a bit, and his eyes became more gentle. He sighed, and said hesitantly: "Feng'er, don't blame me, I'll be alone for a while, you go out, don't go too far , remember to come back for dinner later." Long Qingque went straight to the second floor without waiting for Feng Qingcheng's response.Feng Qingcheng stayed where he was, staring straight at it, until the door panel on the second floor made a "clang" sound, and Feng Qingcheng came back to his senses, maybe the catastrophe was approaching, and Long Qingque would be so different.

How could Feng Qingcheng have the mind to go out and wander around, she wished she could focus on Long Qingque, but unfortunately, Long Qingque didn't want it.Feng Qingcheng then went into the dining room to see what he was doing at night. There was a corner of the dining room with game that had been hunted back. I don't know who put it in when. Feng Qingcheng went over and picked it up a few times. It was fresh.Feng Qingcheng wanted to take it out and find someone to deal with it, but she was really worried about Long Qingque in her heart, so she finally decided to deal with it herself.

Easier said than done, even if Feng Qingcheng cooks at home, it's not her turn to handle it, and now it's time to do something, Feng Qingcheng doesn't know how to do it.Afraid of soiling his clothes, Feng Qingcheng took them off ahead of time, gestured for a long time and stabbed them down, blood splashed on his body and face... Feng Qingcheng held his breath, squeak...a chopping, a short time , the dining room became a murder scene, blood was everywhere, Feng Qingcheng stood up with a last grin, like a murderer.

Feng Qingcheng almost chopped it with her eyes closed just now, now she stood up and looked at the murder scene underground, it was a mess, she suddenly wanted to cry... In the future, she should be a vegetarian, Feng Qingcheng thought, no animal is willing to become For Chinese food, kill as little as possible.Feng Qingcheng roughly washed the blood on his face and hands, and then began to cook. He was busy for an hour, and when the fragrance wafted from the dining room, the sky outside began to darken.

When Feng Qingcheng was cooking, he kept his ears up all the time, and paid special attention to the movement in Long Qingque's bedroom. Fortunately, he didn't hear any noise, so Feng Qingcheng was not that flustered.Smelling the aroma of the dishes, Feng Qingcheng was really hungry. In a sense, this was the last meal she and Long Qingque had. After the [-]th day, she was no longer the previous Feng Qingcheng, and Long Qing Que...Maybe it's not the Long Er before.

Feng Qingcheng thought that it was almost time to eat, so she went up to the second floor and knocked on the door. After knocking more than ten times, there was no movement inside.Looking at the closed doors and windows, Feng Qingcheng always felt that something was wrong, and immediately said loudly: "Long Er, I'm coming in." After speaking, Feng Qingcheng pushed the door open, and the room was still furnished, but, No one was there.Long Qingque is gone.

The author has something to say: I am enough to go to work, sometimes I want to start a small business by myself, but what to sell?

ps: The sister article will be updated tonight.