Su Qietian, the heroine of fast wear

Chapter 440 The First Beauty in Martial Arts 8.42
Mo Qingcheng subconsciously retorted: "No."

Luo Yan hummed, "Then why don't you dare to look at me?"

"I'm not afraid to look at you." Mo Qingcheng replied, in order to prove that he was not afraid to look at her, he turned his head and met her eyes.

The girl looked at him unblinkingly with a pair of clear eyes, and his figure was reflected inside, Mo Qingcheng couldn't help feeling a little drunk.

"Qingcheng, are you really shy?"

Luo Yan persistently put the word "shy" on him, Mo Qingcheng's ears felt a little hot, but he didn't turn his head to avoid it this time, for fear that she would get carried away with the "evidence".

"No."

"There is."

"How could I be shy? Don't talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense, you're just shy."

Aiming at this question, the two started bickering like children.

In the end, it was Mo Qingcheng who couldn't bear it first, covered Luo Yan's mouth with his hand, and looked at her seriously, "I'm not shy."

Luo Yan couldn't help rolling her eyes.

Come on, you're not shy.

But it's strange, what are you doing covering my mouth without being shy?
Afraid of what I'm going to say?

The meaning expressed in her eyes was too easy to understand, Mo Qingcheng couldn't help but choked, let go of her hand, coughed and reprimanded in a low voice: "Yun Luoyan."

As soon as her name was called, he was stunned by her words.

"Qingcheng, do you like me?"

Qingcheng, do you like me?

Mo Qingcheng's mind was blanked by these words. His first thought was that his thoughts were exposed, and then he became nervous again. He likes her, so what about her?
He knew that Luo Yan regarded him as a friend, and when she misunderstood him as a woman, she thought of him as a close friend in her boudoir, and when she found out his identity, she said she was a friend.

So, besides being a friend, what else does she think of him?

Mo Qingcheng felt that her throat was a little dry.

Looking into Shang Luoyan's eyes, he hesitated and asked, "What do you think?"

Luo Yan bent her eyes, "Qingcheng, you like me."

This time it is an affirmative sentence.

Mo Qingcheng nodded, and he said: "Yes, I like you, so what about you? Do you like me?"

"I like it." Luo Yan replied, and then put her arms around his neck, getting closer to him.

She was a head shorter than him, and she had to stand on tiptoe to wrap her around his neck.

The moment Mo Qingcheng was hugged by her, he couldn't help but bend over to let her hug him more easily.

There was a light of surprise in his eyes, and she said she liked it.

Mo Qingcheng's heart couldn't help trembling. At this moment, he felt that his bones were trembling.

He endured the ecstasy in his heart, and confirmed with her again: "Are you sure?" After a pause, he asked again: "Do you know what liking is?"

Luo Yan rolled his eyes at him, "I'm not stupid, how could I not know what liking is?"

Mo Qingcheng felt that he was stunned. He actually felt that every movement of Luo Yan was beautiful. For example, when she just rolled her eyes, he felt that there was coquettishness and her daughter's reproach in it.

He laughed out loud, his chest shaking.

"Then Ah Yan, tell me what it means to like."

Luo Yan said: "The two love each other, and they will never change until death."

Mo Qingcheng's heart felt hot, she hummed in a low voice, hugged her, and repeated what she said just now: "Two people love each other, and they will never change until death."

"Ayan, I am happy with you."

Luo Yan hugged him back and rubbed against his chest, "Me too."

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