After a long time, the painting heart came back to his senses.

She picked up the teacup and took a sip, thought about it, and took another sip.

Finally, she raised her eyes to look at Qing Xuan, and said quietly, "Chi Ming is lost." ”

Qing Xuan raised his eyes and glanced at Huaxin lightly, thinking back to the breath he felt on Shuyi's body tonight, and smiled with a smile, "He is the person next to your pillow." ”

"What?"

The little brain melon that draws the heart is completely insufficient, she has been stimulated enough today, and Shuyi's knowledge of Jun Yin is is enough to make her hiss, and she can't get close to Shuyi and Chi Ming at all.

She immediately waved her little hand and explained, "Don't get me wrong, I haven't slept with your man, Chi Ming is my father!"

"You don't like him?" Qing Xuan looked at Huaxin's face and suddenly laughed a little gloating.

The organs are exhausted, but they still can't ask for it

Chi Ming, are you still unrepentant?

Before Huaxin could answer, Qing Xuan saw a large thick cloud layer pressed down, and the wind was blowing, blowing their sleeves bulging, and her eyes fell behind Huaxin, and at the end of the clouds, there was a blue-clothed Shuyi.

Or rather, the Red Underworld.

The red shadow with Junyi's skin!

If he could only pick up one person and draw hearts and her, who would he pick up?

Qing Xuan confidently hooked the corners of her lips, she felt that there was no suspense in this answer, all the plans of Chi Ming were for her Qing Xuan, and the painting heart was just a container for her rebirth!

"Look, he's coming. Qing Xuan looked at the blue-robed man facing the wind and smiled lightly.

Huaxin looked back in a panic as she looked for her, and couldn't tell who it was for a while, "Ah Yi"

After calling, her eyes were full of confusion, whether it was Junyi or Shuyi, and it didn't seem to be like it

Qing Xuan's eyes were clear, she got up directly, stood against the wind, opened her mouth and chuckled, her tone was like an old friend, "Long time no see." ”

The person who came didn't pay attention to Qingxuan, his eyes kept falling on Huaxin, and stretched out his hand to her, "Xin'er, come here." ”

At that moment, Huaxin confirmed that he was not Junyi.

Suddenly frightened, his face turned pale, and he retreated again and again, afraid and puzzled in his heart, why did he come?

The whole person almost shrank behind Qing Xuan.

Shuyi frowned, is he so poor and vicious? What is this woman who is exactly the same as the painting heart?

But fortunately, he saw which one was her at a glance, and only stretched out his hand to the woman who avoided him like a femme fatale, "Xin'er, don't be afraid, this king will take you home." ”

Qing Xuan sneered inappropriately, "Heh Chiming, with a new love, have you forgotten my old friend?"

Suddenly, the world fell silent.

Painting the heart, the book is easy, and it is shocking.

Qing Xuan seemed to be very dissatisfied with their reactions, and his smile turned cold, "I know you even if you are burned to ashes, do you think I won't recognize you if you change your skin?"

"Heh, do you think that if you have a heart on your face, this king will be polite to you?" Shuyi replied more sarcastically.

Two people who should not have intersected in the eyes of the painter unexpectedly collided together, and the swords were tense. She turned her face, and a pair of confused eyes kept wandering over them.

"Congratulations, you're getting married again. Qing Xuan's eyes showed a promotional smile, "No wonder you will forget my deceased wife, who has been dead for more than 10 million years." ”

Her tone was flat, her face was calm, as if she was telling the story of a stranger, but Shuyi was so angry that she almost vomited out a mouthful of blood.

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