Chapter 413

"So, you take me back, are you really just going to play?"

Shiqiao gave a low smile.

But he didn't speak.

She gently lay on Nie qiuhuan's shoulder and gave a look to the driver who looked at her in the rearview mirror.

Frightened by such a sharp look, the driver quickly withdrew his eyes and drove seriously.

Then Shiqiao turned his head again and said softly, "Nie Xiaomei, since I had you, my life has been more refined. So those people are curious about where you are? I'll take you back to satisfy their curiosity... "

The tone of her voice was still casual, obviously perfunctory.

Nie qiuhuan also knew that he could not ask any more questions, so he took out his mobile phone and prepared to pass the time.

Shiqiao fell down on her shoulder and looked at the movements of her hands with a smile.

She suddenly remembered that two days ago, she received the phone call from Rong Yun.

But these two days, Nie Xiaomei didn't seem to notice this

Tut Tut, it is really the same as rongyun said.

Nie Xiaomei is really a fool.

She did not take the initiative to mention this matter, watching Nie qiuhuan play a game, then interested in looking at her, from time to time, remind her which step to take.

The time on the bus just passed.

The driver pulled up at the gate of the poet.

They got out of the car together.

The poet is a wine tycoon in Rongcheng. With excellent wine making techniques, he has a firm foothold in Rongcheng.

When it comes to poets, the first thing people think of is the fragrant wine.

This second, is the only different kind of poet, Shiqiao.

At this time, the sun has quietly risen, sprinkled a golden light, all on the poet garden, the bare tree trunk.

Shiqiao smilingly extended his hand, "Nie Xiaomei, oh no, I should call you to read."

Then she coughed.

Nie qiuhuan could not refuse, so he held her dodging hand directly.

"Come on, read."

Nie qiuhuan can't get rid of it, so she has to light "Oh" and let her lead her.

In front of the poet is a wide road. And on both sides of the road, is a very emotional path.

At this time, Shiqiao specially chose the longest path and led Nie qiuhuan to walk happily.

The sun was shining on them quietly.

When Nie qiuhuan glanced at the woman beside her with her spare light, she would see a bright smile on her face.

She felt that she couldn't move her eyes.

This look of Shiqiao, really like a little princess living in the sun.

However, she knew that there was no light in Shiqiao's heart.

She saw with her own eyes that Shiqiao killed Tang qianyun.

That's a skillful move.

So Shiqiao, she killed a lot of people before.

At the thought of this, Nie qiuhuan felt a chill pressing down on his heart.

"Why, Niannian, how did your hand get cold all of a sudden?"

Nie qiuhuan shook his head, then pulled a little smile, gently opened the topic.

"Joe, I don't know what family you have? Tell me about it. "

At this time, several servants just came to the end of another path.

When I saw Shiqiao, though there was a trace of dislike in his eyes, he still stopped and stood on the side respectfully.

"Miss."

Shiqiao's face is still filled with dazzling smile.

When passing by the servants, he waved, "you are busy with your going."

A few servants started again.

But in the quiet air, suddenly came a very discordant whisper.

It was the servants who were talking.

They have gone far.

Nie qiuhuan couldn't hear what they were talking about, but he could guess about it.

All are saying that Shiqiao brought her such a woman to the poet.

Not waiting for Shiqiao to answer her just that question, Nie qiuhuan then gently pulled down Shiqiao's finger.

"JOJO, you are a poet, isn't it hard?"

After all, the poet is in Rongcheng and is one of the eight families.

But such a noble family, but out of such a strange poetry Qiao.

They all think that Shiqiao is a stain on the poets.

There's nothing dirty about that family.

So, you don't have to think about it.

Poets should be trying their best to get rid of Shiqiao.

Nie qiuhuan's attitude towards Shiqiao has never been better.But at this moment, after understanding Shiqiao's real situation, her heart suddenly floated a little sour.

Eyes suddenly become swollen, full of sour, as if the next second can cry out.

But she still took a deep breath and pressed down the upset in her heart.

Shiqiao turned her head and glanced at her. When she saw the sympathy in her eyes, she lifted her red lips and let out a laugh similar to sarcasm.

"Poor Nie Meiren, I feel sorry for you? But I'm living well now. Is your virgin heart too much? "

Nie qiuhuan opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Shiqiao had never spoken so sharply at her.

She suddenly felt a little sad.

He lowered his head and did not answer.

Shiqiao, however, was smiling at this time.

She gently slipped the back of Nie qiuhuan's hand, and spoke in a tone of light and soft, but with a trace of weird and gloomy.

"Oh, Nie, I'm not Rong Yun. Don't look so pitiful in front of me. Because the more pitiful I see you, the more I can't bear to bully you

She touched the back of her hand, suddenly became very cold, as if bitten by caterpillars, a kind of penetrating pain.

Nie qiuhuan had some regrets for a while, so she shouldn't have come to the poetry house with Shiqiao.

But now that we have come, we can't escape.

He took out his hand and gently opened his mouth. "Joe, I told you before that too many things are not good to hold in the heart, you will suffocate."

She slowly raised her head, on the pair of Shiqiao does not contain a smile of pupil.

Hesitated for a moment, or showed a soft smile.

"So JOJO, since you like me so much, I can like you a little bit."

She winked at Shiqiao again.

"Since we like each other, and you seem to know all my secrets, you should share some of your secrets with me, too?"

Shiqiao stares at her and doesn't speak.

But that pair of cold eyes, but gradually floating on the hot temperature.

After a long time, she just sneered, and found Nie qiuhuan's hand and held it tightly.

However, the tone of mouth is no longer just the gentle danger, but more than a trace of rare waxy soft.

"Nie Xiaomei, I find that I like you more and more."

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