"Boyfriend? I haven't thought about it. Why, do you want to introduce me to one?"
Luo Wenyuan stared at the dimples on Qingshan's face and really wanted to poke them with his fingers - they all had the same skin and flesh, why did some people have two dimples on their faces when they smiled, and still look so cute?
"There have to be standards for introductions. What kind of person are you looking for?"
Qingshan had already treated the wound on his forehead and was about to use his spiritual power to heal the wound on his eyelid. His fingers brushed across Luo Wenyuan's eye sockets, causing someone to feel distracted again.
"Standard... hehe..."
Luo Wenyuan was so anxious:
Haha, what the hell? The answer is right in front of you. I am the standard! Choose me, choose me!
Qingshan was treating Luo Wenyuan's wound while talking to him. She looked nonchalant, but she was actually pretending to be calm. How could she not know Luo Wenyuan's intentions?
Qingshan was not destined to be affected by Huagai, and she had no intention of becoming a nun in this world. When she met someone who made her heart beat, Qingshan did not want to go against her heart and play the guessing game of "he likes me, he doesn't like me" in a coy manner.
She also realized that her attitude towards Luo Wenyuan was different from that towards others, and she had a special kind of indulgence towards him. Moreover, Luo Wenyuan was a rare top-notch person in terms of both appearance and strength. If he was also interested in her, they could try to get along with each other.
"There aren't many criteria. The most important thing is that we can get along well and have the same values."
Luo Wenyuan nodded quickly: "In line with it! Your three views are my three views. I will listen to you. We are completely consistent!"
"Hmm, what else?"
Qingshan spoke, but his movements did not stop, gently brushing his cheekbone:
"He has to be handsome, have a good figure, and most importantly, young!"
When Luo Wenyuan heard the first two sentences, his mouth was grinning from ear to ear with pride, but when he heard the last sentence, his face immediately fell. The contrast between the two sentences was so sharp that it was as if he had changed his face.
"Young...how young?"
Qingshan's eyelashes drooped, hiding the smile in his eyes.
"I'm only fifteen this year. He can't be much older than me. At the very least, he has to be about the same age as my college classmates..."
Luo Wenyuan became anxious and protested with a frown:
"Haven't you heard that men become more attractive as they get older? Your college classmates are only in their early twenties at most, they're all young boys who can't even take care of themselves. How can they take care of you? Can they make you happy? You...you can't be interested in one of them, right?"
When Luo Wenyuan thought of this, his face changed: This little bastard looks so attractive, who knows if there is someone who is so persistent that he will catch her eye!
What should I do if this is true? Should I take her away from me?
When Luo Wenyuan thought of someone holding Qingshan in his arms, he became so angry that he even wanted to kill someone.
It's said that women's IQs drop after falling in love, but the same is true for men. Luo Wenyuan never thought that with his strict defense of Qingshan, which student could take advantage of the loophole? Who would dare?
Qingshan saw Luo Wenyuan's face was full of green clouds, and knew that he was making up stories again. He chuckled softly, and his face had a suspicious blush.
"Hmm? Why are you asking that?"
Luo Wenyuan couldn't bear it any longer, so he put his arms around Qingshan's waist and pressed her against his chest, and the two of them were close together.
"You...I...! Don't look for them, they're not as good as me. I...I'm twenty-five, ten years older than you, not too...old, right? How about...how about...you consider me?"
Qingshan let his big hand put on her waist and hugged her. She reached out one hand to hug his neck, and the other hand touched his biceps near his shoulder blade, and smiled sweetly at Luo Wenyuan.
Luo Wenyuan was holding the soft and fragrant beauty in his arms, and was bewitched by the beauty's sweet laughter. He had no memory of the loss he had suffered at Qingshan's hands. He was just enjoying himself when he suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder acupoints. His two arms dropped at a speed of 9.8 meters per second, clanging on both sides of his body.
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