How to write the words of human nature

In Feng Qingmo's room, Feng Qingmo was relieved of a heavy burden, "Alright, he has left. You should go back and rest. "

"Are you sure we're going?" Qi Yu heaved a sigh of relief and leaned back in her chair. She reached out his hand towards Feng Qingmo, "Aiyo, I was afraid that he would miss it, but I was afraid that if I said it softly, he wouldn't be able to hear me. "Aiyo, my mouth is already dry. Quickly, give me a cup of tea."

Feng Qingmo then poured tea for her and passed it over, smiling: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Are you sure he can hear you?" Qi Yu drank her tea and blinked her long eyelashes, then looked at Feng Qingmo.

"Don't worry." Feng Qingmo smiled, "Martial artists have good hearing. "Besides, if he doesn't hear it clearly, how will he explain it when he goes back?"