Although the feeling at that time is completely different from the feeling now, I read Zero Point.org, but what does this matter?

Situ Mingri couldn't help but laugh at himself. When did he start to be carefree for a lifetime, and he, as free and elegant as the wind, begin to become such a sentimental person?

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Duanmu was a little dull after listening to Situ Mingri's explanation that he didn't count the answer. To be precise, he felt a little embarrassed. His reaction just now seemed to have passed. This... it's really embarrassing.

"Even if it's not poison, it's not something that a gentleman uses such despicable means."

No one present thought Duanmu had something to worry about, but he seemed to care a lot, just looking for a way out for himself. Maybe he felt that the reaction just now was not suitable for his identity.

"If you want to be despicable, compared to Brother Duanmu, I am ashamed of myself." Situ Mingri raised his eyes and smiled implicitly and said, "I think Brother Duanmu, you should know better than me about this."

Yes, Duanmu and Baili Wushuang are all the same people. Both of them are scheming plotters, otherwise they would not have come together, otherwise Baili Wushuang would not have used him, otherwise they would not have planned a series of flawless things such as the childhood Gu, the fake queen incident, and the siege of Leng Wang.

"Hmph, what can you do to me?" Duanmu didn't deny it. He seemed very proud when he thought of the things he did.

"Brother Duanmu is right. I will naturally not take some small things to heart. After all, if a dog bites me, I can't bite the dog, right?"

Situ Mingri said with a smile, his casual attitude fully interpreting his elegant posture.

"you..."

"Haha..." Ye Feng's bold laughter came, "Young Master Situ is right. As a person, you can't argue with dogs."

Ye Yimu smiled knowingly and didn't say anything, but she raised her hand and gave a thumbs up to the direction of the little white face. The meaning was obvious: a good person is worthy of being a little white face.

Leng Zitian also raised an indescribable amplitude at the corner of his mouth. Maybe he didn't expect Situ Mingri to have such a function? Or maybe it was because Ye Yimu smiled complacently. Then Youran raised the teacup and drank a small sip.

"Now I can say, what are you and that person's idea in the middle of the night?" Situ Mingri was still as casual as usual, but his tone sounded a little more gunpowder. However, the topic was finally on the right track.

"Haha, I'm afraid of knowing it? I won't say it, although it's too late even if you know it."

Thinking of Baili Wushuang's gentle and calm face, the face of the knife hidden in his smile, the warm and bright but dull eyes, and Duanmu was afraid of his ordinary but fierce and vicious means, so he would not say anything, otherwise the ending would be more miserable than the ending that fell on Leng Zitian and the others.

However, on the other hand, Duanmu was also happy because he still had such a strong backing as Baili Wushuang. Maybe his life and future can be saved, so he is still glad at this time...

"Give up, I will never say it." Duanmu emphasized again, not sure whether it was to show his sincerity or to reassure himself.

"Oh, by the way, Brother Duanmu, I forgot to tell you something."

Situ Mingri seemed to have not heard Duanmu's words, and he jumped to another topic naturally. His expression was as innocent as if he had forgotten something, and he was nervous.

However, although Situ Mingri did not play according to common sense, it was just that someone wanted to use such a routine...

"What's the matter?" Duanmu naturally answered.
Chapter completed!