Ying Shao is a Girl

Leng Tianxuan played with the round and cool small crystal in her hand. It felt quite good, and a hint of interest appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"You've got the stuff, so it's okay."

The meaning of Qingwei's words was obvious, she wanted to drive people away. She didn't even bother to deal with any human beings.

Unless there is a special need.

"Well, I'm leaving."

Leng Tianxuan's voice was lazy and his eyes were slightly narrowed. He didn't take Qing Wei's words to heart at all, and he wasn't interested in Qing Wei's rude behavior.

For her, the world is divided into only two categories.

Interesting and boring.

Obviously, Ying Huaijiu belongs to the former, while Qing Wei belongs to the latter.

Therefore, Leng Tianxuan has no interest in Qingwei at all, and is completely businesslike.

"Wait a minute, since Ying Huaijiu is no longer here, it is impossible for us to have any interactions in the future."

Hearing this, Leng Tianxuan stopped, raised her eyebrows slightly, and glanced at Qingwei with interest.

"Um, so what?"

She had a lazy expression, her eyelids were half-draped, and her eyelashes, as beautiful and curled as butterfly wings, trembled slightly.

A small shadow was cast on her small and delicate cheeks, and under the bright sunlight, the tiny fuzz on her skin could be clearly seen.

Qingwei heard the nonchalance in Leng Tianxuan's tone and felt inexplicably unhappy. It seemed like a provocation to herself.

"So, I'm going to erase your memory."

Qingwei's voice had no warmth at all, and was bone-chillingly cold.

It seems that she can decide everything, and there is no room for resistance or rejection by others.

In her opinion, humans don't deserve any memory of her.

"puff……"

Hearing this, Leng Tianxuan couldn't help but laugh, and her beautiful eyes curved into a pair of crescent moons.

"You can do whatever you want, just erase the memory."

Leng Tianxuan did not refute her, let alone resist.

The premise is that Qingwei really has the ability to erase her memory.

"Hmph, you know what's going on."

Qingwei is quite arrogant.

Turning his wrist, marks were formed one by one, and they all fell into the center of Leng Tianxuan's eyebrows.

But Leng Tianxuan's memory has not been erased at all, and it is of no use to her at all.

"..."

how so?

Logically speaking, a human being shouldn't.

Qingwei planned to try again, but Leng Tianxuan had lost his last bit of interest in her.

He didn't want to play with her anymore. Leng Tianxuan's principle was that he would never waste his precious time on boring people.

What's the saying?

It seems that life is too short to enjoy yourself while you can.

It's appropriate for her. Although her life is very long, she still has to enjoy herself in time.

"boring."

Leng Tianxuan used the ink-colored folding fan in his hand to block the mark formed in the air, and the mark disappeared instantly.

"There are no second chances."

For the first time, just think of it as thanking Qingwei for giving her the afterimage of Ying Huaijiu’s soul.

She never likes to take advantage of others and owe others favors.

Evening is best.

Qingwei was obviously irritated by her indifferent attitude.

I feel like my dignity has been challenged.

Although Qingwei saw that Leng Tianxuan might not be a human being, she still felt quite confident in taking action against Leng Tianxuan.

Qing Wei attacked Leng Tianxuan, and Leng Tianxuan opened the folding fan and took all Qing Wei's moves one by one.

A few minutes later.

Qingwei didn't even touch a hair of Leng Tianxuan's hair.

"Just give up. You can't beat me. I don't want to waste time with you."

During the fight, Qing Wei was always on the offensive, while Leng Tianxuan was always on the defensive. Logically speaking, Qing Wei should have the upper hand, but she was unable to take advantage of Leng Tianxuan, which is enough to illustrate Leng Tianxuan's own strength. It's very strong.

She just didn't bother to fight Qing Wei.