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"Then you are not blind? Are you asking knowingly?"

Luo Qing stood up, just about to touch the silver mask.

Ling Yufeng leaned back, raised his hand and grabbed Luo Qing's forearm, "Luo Qing, I've already taken off my hat."

"So instead of covering it with a hat, you put on a mask?" Did you think I wanted the hat?Luo Qing didn't understand why she was wearing a mask.

"Ah."

The usual answer came again, indeed, without looking at the face, Luo Qing also knew that the mask was a real person.

"Then when will you take off this mask?"

The face in front of me, talking too much makes people angry, and looking at it without talking makes me angry, why can I just say "um".

"No pick."

In order to reassure Luo Qing, Ling Yufeng tried to pick at the edge of the mask with his fingertips, "Once this mask is on, it can't be taken off."

He was telling the truth.

Luo Qing: This, and this kind of mask?

"Who made such a terrifying thing?" Luo Qing stuck out her tongue, just came out of the bathroom, her hair was still dripping.

Ling Yufeng didn't speak, picked it up, Luo Qing put the towel on the back of the sofa, and covered Luo Qing's head.

Luo Qing took advantage of the situation and sat back on the sofa, raised her head, obediently waiting for someone to brush her hair.He remembered these big warm hands.

"Hair is still dripping water." Ling Yufeng pressed his hand up, through the towel, just touched it, but let go.

Last time, he still quietly used his demon power, faster than blowing a hair dryer, and helped Luo Qing warm and dry her hair in a short while.

Now it is impossible to do it, he whispered, "Wipe it clean yourself."

Luo Qing watched Ling Yufeng stand up and went to the window, feeling a little puzzled.

He casually put the towel around his neck and walked over.

The midsummer morning light was shining on the window sill, Ling Yufeng stood in front of the coffee grinder, shook it a few times, and the sound of grinding coffee beans broke the silence.

Ling Yufeng is brewing coffee.

A pair of big hands with well-defined bones, covered with filter paper, filled the coffee powder with a small wooden spoon, nimbly and nimbly, without unnecessary movements.

Waiting for the water in the long-mouthed iron pot to boil, Ling Yufeng held the black iron pot high, and the boiling hot water poured down slowly, and the rich and mellow aroma of coffee had already filled the room.

Waiting for the black liquid of coffee to fill the coffee pot drop by drop, Ling Yufeng scalded the coffee cup again with boiling water.

Only then did he push a small coffee cup no bigger than a fist to Luo Qing who was next to him.

Obviously all movements are smooth and smooth, but in Luo Qing's eyes, it always feels more natural for this small coffee cup to be heated in the palm of the demon king.Why boil water.

Luo Qing picked up the black coffee, took a sip, frowned heavily, and was so bitter that she was about to faint.Just about to put it down, Ling Yufeng picked it up.

Without saying anything, he took a piece of brown sugar cube from a wooden box next to him and gently threw it into the black coffee.

On the sunny window sill, the candy cubes in the black coffee reflected the amber color, stirred by Ling Yufeng, they became smaller little by little, but stubbornly refused to melt.

"You are really patient, you don't need demon power."

"Yes. No need." Ling Yufeng said in a deep voice.

He omitted a word, it should be "can't be used".

Luo Qing waited by the side until the agate-like candy was stirred by Ling Yufeng.

He picked up the coffee again and handed it to Luo Qing.

"Yeah, sweet. Delicious." Luo Qing took two small sips, and seeing that the small cup of coffee was about to bottom out, he raised his eyes and asked, "Don't you want to try it?"

"I don't like sweet ones." Luo Qing's coffee cup was pushed back.

"Oh. Then what do you like?" Luo Qing was surprised, and asked a little cautiously.Pushed back, really just because he doesn't like sweet coffee, or the sweet coffee he's had, he doesn't know.

He only remembered that in the bun shop, he clearly knew that Ling Yufeng had drunk that bowl of rice soup.He still naturally and generously picked up the spoon and delivered it to his mouth.

Now, a cup of coffee was pushed back, and the corner of Luo Qing's mouth that had sipped the sweet coffee also dropped.

"I like bitter ones." Ling Yufeng's voice was flat.

"What's so good about bitter coffee?" Luo Qing deliberately asked provocatively.

Ling Yufeng poured himself another cup from the coffee pot.

Sure enough, there was no sugar or milk, so I took a sip of black coffee, my Adam's apple slipped, and I swallowed it.

"There is a taste of bitterness and sweetness, and it is sweet when swallowed." Ling Yufeng's voice was so soft that it was hard to catch.

"Really? Then I'll try again?"

"Well. I'll pour you another glass."

"Don't be so troublesome."

As he said that, Luo Qing held Ling Yufeng's wrist and was about to take a sip from Ling Yufeng's cup. In an instant, he felt that his wrist holding the cup was exerting force, which was the force of resistance.

The force on the wrist is great, but it doesn't seem to be demon power, no, the wrist is very hot.

Luo Qing raised her eyes and looked at Ling Yufeng, biting her lower lip with her white teeth, her eyes were trying to challenge: Since you made a foul, don't blame me.

He only tapped lightly, and Ling Yufeng's wrist was frozen securely.

Luo Qing was proud, he held this fixed wrist, which happened to be the direction where Ling Yufeng was holding his right hand, and took a sip at the place where Ling Yufeng had just drank.

