The quick-traveling scumbag is really a heartthrob

Pan Shu glanced at him thoughtfully, then laughed sarcastically: "You are really lucky."

The heart-wrenching pain of betrayal that night surged again.

Di Shijun looked at her expressionlessly, and his trembling fingers revealed a bit of his uneasy emotions, "I'm still alive, I let you down."

"Yeah." Pan Shu nodded indifferently, "I'm quite disappointed."

She turned around and walked to the second floor window to sit down.

She held her chin with her thin hand and looked out the window.

The clear jawline reveals an amazingly fragile beauty.

Di Shijun lowered his eyes complicatedly, but had no intention of leaving. He gritted his teeth and strode forward. As soon as his fingers touched the seat next to her, He Qing took the seat first.

He Qingsong raised his eyebrows lazily: "I'd like to trouble the Emperor to find another seat for you."

Emperor Shijun: "It doesn't matter."

After saying this, he sat down on the chair opposite Pan Shu.

Not long after, there was a commotion under the restaurant. A few seconds later, the owner of the restaurant greeted a man as cold as snow with great respect. The man was dressed in long snow-white clothes. He had a tall and lean figure like a pine tree, with phoenix eyes and thin lips, and his skin was cold and white, as if he had never been there before. Melting snow.

No living thing can come into his eyes.

Pan Shu glanced at him lazily.

Just in time to catch Fuce's eyes glued to her body.

"Master Fuce, this box is nice. It's quiet and no one will disturb you." The restaurant owner Le Diandian opened a box.

Unexpectedly, the man walked straight towards the seat by the window.

"I want to sit here."

He stretched out his slender fingers and pointed at He Qing's position beside Pan Shu.

He Qing glanced at Fuce speechlessly and said in a lazy voice, "Didn't you see anyone here?"

Fu Ce stared straight at Pan Shu.

The cold white jade face is inexplicably stained with emotions and desires, and the ends of the eyes are dotted with bright colors, just like a bewildered demon monk who has fallen into the mortal world.

His tone was stubborn and blunt.

It seems that a child who has been wronged is looking for support from adults.

Pan Shu didn't feel guilty at all. She smiled casually and said, "Sit there."

Fu Ce looked in the direction she pointed and found that it was at the corner of the table between He Qing and Di Shijun. He paused, nodded obediently, and sat down obediently.

Even if you really want to get close to her, you still have to be careful.

The three men were not doing anything else, and their three pairs of eyes were fixed on Pan Shu.

She frowned.

Several people also frowned.

Pan Shu felt funny in her heart.

His face was still indifferent.

He Qing was used to seeing Ban Shu acting gentle and gentle in front of him, but when he was treated so coldly by her, he was the first to lose his temper: "Shu Shu, eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

"Oh."

Pan Shu slowly took a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and the next second, there was a piece of pea yellow in the bowl.

She raised her eyes, and Emperor Shijun looked away awkwardly: "Don't get me wrong, no one likes to eat this stuff, I'm afraid of wasting it."

He Qing lazily took away the piece of pea yellow, and said with a slight curl of the corners of his lips, "She doesn't like to eat this, so it's a waste. The little girl is delicate and will... cry if she eats something she doesn't like."

Emperor Shijun's expression changed: "You are talking nonsense!"

"I haven't liked eating it for a long time." Pan Shu said calmly.

It seems to be saying that she has stopped loving him a long time ago.

Emperor Shijun's face suddenly turned pale.

He said, "I used to like eating so much, but why don't I like it anymore..."

"Huh? Have you started eating already? It seems that I am late."

Mo Dan was dressed in a gorgeous dark red robe, elegant and lazy.

He walked slowly behind Pan Shu, put his slender fingers on Pan Shu's shoulders casually, and glanced at He Qing with a half-smile: "Did your Highness sit in the wrong seat?"

He Qing innocently said: "No, what does the devil mean by this?"

Mo Dan lazily raised his eyelids: "I want this position."

He Qing mocked Wan Lip: "The Demon God has such a big reputation. Do you really think that the whole world is already in the Demon God's bag?"

"Well, it's like picking something out of a bag."

Mo Dan agreed without humility.

Pan Shu said coldly: "You can find a place to sit, or leave."

The smile on the man's lips froze. He gritted his teeth and had no choice but to endure it under He Qing's proud eyes... He couldn't make her unhappy. He finally saw her again and this time he must behave well in front of Shu Shu.

It's best to climb into Shushu's bed.

He can bend and stretch.

Mo Dan smiled, went to get a chair, and squeezed in next to He Qing.

To be honest, it's quite crowded.

He Qing's face didn't look good.

The four tall men who were all walking up were huddled together with their hands and feet aggrieved, which was extremely pitiful.

But asking them to leave is definitely impossible.

joke!

It’s not easy to get so close to Panshu!

At this time, whoever leaves has his brain kicked by a donkey!

"Shu Shu, eat this, it's delicious."

"She doesn't like this."

Mo Dan carefully processed the hairy crab, placed it in front of Ban Shu, and said flatteringly, "Shu Shu, this crab is good."

He Qing raised his eyelids and took a look: "Crabs are cold in nature, so she can't eat them."

He knows Pan Shu's physical condition best.

Mo Dan also knew.

So I could only reluctantly open my mouth: "Then it's better not to eat. Shushu's health is important."

From beginning to end, the girl never even looked at him.

Mo Dan felt extremely uncomfortable.

His heart felt like it was being continuously kneaded and poked, dripping with wet and sweet blood.

"Shu Shu." He Qing called her gently.

Pan Shu raised her eyes, "What's wrong?"

"Don't be picky about food, just eat the carrots."

The little girl poked at the shredded carrots in the jade bowl and said, "I don't like it, I don't want to eat it."

He Qing said helplessly, "That's it."

But Banshu just kept talking. After hesitating for a moment, she slowly ate all the carrot shreds that He Qing gave her. She smiled sweetly at He Qing.

"I'm done eating, Heqing."

"Shushu is amazing."

He Qing reached out and stroked her soft black hair.

The two men's unobtrusive and intimate gesture simply made the other three men present go crazy with jealousy.

Mo Dan snorted coldly, "What kind of crappy food is this? It's so unpalatable."

Fuce didn't move his chopsticks very much, and there was nothing strange on his face. The coldness that was repelling people thousands of miles away slowly melted from the gentle smile on his lips, "How is Shushu's body recovering? Is there anything uncomfortable? ?”

Through the eyes of heaven.

He naturally knew everything that happened to Pan Shu.

Although I suffered some punishment from heaven in the middle.

But it doesn't matter.

Pan Shu shook her head and said in a distant tone, "He Qing is very powerful."

He Qing couldn't help but curl up the corners of her lips, and said softly "Hmm". The dissatisfaction and anger in her eyes slowly dissipated when she said "He Qing is very powerful".

Fu Ce silently clenched the jade chopsticks.

Fingertips turn white.

He pursed his lower lip and glanced at He Qing coldly, "Really? Your Highness has superb medical skills, but don't get carried away."

He Qing played with the delicate wine glass carelessly and immediately replied: "Of course."

"I'm tired."