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Chapter 102 Leng Ye Called Her A Qian

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    "Don't your hands hurt?"

    The reason why Leng Ye pretended to be rough and domineering is purely because Xuan Fengqian said that he doesn't like men who are too domineering.

    Just as she was planning to physically destroy Chu Batian's image in her heart, unexpectedly, this little confused followed suit.

    I don't know if I was hurt or not.

    It's really not worrying.

    Xuan Fengqian gritted his teeth in pain, but saw that he was like a normal person, without blinking his eyes, and felt a little unbalanced in his heart.

    After all, she is also a high-ranking female fairy, why can't anyone compare to her?

    "What are you thinking?"

    Leng Ye strode forward, saw her sitting down slowly, and sat beside her next to her body.

    "nothing."

    Xuan Fengqian sensed the strong aura on his body, and shivered suddenly.

    She was suddenly a little curious, where exactly did Baidi find people, each with stronger auras than the last.

    "Ah Qian, does your hand hurt?"

    Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, Leng Ye suddenly grabbed her cold hand and gently rubbed her flushed palm.

    Before that, every time he heard Wu Ya call her "A Qian", he always felt a little uncomfortable.

    Now, he finally got a chance to call her "Aqian" openly.

    "Chu Xianjun, men and women can't get close." Seeing this, Qi Yuan hastily pulled Leng Ye away, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Don't scare our Empress."

    "I have admired Xian Tian Di Ji for a long time, perhaps I lost my sense of proportion because I was too excited."

    Leng Ye originally wanted to warm her hands, but because so many people in Qingfeng Hall were watching, he had no choice but to give up.

    Having said that, her hands are really comfortable to the touch.

    ? Soft, smooth and tender

    Like gentle spring water, it makes people itch.

    If she is willing to let him just hold it like this, he can never let go for the rest of his life.

    It's a pity that she has already gathered her white and tender slender hands into the satin cuffs embroidered with magnolia flowers.

    Xuan Fengqian was so stared at that his scalp became numb, and he just wanted to look away from his overly focused gaze, and asked in a deep voice, "Can Xianjun Chu know how to play chess?"

    "Play chess?"

    Leng Ye's thin lips moved, and a look of hesitation appeared on his cheek.

    Over the years, he didn't even have a confidant who could speak his mind.

    Where can someone play chess with him?

    However, it is naturally impossible for him to tell the truth in front of her.

    After pondering for a moment, he said a little arrogantly: "How difficult is it to play chess? Before you were born, I was already invincible all over the world."

    "Why don't you have a plate? I'll ask you for advice."

    Xuan Fengqian didn't give him room to refute, so he hurriedly ordered people to set up the chessboard.

    She really couldn't stand his eagle-like sharp eyes, and finally found an appropriate excuse to avoid his sight, so naturally she wouldn't let it go easily.

    Leng Ye frowned slightly, staring at the chessboard on the desk in confusion, completely clueless.

    At this moment, he finally realized what it means to be restless.

    He saw Xuanfengqian drop a white piece very casually, and then picked up a black piece.

    Just, where should this sunspot go?

    After thinking for a long time, Leng Ye couldn't figure out why.

    As a last resort, he had no choice but to take advantage of the time when he was chatting with her, and said indiscriminately, "Dare to ask Empress Xiantian, is there anyone I admire in my heart?"

    Xuan Fengqian didn't notice Leng Ye's anxiety at the moment, and said casually: "There are quite a lot of people who admire. But anyone who has made contributions to the prosperity and development of the Six Realms is worthy of our respect."

    "for example?"

    "For example, father, who devoted himself to the fairy clan and worked half his life."

    Seeing that Leng Ye carefully stacked the black chess pieces on top of the white chess pieces, Xuanfeng stared straight ahead in astonishment.

    Just as she was about to ask him what kind of strange way this was, he had already silently moved the black piece stacked on top of the white piece aside.

    Leng Ye looked at Xuan Fengqian's complexion with some trepidation, fearing that he was too wrong and she would see his flaws.

    In fact, Xuan Fengqian did see a flaw.

    She glanced lightly at the chaotic sunspots on the chessboard, wondering if he was giving way to her, or he just didn't know how to play chess at all.

    If it is said that he is deliberately releasing water, this level is too bad.

    It is not necessarily possible to find a fairy boy casually.Willing to play chess with him.

    Thinking about it this way, Xuan Fengqian can already be sure that he doesn't know how to play chess at all.

    In order to take into account his face, she suppressed a smile, and just quietly observed the preoccupied "Chu Batian" who was frowning.

    Although, his appearance is not her favorite type.

    But the victory lies in the strong contrast and cuteness of his character.

    If you have a good character, you can learn more about it.

    Leng Ye noticed her gaze, and asked inexplicably, "What's wrong?"

    "nothing."

    Xuan Fengqian did not intend to expose him, and chatted with him casually, "By the way, does Xianjun Chu have someone to admire?"

    Leng Ye thought about it carefully, and said seriously: "Yes. In this world, he is the only one who can catch the eye."

    "oh?"

    Xuan Fengqian did not expect his tone to be so loud.

    However, in view of his very amusing reaction, I don't find it offensive.

    Leng Ye nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice, "The person I admire is Leng Ye, the Nine Nether God of War."

    As soon as he said these words, Xuan Fengqian's initial fondness for him also dissipated with the clouds.

    She really couldn't figure it out, how could someone take the brutal and cold night as a belief?

    "What do you admire about him?"

    "He is perfect." Leng Ye said quite complacently.

    ""

    Xuan Fengqian didn't want to talk to him any more.

    She thought to herself, since Chu Batian regards Leng Ye as his faith, he may be just like Leng Ye, moody, and hits people at every turn.

    Thinking of this, she was no longer interested in talking, and casually pointed to the chess game that had already decided the outcome, and said indifferently: "Chu Xianjun, you lost."

    "Losing?"

    Leng Ye always felt very humiliated, and refused to admit defeat, "Can you take a closer look?"

    "A discerning person can see it without a single glance?"

    "How about another game?"

    "No need." Xuan Fengqian bluntly rejected him.

    Leng Ye pursed her lips, and secretly made up her mind that she must study chess well when she returns this time.

    Next time, I will definitely not lose to her again.

    Seeing that Xuan Fengqian was not in high spirits, he stretched out Kong Wu's strong arm again, and suggested slowly: "Do you dare to compare your strength with me?"

    "No need?"

    Xuan Fengqian never thought that Chu Batian would make such a strange request.

    Wrestle wrists with the blind date, and then grin your teeth, blushing and thick neck?

    I have to say that Chu Batian's idea is really special.

    Leng Ye thought about it carefully, and compared strength was indeed a bit of a bully.

    Just by looking at her body shape, she had absolutely no chance of winning.

    The disparity is so huge that there is really no need for a competition.

    It's just that if he can't win a round today, he might not even be able to sleep soundly.

    After hesitating again and again, Leng Ye was about to suggest something else, when Fuchen happened to barge in unconscious Wu Ya.

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