Murong Jing smiled cunningly and continued to look for the landscape.

Yuwen Chengyuan suddenly put down the things in his hand and walked over to her. He pulled her into his arms and asked, "to whom?"

Murong Jing was stunned by the sudden action. When she came back to her senses, she replied, "send a friend."

Most of Murong Jing's friends are in North America except for those from Diyuan and qiansha League.

She can't be the person who gave it to the imperial garden. There are only people from the thousand Temple alliance, among which thunder and Fang Zui are familiar to her.

It is impossible to give the landscape painting to Lei Ming, but it is very possible to give it to Fang Zui.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "is Fang drunk?"

Murong Jing said, "No."

"Who is that?"

Murong Jing suddenly smiled, "are you jealous?"

Yuwen Chengyuan pursed his lips and said nothing. His cool handsome face flashed a touch of unnaturalness.

Seeing this, Murong Jing smiled cunningly and said, "if you smile, I'll tell you!"

This man always looks cold and serious. She only saw him smile once after knowing him for so long.

"Yuwen, in fact, you look good when you smile. You should always smile."

Yuwen Chengyuan's deep eyes stared at the cunning little woman in front of him. He was not a person who loved to laugh. How could he laugh at this situation.

He suddenly clasped his big hand on the back of the girl's head and suddenly bowed his head and kissed her.

Murongjing: "......"

She did not expect that someone would suddenly be so stunned.

After a while, Yuwen Chengyuan raised his head slightly, and his voice was a little dull: "do you want to tell me?"

Murong Jing stared at him and said stubbornly, "no, I want to see you laugh."

The man did not smile, but lowered his head and held her lips again.

Murongjing was not stunned this time, but raised her hand to push him, but the whole person was firmly locked and could not get rid of it.

After the turbulent kiss, Yuwen Chengyuan looked up again and suddenly said, "if you don't say it, do you want me to kiss you more?"

“.......”

Hearing the speech, Murong Jing's sharp ears turned red: "who wants you to kiss!"

"Will you tell me?"

Murong Jing pursed her lips and said firmly, "if you don't tell me, this means you want to extort a confession. You underestimate me."

This means

This is definitely provocative for a man.

Looking at the woman in his arms, Yuwen Chengyuan gradually catches a strange heat at the bottom of his eyes.

Murong Jing was not aware of it for a moment, and then said: "in the previous simulation training, I could be the most difficult to deal with. Otherwise, I would not have been selected to stay with the sect leader."

Yuwen Chengyuan pursed his lips and said nothing.

Murong Jing's arm suddenly circled his eyes and said with a smile, "do you want to smile?"

Yuwen Chengyuan suddenly let her go and stepped back two steps.

“.........”

Murong Jing was confused. She didn't understand what he was doing?

"If you don't say it, don't say it." With that, Yuwen Chengyuan immediately turned back to the bookshelf and continued to help her find the landscape map.

Murong Jing wrung her eyebrows slightly. The man would rather push her away than smile. Is it so difficult to smile?

After thinking for a while, she suddenly asked, "Yuwen, is there any reason why you don't like to laugh?"

Yuwen Chengyuan picked up a picture, opened it and replied, "No. I'm... Naturally."

Murong Jing didn't say anything, but she knew that no one was cold by nature and never smiled.

It's more about his own experience. It's just that after experiencing something, he can't laugh anymore.

Yuwen Chengyuan never mentioned his past, and he didn't seem to want to mention it.

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