Chapter 432: Mu Dashao's Confession 2

"Didn't Qing Huan say that we are friends?" Mu Qingmiao smiled faintly, and looked at the beautiful and elegant woman in front of her with warm eyes.

His tone was soft and intoxicating, like a spring breeze in March: "Since we are friends, why do you still use such an unfamiliar name for me?" ”

Ye Qinghuan pursed her lips and shrugged her shoulders in dismay.

She looked at the scenery outside the castle tower again, and after a pause, her tone was leisurely: "Even if we are friends, we are not to the point where you can call me by my name." ”

In ancient times, women, in addition to the closest people and husbands around them, it was an offense to be called out.

Of course, she is not a local product, so she doesn't care about these, but Mu Qingmiao is!

That's why he called her that, there must be a ghost.

"Then I don't want to be friends anymore." Mu Qingmiao suddenly took two steps forward, and his tall figure slightly turned into a shadow, covering Ye Qinghuan, causing an invisible pressure.

Ye Qinghuan didn't flinch, just turned sideways lightly, looked at Mu Qingmiao with a smile on the corner of his lips, and raised his eyebrows: "May I not ask what you mean?" ”

The scene from the last time, this moment would be repeated, and she didn't want to hear it at all.

For Mu Qingmiao, she has no good feelings or bad feelings, and the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water.

A lot of things are not so rosy once they pierce the window paper.

"Even if you don't ask, I'll still say it today." There is an obsession in Mu Qingmiao's eyes, and at this moment, he gradually converges a shallow smile that makes people feel like a spring breeze, with a slight hint of aggression.

Ye Qinghuan stared at Mu Qingmiao for a long time, and smiled faintly: "If you really want to say, I'll listen." ”

However, she would have reservations about what he said.

Mu Qingmiao smiled, a hint of affection flashed in his eyes, and there was a faint admiration.

Mu Qingmiao looked at the slim girl in front of her for a moment, and said shallowly: "At the beginning, I approached Qinghuan because Mujiabao owed the royal family a favor and had to pay it back, so I participated in the martial arts recruitment conference. ”

Ye Qinghuan listened quietly, her face as usual.

"Later, the longer I came into contact with Qing Huan, the more I had the desire to explore - what kind of woman is Qing Huan?"

Mu Qingmiao smiled slightly, her eyes were a little fascinated: "But this exploration, I have fallen deeper and deeper, and I finally understand that I am as indifferent and ruthless as the Nine Emperor Uncles...... Why do you fall in love with Qinghuan alone? ”

Ye Qinghuan's face was still as calm as water, but his eyes flashed slightly.

Before, because of the words of the Nine Emperor Uncles, she was a little deliberately alienated from Mu Qingmiao, who let him be both good and evil?

But now he stood in front of her, so sincerely, and there was not the slightest hint of lying in his eyes, that she could not suspect that he had said this to her for some purpose.

After all, he used to fight for her, and he was completely different from him now.

"The rest, needless to say." Ye Qinghuan held her hands behind her, proudly like a red lotus, and a long crimson dress fluttered in the wind.

She looked at Mu Qingmiao lightly, and her tone was quite gentle: "If we continue to talk about it, we can't even be friends." ”

Her ninth uncle will come to Xiliang soon, she doesn't want the peach blossoms around her to bloom at that time, and she will have to trouble her ninth uncle to extinguish them.

For the matter of feelings, she doesn't like to drag the mud and water.

If she liked Uncle Jiu, she didn't hide it from Murong Jiu when she found out about it very early.

Like Mu Qingmao, she will not hang him, if he leaves him, let him misunderstand something.

Still, it's better to let him die sooner.