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Chapter 508

Chapter 508, do you want me to help you rub your back…

“If Qing stays in a single room tonight.”

Fang Yingmiao stuffed the single room card into Shangguan Ruoqing’s hands, and the voice fell.

Fang Chen was taken aback when he heard this.

The next moment he almost jumped in shock.

Shangguan Ruoqing lives in a single room…

Doesn’t that mean to let Fang Chen live in the same room with Master Sister?

Shangguan Ruoqing’s eyes widened.

Just drank a sip of water and it all came out.

“Cough cough cough…”.

what’s the situation?

Master Sister wants to live in the same house as Lin Shao?

Fang Chen himself was shocked, rubbing his palms;

“Miaomiao, this…it’s not so good. After all, Ruoqing is still a child. We are in front of a child, so it’s not appropriate.”

Shangguan Ruoqing rolled her eyes, would you know that I am a child?

Just now I didn’t know who was slapstick all the way.

And he smokes in front of the lady, without any gentlemanliness.

Seeing that both of them were choked by what I said.

Fang Miao’s face was thin, and the pretty face under the veil turned red in an instant, she took a sip;

“Stop thinking about it, I also sleep in separate beds with him, I have something to ask this little thief.”

Hearing this, Shangguan Ruoqing took the room card suspiciously.

Before entering the house.

Still looking weirdly at the two people in the back, one black and one white.

“In fact, the master sister and this Lin Shaozhan are quite good together. Although Lin Shaoyan can’t be on the table, she can’t see her face in a black hood, and it has a sort of fit.”

Fang Chen didn’t know that his proud handsome face fell in Shangguan Ruoqing’s eyes.

It turned out to be such an unattractive image.

Of course, this is not to blame Shangguan Ruoqing.

The main reason is that the latter has been concealed by a large hood almost all day today.

And Fang Chen’s silly jokes or sorrows when he drove from time to time.

Let Shangguan Ruoqing subconsciously portray Fang Chen a very wretched image in his heart, which is a kind of prejudice to put aside the value of the face.

Many times, people are like this, after they have a solid impression of a person.

No matter how good this person looks.

But his image in your heart is basically fixed, with a preconceived impression, and will subjectively ignore the person’s appearance.

What’s more, there is also her idol misty sister on the side as a comparison.

In her eyes, even if Fang Chen rode ten fast horses to the shore, he was not worthy of the misty Senior Sister.

In the eyes of these Xunxian Pavilion disciples, Fang Mengmiao was almost like a celestial being.

The aura also had to suppress Fang Chen with a bit of subjectiveness.

This truth is easy to understand.

For example, some people break up for a while.

When I really let go of my heart, I once again met the one who once told me about staying together and vowed to each other.

Even if there is no change in the other party.

But I almost can’t help but frown subconsciously, and then say a word to a friend next to me.

“I remember that he (she) didn’t seem to be like this before. He (she) in the impression seemed to be very good-looking, and he had to be more dazzling, excellent and shining. Has he (she) changed?”.

It’s like when I was in love.

Even if he (she) is thrown into the crowd, he can be attracted to find him at a glance.

It’s like there is a dazzling bright light, and the magnet generally guides itself.

But now.

Hidden in the vast crowd, if it were not a coincidence, looking up, it happened to be seen.

Maybe even if I pass by, I won’t notice it.

This time.

In fact, it was not that he (she) changed because of your departure.

But you let go of him (her), and really let go of this person in your heart.

This time.

It’s not that he (she) has changed and no longer shines.

It’s because he (she) is actually very ordinary and not so good, but now he (she) has no light in your eyes.

Therefore, the blessing of that layer of halo was lost, and the identity of the lover was abandoned.

He (she) is no longer here… dazzling.

Shangguan Ruoqing’s prejudice against Fang Chen.

Probably the same.

Fang’s misty light is too shining, she is too good.

Therefore, Shangguan Ruoqing has always been reluctant to admit that there is actually a man in the world who is worthy of this fairy-like person in her own mind.

Thus ignoring the shining points of Fang Chen.

Maybe someday.

When she really saw Fang’s future anxious for love, desperate appearance.

Only then will I understand this.

Fang Yanmin is actually just an ordinary girl…

…

“Ahem, Miao Miao, how do we sleep tonight…”.

Although it is a double room.

But after all, it is still a closed and alone environment.

Fang Chen couldn’t help but think of the bamboo house of the two under Qian Jue Yuan at that time.

The atmosphere is inevitably a bit charming.

The pink luster of Fang’s earlobe slowly receded a little after knowing this meeting, and she gently raised her hand to take off the veil;

“Of course we sleep separately!”

This shows Fang’s miraculous temperament introverted.

If you change to Fang Jiuran or Fang Biyun, there will probably be another sentence after this sentence;

Is it possible that you have to sleep with me!

Although Fang Yanmian can occasionally make jokes, he has a good grasp of the yardstick in general.

Never take the initiative to drive with Fang Chen.

Fang Chen gave a dry laugh, and saw that Fang Yingming finally took off his veil, revealing that exquisite face that resembled an immortal, watching every day under the vast abyss.

Fang Chen’s heart beat uncontrollably, and quickly wiped the corners of his mouth, for fear that his saliva would fall to the ground and his picture of Brother Pig would be too embarrassing.

“Then Miaomiao should you go take a bath first, I will study this stone…”.

He coughed twice.

Fang Chen quickly retracted his gaze.

Fang Miao blinked her beautiful eyes;

“good”.

Watching Fang Ying migrating into the bathroom with Qingxiao Jianlian in a miraculous manner.

Fang Chen’s throat moved suddenly.

Grunt.

Especially after a long while, the sound of running water from inside is even more fascinating.

“That, Miao Miao…”.

The room is small, although soundproofing is good.

However, Fang Chen spoke with his throat, and Fang Miao in the bathroom could still hear Fang Chen’s voice.