Chapter 420

Just, that pair of eyes in staring at the front, inadvertently revealed a trace of melancholy.

Nie qiuhuan has been unable to meet a living person, at the moment saw the poem Yang, she hesitated for a moment, or hesitated to step forward, toward the man.

She stopped in front of the poem, showing a decent smile.

"Do you know the way to the garden pavilion?"

Poetry Yang's eyes are very deep, like a deep pool. When looking at Nie qiuhuan, Nie qiuhuan's heart is full of thump.

He looked at her with cold eyes.

But only three seconds, he slightly raised the corner of his lips, smile gentle.

However, he did not open his mouth to answer Nie qiuhuan's question. Instead, he sought another topic.

"It's said that Yun Shao just made a lot of noise in the poets in order to find Miss Wen?"

Yunyun, has it spread?

Nie qiuhuan did not hesitate to place his head.

"Master Shi, as you have just heard, I really have a special relationship with Yun Shao."

It's strange that after she said the words "extraordinary relationship", a tiny color flashed through Shiyang's eyes.

Shiyang's eyes narrowed and continued to open his mouth slowly. "Do you know, Miss Wen, that I have a special relationship with Qiao Qiao and she?"

Nie Qiu was surprised with joy and looked at him in surprise.

He said the unusual relationship, refers to brother and sister? Or something else?

She hesitated a little, glanced at him strangely, thought, and chose the most conservative answer.

"Qiao Qiao also mentioned to me that she has a good relationship with you..."

Shiyang chuckled and looked down at her again.

"Miss Wen is lost?"

Nie qiuhuan immediately showed a polite smile.

"In the face of Qiao Qiao, could you please take me out of this place, master Shi?"

Shiyang did not speak.

Action is everything.

Under Nie qiuhuan's surprised eyes, he has already opened his two long legs.

Walk down a path.

Is this to take her out of this place?

Nie qiuhuan a Leng God of Kung Fu, poetry Yang and she fell a long distance.

Bite teeth, or quickly follow up.

The atmosphere was silent.

Nie qiuhuan has never been a talkative person.

Now walking beside Shiyang, she immediately did not know what to say.

After a moment's silence, she pressed her lips and stopped talking.

But after walking for a while, Shiyang started the topic on his own initiative.

"Miss Wen, can you tell me how Joe talks about me?"

"Ah?"

Now it's Nie qiuhuan's turn.

Shiqiao only admitted that she liked Shiyang, but she never talked about him in front of her.

How can I get back to my words now?

She hesitated, and Shiyang opened her mouth in a low voice.

"I asked abruptly. I don't think she wants to talk about me again

There was a desolation in his words.

But Nie qiuhuan's calm heart was once again aroused by his words.

It's not an illusion, is it?

She heard a trace of obvious sadness from her poetry.

Joe, Joe and she, up to now, don't know what kind of emotion there is for poetry. Is that right, Shiyang, also have a kind of inseparable thinking about Qiao Qiao?

But when this idea floated up, Nie qiuhuan himself was scared.

Shiqiao and Shiyang are brothers and sisters in name.

Even if the two of them have their own families, such a noble family of poets, will not allow such a love to happen

Nie qiuhuan suddenly realized a little bit of Shiqiao's situation, and a little bit understood what Shiqiao disguised as today's appearance.

Love that wants to love but can't love.

Nie qiuhuan sighed in his heart.

Knowing that she, as an outsider, should not have said anything about them, she hesitated for a moment and said it softly.

"Master Shi, sometimes it's not a wise choice to ask for trouble. Knowing that it's a dead end, he still steps in without hesitation. This kind of person will hurt people around him sooner or later."

Poetry Yang's face, slowly floating on the deep smile.

"Miss Wen, you seem to know a lot about us. Did Joe tell you all about it

Nie qiuhuan was about to say something when she heard a nervous voice.

"Little fool."

Then, her arm was pulled by a strong force.

She was pressed in her arms by a man in a very domineering position.The smile on his face suddenly became alienated and polite, "Yun Shao."

Rong Yun didn't want to pay attention to him.

The muddy water of the poet is not much cleaner than that of the banyan family.

He didn't want the little fool to fall into the water of the poet again.

But the woman who was held in his arms held up her head and looked at him, shaking her head lightly.

She didn't want him to be rude.

Rong Yun's eyes darkened a minute, along with her words, slowly hummed out a "um" syllable from the throat.

Then, he took Nie qiuhuan and left here.

He has told shichengtian that he will stay for lunch this afternoon.

So, in the middle of his journey, he suddenly thought of it.

Originally holding Nie qiuhuan's action, then changed to hold her hand.

A servant happened to pass by.

The servant bowed respectfully towards them.

"Yun Shao, the master told me to clean up a rest room for you."

"Take us there."

"Yun Shao, Miss Wen, this way, please."

Rong Yun leads Nie qiuhuan and walks for about ten minutes before being led to the door of a bedroom.

The servant opened the door respectfully for them.

Rong Yun took the lead in going in.

Nie qiuhuan gets out of his hand and smiles when he passes the servant.

"Please inform Qiao Qiao and tell her that I will stay with Yun Shao and let her not worry about me."

"Yes."

Nie qiuhuan walked into the door at ease and quietly took the door.

It's just over nine.

But she was really sleepy.

Just outside, she faintly felt a little tired.

This meeting son sees big bed, she does not have the slightest hesitation to lie on.

She closed her eyes heavily.

But I feel a pair of gentle hands, gently take off her clothes.

Then, she was gently picked up by these big warm hands.

She was covered with a warm quilt.

She didn't struggle.

There was a rustling sound of undressing.

Not a minute, Nie qiuhuan then feel the bedside of the side collapsed a corner.

She was wondering when she suddenly had a hand on her waist.

The temperature was so hot that her skin could not help shivering.

Her back bumped into a wide chest.

The man's hand was tightly around her.

Nie qiuhuan's nose tip, suddenly from all directions to the man's body good smell and enchantment of the breath.

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