A new artist (1)

The moon was bright, and the night wind blew gently, messing up her long hair and Fu jianchen's heart.

"Because I like you! You idiot!" The words that were about to come out of his mouth were crushed and swallowed back into his stomach. He suppressed the love that filled his heart and pretended to be heartless as he spoke coldly.

"Of course it's for my mother. If she really kills you, mo shenbai will make her life a living hell."

Xu Youyou's thick eyelashes fluttered slightly as she heaved a sigh of relief. &Quot; I see ... &Quot;

"Otherwise?" Fu jianchen sneered. &Quot; you don't think that I'll like you so much that I'll give up my life, do you? "

Xu Youyou immediately shook her head. &Quot; I just don't understand. You seem to hate me, but you always appear by my side to help me whenever I'm in trouble. &Quot;