C81 His Casual Nature Attracted the Hearts of the People

A certain someone in a good mood, who had been spoiled by his family since he was a kid, suddenly had the urge to tease someone, but he didn't care about it and just popped his head out.

Ye Qingcheng's back stiffened as he stiffly turned his head around: "Ting Zhi, what did you call me?"

Blinking his eyes a few times, Fu Ting Zhi raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat off his face. "It's fine if you insist on being separated from me. In the future, just don't call me that anymore."

"I already called you Ting Zhi, so of course you should call me Qingcheng." After blurted out anxiously, he saw a smug expression on her lovely face. Only then did she know that she had fallen for it. After muttering a string of words that even he himself did not understand, he finally forced out a sentence, "Are you hot?"

Wasn't this nonsense? Fu Ting lazily leaned against the tree and pointed at the fiery red sun in the sky. He curled his lips and slanted his eyes. "What do you think?" He didn't know what kind of beautiful expression he would have in the eyes of the person in front of him.

Ye Qingcheng felt a wave of heat in his chest suddenly flip over as he fiercely rammed into his heart and then scattered in all directions towards his four limbs. His toes instantly became hot. He only knew to use his eyes to lock onto his charming eyes while smiling on his face. However, he was already stunned silly.

Seeing that person staring at him like a silly goose, Fu Zhizhi's face burned as if it was on fire. "I knew I would stare at him..." After scolding him for half a sentence, he could not think of what to blame for the latter half of the sentence, so he could only shut his mouth.

For a moment, the two of them didn't make any sound and just looked at each other. They did not even know that the scorching hot sweat dripped down. After sitting for an unknown period of time, Fu Zhizhi woke up and turned his head to look elsewhere. Ye Qingcheng lowered his head and continued to wipe. He slowly took a deep breath. The three souls and seven souls finally returned to their positions.

There were no words or unnecessary movements. A person lazily leaned against a tree while a person held a spear and lowered his head to wipe. One He took a rest and was a handsome young man. One was quiet, while the other was relaxed. Sunlight passed through the gaps between the leaves and fell on his body. Looking from afar, it was like a painting, but it also had the beauty of a painting that was dissatisfied with it. It was an endless harmony.

This road was not the right path to go down south. Along the way, he did not see any shadow of the Great Zheng Army. Ye Qingcheng knew that this was due to the lack of military power. His father, Ji Jiang, could only choose to go straight to the Jiangnan area. The other towns had to wait until they had spare soldiers before they could set up camp. He couldn't help but sigh. In order to protect his own safety, Emperor Zhou didn't leave a single garrison behind. He cupped his hands and gave it to Great Zheng.

Without the enemy, food was prepared. Although his luggage was a little heavy, their feet felt much better, and the young masters felt much more relaxed. Fu Ting's mind was filled with leisure and elegance, and it just so happened to come in handy. When his interest came, he stopped moving. He directly turned fleeing into sightseeing. Fu Xuanzhi and the others had been restricted by the various rules and regulations of Count Zhong Yi's Estate for many years. Now, it was rare that there were no restrictions and restrictions. They even followed her personality. They stopped, walked, and took a break. Ten days later, they entered the Liu Province's realm.

A day ago, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, and a rainstorm blocked her journey. The next day, the weather was cool and refreshing, and the temperature was pleasant. Ye Qingcheng woke up early to urge him on his way. He led the way in front, and that person spoke with confidence and assurance behind him. Wherever he passed by, weeds and weeds could be said to be the source of the story. His low and hoarse voice sounded very comfortable in his ears.

At night, he slept in the wilderness, and then he pointed at the stars that filled the sky and told the story of the 12 constellations. Those stars in the sky all became indecisive mortals in her mouth. Everyone knew that she was fabricating stories again, so they did not say it out loud. They only allowed her to proudly continue narrating.

After a period of silence, Ye Qingcheng asked, "Is Ting Zhike tired of talking?" He picked up a tree branch and lit the fire, not even looking at the person. "You fabricated stories along the way, not knowing if you are thirsty or tired. Those who do not know would think that Ting Zhizhi is a storyteller. "

"Go to hell!" Talisman Pavilion picked up a small stone and threw it to the side. "Wow, so it turns out that even if you know that I'm making things up, you won't point it out. You're just waiting here?" After whipping a branch, he was about to hit Fu Rong, who was beside him.

The little guy was nimble. He twisted his butt and crawled up to hide behind Fu Hua. "Big Brother, please go around me. It's all Brother Ye's fault. We all listen to him."

He pretended to be angry and stomped his foot. Fu Tingzhi threw the branch and turned around to leave. However, he was grabbed by Xuan Zhi. "Big Brother, don't go. Although Big Brother made it up, it's very interesting. We haven't heard enough."

Hearing that, Fu Ting stopped pretending to be angry and sat back down by the fire. "Forget it. I'll tell you a real good story. But you don't have to be afraid."

"I'm not afraid." Fu Rongzhi was afraid of falling behind, so he immediately replied, "Who's afraid of the little dog?"

"In the far east, there's a Xiangguo. Every year, she chooses a princess for a king who craves beauty..." The story she was telling was actually written by a famous sci-fi novelist in the future. In order to get closer to reality, she changed the era slightly. "After layers of filtering, only ten out of over three thousand beauties are left." Speaking up to this point, she deliberately kept them in suspense. "How many of these ten women will be chosen in the end?"

"Not a single one!" Ye Qingcheng smiled and continued: "Otherwise, the one chosen will be a monster."

The pavilion rolled its eyes at him, thinking that this person had already passed the age of listening to stories. Why would he not sleep here and join in the fun? Wrong! There are two of them. When the names are put together, it just happens to be called Falling Flower Flowing Water... " Thus, after thinking hard for a while, he said," How do I describe their appearances? Sigh... There's really no way to describe them." He pretended to frown and said, "Amazing... In short, those who have seen these two girls feel as if their souls have flown up to the sky."

Everyone could read Ni Kuang's' Beauty Selects' by themselves. There was no need to talk about it anymore. )