"It's obviously bitter." Luo Qing's bitter face was full of laughter.

"Luo Qing, you did it on purpose. You made a foul. Monster power is forbidden in this room." Ling Yufeng looked at Luo Qing who was arrogant and wanted to raise his tail. Although he lost the contest, he won the aura and was still domineering.

Luo Qing raised the corners of her eyes, a little aggrieved, and even more provocative, "Actually, you also used your demon power just now. It's just that your skills are not as good as others."

"Hmm." Ling Yufeng did use his demonic power, and he used all of his demonic power, but he was still determined not to compete with him.

He added in a yin and yang tone, "So, you are great." It was obviously the way of praising children, which was very fake.

"Luo Qing, the coffee is finished. You should go back early. I'll see you off."

Such an obvious eviction order was spoken out, but Luo Qing did not move at all.

Because he saw a change in the alluring masked face in front of him.

Luo Qing turned her face to the side, raised her head, restrained all expressions, and kept staring at Ling Yufeng's face.

"What are you looking at? Is there something on my face?" Ling Yufeng drank the coffee in his hand.

The mask you put on yourself just now, you said there is nothing!

But Luo Qing shook her head obediently.

"You are lying with your eyes staring." Ling Yufeng grinned at the corner of his mouth, trying to make fun of him, "I wear a mask on my face."

"Then you're not blind-eyed? Are you asking the question knowingly?" Luo Qing tried her best to quibble, her eyes crooked with a smile.

Naturally, there was nothing funny, he was just covering up his shock at this time.Because Luo Qing really couldn't take his eyes off Ling Yufeng's face because he noticed that the black hair on Ling Yufeng's forehead was turning white.

One, two, although only three were found, but the snow-white and hard silver hair stood in Ling Yufeng's thick black hair, which was too obvious.

Luo Qing clearly remembered that after throwing out the demon liver, Xizi's head was instantly covered with gray hair.

He didn't know what happened to Ling Yufeng in front of him, but he knew that he was trying his best to hide himself, avoided him, and even tried his best to drive him away.

What happened to him?Is there something wrong with the demon liver?

But these, as an ordinary person, he only knows the knowledge about the human liver in the textbooks of the university's medical department.

Liver problems, mostly alcohol intake.

However, a demon.

Obviously this demon only drank a few mouthfuls of bitter coffee.put on a mask...

It must be this cold mask!Luo Qing wanted to take it off and have a look.

From the first time he saw this mask, he had the urge to take it off. It was an indescribable urge from the bottom of his heart, and he just restrained it all the time.

At this moment, he really wanted to see what this coquettish and noble mask was.

Perhaps, what he wanted to see was not the mask, but what was hidden under the mask.

Such a familiar ice sculpture technique, such a clear frost crystal surface.

Luo Qing felt that as long as she touched it lightly with her finger, she could easily turn this ice-sculpted silver mask into water, no, it was simply water vapor.

It is said that people with smiling faces are welcome, but in Ling Yufeng's place, there is only indifference.

Facing a pair of curved peach blossom eyes, Ling Yufeng only had a flash of light from the corner of his eye, and he kept staring out the window.

The top floor is a single building, the view from the window is good, but how can it compare with Luo Qing who is next to him.It's just that he doesn't dare to look at it now, and he doesn't dare to look at it more.

Because, if he took a second look, he was afraid that this face would not be able to hold back.The hardened heart will be shaken again.

Ling Yufeng's demonic power was getting weaker and weaker. If he didn't have this mask, he might not even have the demonic power to suppress his heartbeat and hold his breath.

Luo Qing turned sideways, didn't even bother to dodge, and raised her hand facing Ling Yufeng, the silver mask was only a few feet away.

It was too easy. Since he knew he had the ability, it was the first time he was so grateful for his ability. Isn't it just an ice mask.

He remained calm, kept his eyebrows curved, and stretched his hand little by little towards Ling Yufeng's face.

What made Luo Qing feel weird was that Ling Yufeng, who had been avoiding him all the time, stood upright this time.

Dressed in black, he has a resolute demeanor.

The finger that made him reach out almost felt profane and provocative to pick the flowers of Gaoling.

However, it doesn't matter anymore.Luo Qing was determined to give it a try.

After all, there was a very powerful monster in front of him.

He didn't dare to be careless, there was a lightning strike in his hand, so fast that he could hardly see the movement clearly.

Mingming touched the cold mask, and his fingers touched the familiar cold air, thinking that he was about to take off the mask.

With a sound and a sudden surprise, Luo Qing seemed to have been electrocuted and was bounced back by the mask.

Just about to sit on the ground, Ling Yufeng quickly stretched out a hand to grab him.

"Luo Qing, are you okay?" Ling Yufeng asked very concerned.

Luo Qing doesn't believe in evil.

In a flash of inspiration, he borrowed Ling Yufeng's big hand and grasped it tightly.

At the same time, with the other hand, this time he used all his strength to grab the mask.

However, the momentary touch of fingertips and the all-too-familiar cold air bounced him back even more violently.

Luo Qing fell heavily on the knitted carpet, and at the same time, the other person whom he held tightly by the hand also fell down irresistibly following him.

It just landed on him without deflecting.