Chapter 1339
Luo Qingyin's eyes were slightly red, and her eyes were full of moisture, but she just curled her lips coldly: "You don't doubt me, you just doubt my character, don't you?"

Zi Yunchen's heart trembled deeply under her gaze, the line of her lips was drawn straighter, her voice was still low but with obvious frustration: "Little cat, how can you be willing to believe me?"

Luo Qingyin narrowed her eyes slightly, and said with a half-smile: "I should ask this question. You can believe that the son is not yours if a stranger speaks casually to sow discord, so what else can you believe in me?"

Zi Yunchen paused for a moment: "I'm not! I..."

"Enough." Luo Qingyin waved her hand, stopping him from continuing.

She knew that he loved her.

But what good is love without trust?

"I didn't mean to question you. If you don't believe me, I don't believe in the child, and I won't force you." Luo Qingyin sighed quietly, picked up the Five Elements Sword, and took a bite of the meat with the sword, and found that it tasted good, so she Tear off a piece and hand it to him, "Eat it."

Zi Yunchen's body froze, the hand holding her tightened even more, and her breathing became a bit short of breath.

His throat moved slightly, and his voice was dark and obscure: "No, I believe that the child is mine, and I believe in you too."

He locked her eyes tightly, and he wanted her to see his sincerity, but she lowered her eyebrows and looked down at the barbecue from beginning to end, treating his words as "the weather is fine today" and refusing to talk , he was a little at a loss.

He knew how cruel her heart was.

If he didn't make it clear to her today, he suspected that she would run away from home with her son.

She has Luo Xue, she has two sons, and she has so many pets... He suddenly felt that in her mind, he was not as good as the Phoenix God Egg, the Snow Ginseng Doll, or the Mo Monkey.

The slender and jade-like fingertips covered her face, and Zi Yunchen gently stroked her delicate and moist cheeks: "Trust me."

Luo Qingyin paused and raised her eyes.

He didn't dodge, nor was he guilty, the eagerness, sadness, and helplessness in his pure purple eyes made her feel a throbbing pain in her heart.

He is serious.

But does it make sense?
Yes, he believed her seriously this time.

But what about next time?
The fragrant barbecue suddenly lost its taste. She chewed it carelessly, and it tasted like wax, so she put the sword back on the grill, leaned back against the cave wall, and hummed lightly.

Zi Yunchen suddenly felt a punch hit the cotton.

Soft, nowhere to focus.

He knew that she was just perfunctory, and that she didn't really forgive her, but she adopted such a non-violent and non-cooperative attitude, he was like meeting a turtle, and he had nowhere to start!

Zi Yunchen kneaded the hand on her cheek with some anger, Luo Qingyin frowned in pain, but didn't speak, just looked at him stubbornly.

"I really want to strangle you to death."

Zi Yunchen gritted his teeth and said word by word.

If you strangle her to death, you don't need to be sad or uncomfortable.

However, he was reluctant.

This is just a harsh word.

Rather than strangling her to death, he wanted to hold her in his palm and take good care of her, until her heart softened...

The light in his eyes was too hot, Luo Qingyin turned her head to the side, avoiding his touch, and took the tableware from the small lucky bag.

That is, he made the tableware carefully. Every bowl and every plate is crystal clear, and there are faint patterns of orchids. After the hot food is filled, the dark patterns of orchids will appear and bloom beautiful flowers.

Zi Yunchen looked at her hand holding the orchid bowl, was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand: "I'll do it."

Luo Qingyin paused and handed him the bowl.

Zi Yunchen brought out the soup and handed it to her, she reached out to take it, her fingertips touched his skin, his hand moved suddenly, and held her hand: "Little cat..."

He raised his head, looked at her cold and beautiful face, the corners of his lips curved slightly, "I'll feed you."

"No need." Luo Qingyin withdrew her hand, took back the orchid bowl he was holding firmly with profound energy, and said flatly, "My right hand is injured, and my left hand is also."

Zi Yunchen: "..."

Courtesy fails.

Luo Qingyin picked up the bowl and drank the soup quietly.

Although she was a little depressed about Zi Yunchen, she had to admit that Zi Yunchen's level had greatly improved.

The soup made by the alchemy stove is better than the chef of Yuxiangju.

...Or, he is the only one who knows her taste best?
Luo Qingyin smiled wryly, drank the soup and then sat cross-legged, closed her eyes and meditated to recover.

Seeing that she had finished drinking, Zi Yunchen wanted to add another bowl to her, it could be seen that she seemed to reject others thousands of miles away, and suddenly wanted to do something.

"Hmm..." Luo Qingyin was caught off guard, and was so frightened that she almost fainted, but when she realized it, she was almost out of breath.

Anyone who is interrupted while practicing will not be in a good mood.

The reason why she dared to practice in front of Ziyunchen was because she was sure that he would not disturb her cultivation and would protect her.

But who knew...he would take the opportunity to commit murder!
What a waste of her trust.

Luo Qingyin raised her hand, wanting to give him a slap, but endured it, but didn't slap him anymore, the mysterious energy in the palm gushed out, and pushed him hard: "Enough!"

Unexpectedly, and without any precautions, Zi Yunchen was pushed out and fell to the side of the bonfire.

The Five Elements Sword and the Ice, Fire and Thunder Sword placed on the bonfire smashed down on him with shining lights...

At that moment, Luo Qingyin's heartbeat almost stopped.

Reflexively picking up the two swords and throwing them aside, Luo Qingyin rushed to his side like the wind, asking anxiously, "Did you get hurt?"

Zi Yunchen looked at the girl in front of him with deep concern in his eyes, grabbed her with his backhand, and pressed her under his body. His tense emotions for a long time were finally released, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Little cat, I It hurts."

(End of this chapter)

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