"What are you laughing at?" Di Jiuque turned his head in confusion to look at the smiling girl beside him. The cold wind on the top of the tower blew her fragments of ink, which made her look a little more agile with her little face.

There is no hostility, no vigilance, no arrogance when facing the enemy, only a tranquility, beauty and tranquility.

Emperor Jiuque originally thought that he liked to see her unruly and graceful and cunningly cheating people, but at this time, he felt that she was quite good now.

Just watching quietly, it was like a spring stream flowing slowly through the heart and pouring into the heart.

"Nothing." How could Yun Qingyan express his thoughts?

She gently bent her knees and sat on the top of the tower, patted the position beside her, looked up at Di Jiuque, and asked, "Sit?"

The black eyes are as bright as stars, gathering thousands of prosperity.

Emperor Jiuque paused slightly, his eyes fell on the small piece of land next to Yun Qingyan.

He watched her sit with her knees bent, with a cool and unruly posture.

Well, I don't look like a girl at all.

Emperor Jiuque secretly concluded his mind.

His handsome eyebrows were cut into his hair, and his eyes were hesitant. When did he sit in such a simple place... not even a seat?

Moreover, the top of the Xuanji Tower is not wide, and the two people are already a little crowded. If he wants to sit down, he must bend his knees and sit down.

How indecent this is?

However, Yun Qingyan was already confused over there, "Hmm? Don't you sit down?" Let's sit down and talk about it, right?

How tired is it to talk while standing?

Di Jiuque was shaking his heart, and finally pursed his lips and sat down like Yun Qingyan.

Because the top of the tower is not large, the two are very close to each other. They sit down almost close to each other.

The long and ink-like drift down, blown by the cold wind on the top of the tower, intertwined and entangled in the air, lingering and lingering.

A man is arrogant and noble, while a woman is unruly.

Each person is dressed in a dark black dress with a strong and noble color, and is as deep as a dark night.

Each person has a fresh and plain color, and a white dress that is as ethereal as a floating cloud.

The ultimate contrast between white and black is particularly harmonious.

Di Jiuque's deep narrow eyes fell on Yun Qingyan's face again. Seeing the rough blue spots painted on it, he frowned and continued, "Why do you want to paint blue spots on your face?" If he asked this before just to change the topic, then now, it is a question from the bottom of his heart.

The vertical and horizontal blue spots were like bounds, bound on her face.

A person like her should be free and carefree, and as happy as a cloud.

Unexpectedly, Emperor Jiuque was so persistent about this issue, Yun Qingyan was a little stunned.

However, after classifying Emperor Jiuque as "same type", Yun Qingyan did not avoid talking about this issue as before.

Anyway, he already knew that the blue spots on her face were painted.

Yun Qingyan stroked the blue spot with his hand, and a sharp light shot out from his dark eyes, and a chuckled amid the corner of his mouth, "This body has been poisoned, but the poison has been removed. This blue spot is just a painting to confuse the mastermind behind the scenes."

People like Di Jiuque are generally not gossiping people, because there are too few people who are qualified to chat with them. Even if there are, they are competitive with each other. How can they get together to chat?

Moreover, his strong strength also destined that few people can lift what they don’t want to say from their mouths.

So Yun Qingyan doesn't have to worry about leaking secrets at all.

As soon as Yun Qingyan finished speaking, she felt a slightly cool fingertip on her face, and she heard the low voice slowly say-
Chapter completed!