Being stared at by Fu min, Ji qinglin looked away in embarrassment. He didn't look into Fu min's eyes, and a faint blush gradually appeared on his fair cheeks.
"Why are you staring at me like that?"
The young man's voice had a hint of gentleness as he mumbled. He seemed to be acting coquettishly.
Fu Shang's eyelids twitched.
This person ...
Ji qinglin raised his hand and coughed. I heard that the devil Qi Chen has locked up young Palace master Gu, so I came to save you.
"I don't know young master Ji, why would you risk your life to save me?" Fu Shang continued.
It was still the same sentence.
She looked like she was going to get to the bottom of it.
Ji qinglin said seriously.
"Everyone has the right to kill demon Qi Chen. If the young Palace master falls into his hands, he will definitely be in trouble. I will naturally save him."
Fu Shang was speechless.
She believed his lies.
Could this person's eyes be any more arrogant?