My host is a playboy

Chapter 870 I am a Flower Without Emotions 95
Listening to Funan's high-sounding words, Song Qing pouted, feeling full of disdain in his heart.

There is only one sentence that is true, this thing was indeed obtained by chance, but Funan saw that the quality of this thing was just right, so he carved it into a jade hairpin, and the lines on it couldn't tell what it was, Funan said it was the result of his own sculpture.

But no matter what, this jade hairpin Funan has been tempered for a long time after it was carved, which has made the quality of the jade hairpin a qualitative leap. From the beginning, the jade hairpin with only a little quality has now become a life-saving magic weapon.

Moreover, Senior Brother Funan also injected a little of his own spiritual power into it. If there is no such meticulousness, such methods, and such thoughts, how could it be possible to obtain such a thing casually?

Songqing looked at Funan and said these words calmly, but in fact, in order to obtain such a thing, Funan has put in a lot of effort.

It's just that this kind of thing is clear in Song Qing's heart, but she won't say anything. After all, this kind of thing still needs to be discovered by Junior Sister Yunqing by herself. The things discovered in this way are enough surprises, and the feelings can be gradually developed in this way. It's heating up.

It has to be said that Songqing is also very clear about this kind of thing.

Funan used his spiritual power to make the hairpin float, and then it floated in front of Yun Qing.

Yun Qing stretched out her hand and the hairpin fell firmly into Yun Qing's hand.

Yun Qing felt the warm touch in his hands, and it was a little cold, but it was undeniable that this little coldness did cause some ripples in Yun Qing's heart.

Circle by circle, from small to large, from presence to absence.

The feeling in my heart also spread out in Yunqing's heart lake along with the circles of ripples. From a distance, it was a piece of blue waves.

Yun Qing took a closer look at the hairpin, the pattern on the hairpin was very delicate and simple, but nothing could be seen, Yun Qing didn't know why.

Looking at the pattern, I only felt a little familiar in my heart, but Yun Qing didn't know where the familiar feeling came from, but I felt very familiar from my memory, but I searched my memory, but there seemed to be no I found out the slightest bit about this pattern, but the sense of familiarity cannot be deceived or faked.

The sense of familiarity in Yun Qing's heart makes Yun Qing feel a little inexplicable, but if she wants to keep searching for the reason of this pattern, and what it is, Yun Qing thinks it is not necessary, maybe it is just an inexplicable sense of familiarity, There is no need to make such a fuss.

Yun Qing was originally a cultivator of immortals, after feeling the aura contained in the box, she knew that this hairpin was definitely not an ordinary thing. If you go to the auction house to auction, there are not thousands of high-grade spirit stones that you can't get.

Yun Qing felt very grateful in her heart, and at the same time felt sincerely touched by Funan's kindness.

It's just that this hairpin is too precious, Yun Qing still feels that she can't accept it.

Yun Qing held the hairpin in her hand and looked at Funan in front of her.

"Senior Brother Funan, this hairpin is a bit precious, I'm ashamed of my junior sister."

Funan was originally full of joy, but when he heard Yun Qing's words, his expression was a little bit ugly.

(End of this chapter)