A Dream of Transmigration - Chapter 88
Is this concern?
Before she could figure it out, that handsome face leaned down towards her.
My God, what amazing eyes those are!
It was exceptionally bright and exceptionally gentle, like the twinkling stars in the sky.
Gradually, her eyes narrowed—the spring breeze swept by, the spring flowers were in full bloom, it was clearly night, so why did she feel that there was bright spring light everywhere?
A low chuckle came from above: "You look good when you're jealous, I like it."
My mind went blank.
He said he likes it?!
Before the sweetness in her heart could even well up, the brilliant spring scenery before her eyes vanished in an instant. He had already turned around and walked forward on his own, leaving Lin Feifei standing there, stunned.
After a while.
She finally snapped out of her daze and stomped her foot at his retreating figure.
"Hey, what nonsense are you spouting!"
"Don't wander off alone again, or you'll get lost," a lazy voice drifted over.
get lost?
"It's clearly not, Chu Ying, come back here and explain yourself! Who's jealous?! Hey..."
Transmigrating Through a Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio: Chapter Thirty-Eight - Handsome Yang and the Message
"Leave Jinling?" Lin Feifei was startled. "Where are you going?"
Jiuhua Mountain.
Lin Feifei thought for a moment and finally remembered what her master had said on Maoshan Mountain: "Right, what about the task Master assigned? You have to go to Jiuhua Mountain during the Mid-Autumn Festival to take care of something."
He looked at her: "Are you going?"
"Me?" She paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "If you need my help, I'll go."
"Help?" Behind his long eyelashes, his icy eyes shone with a dreamlike light. After a moment, he stared intently at her. "Help me?"
Lin Feifei rolled her eyes at him, amused. Did this question even need confirmation?
"certainly."
He nodded: "Okay."
“I’ve never been to Jiuhua Mountain in modern times,” Lin Feifei muttered to herself, already quite playful, but then immediately became excited again. “When are we leaving?”
"tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" she exclaimed in disbelief. "So soon!"
There was no response.
"Well... I'll go out for a bit and talk to the mad monk and the others."
.
We should tell him.
Lin Feifei walked quickly towards the Qinhuai Inn.
He actually said he liked it, and his expression seemed very serious... My face started to burn, and I touched my hair—that night when I went back to the inn to sleep, I discovered that there was a beautiful silver hairpin on my head, the same one that the Zhan family had seen before. It turned out that it was a gift for me, and he had prepared it long ago.
Just as a sweet feeling began to rise in her heart, a serious problem occurred to her: Didn't he like Miaoqing?!
Slow down.
Several days have passed, and he hasn't come to see me... His words seem too subtle by modern standards! Is this playboy just looking for a fling?
Lost in thought, I walked briskly or slowly until the Qinhuai Inn came into view.
Suddenly, a magnetic voice sounded above me.
"I'm afraid that once the news of my arrival gets out, all the women in Jinling will be head over heels for me."
Then came a sigh reminiscent of Stephen Chow.
.
Lin Feifei froze on the spot.
—Collapse? Are you kidding me? Were there really such narcissistic people in ancient times? Although it's possible that the voice was indeed very pleasant... wait, it sounds kind of familiar...
When she finally transformed back into a human from a stone, her ears were filled with the giggles and adoring praise of countless women, who didn't seem to find the words funny at all.
"Does Young Master Yang think there aren't enough people who are lovesick for you?" he said with a hint of coquettishness.
"We've finally arrived, and Young Master Yang can't even spare us some time..."
"..."
After a long pause, Lin Feifei's first thought finally came to mind—Oh my god, please don't hurt my ears! Did ancient women have no sense of aesthetics?
Before I could even form a second reaction—