Kiyokawa Danso

Chapter 493 Stunning
Lan Qingchuan would not easily accept his sarcasm, the tip of her nose was surrounded by a strong smell of herbs, she tilted her head inward, and said in a low voice, "I thought, after that time, I would never see you again."

"You are really naive, third master's baby Chuli, so you can hide, but there are always people who will not let you go, you really think you can hide." He finally tore his face, and his tone was not kind.

He purely vented his dissatisfaction and anger to her, Lan Qingchuan had a headache and didn't want to say anything more.

Gong Shu let out a snort, stepped over the screen, and walked out.

Lan Qingchuan watched his back silently until the sound of his knee touching the ground came from outside the screen.Gong Shu's voice came from over there, very honest, like a cat that has seen a tiger and consciously retracts its paws.

After so many days, she heard Gong Chiruo's voice again.He chuckled in a low voice, in a slow tone, with a low-pitched and cold smokey voice, and ruthlessly punished the mixed-breed cat.

"You are quite courageous. I didn't know you had such a sharp mouth before."

With a "slap", Gong Shu honestly slapped herself, and then said, "Third Master, I was wrong."

There was a lot of movement, and the dog outside the door barked a few times in fright.

"Go out, don't come in again." Gong Chiruo's figure gradually passed through the screen, his footsteps were light and slow, and he ordered as he walked, "I also got rid of the snow outside the door, it's very noisy."

Lan Qingchuan turned his head and saw Gong Chiruo.He was wearing a long gray silk gown with a white undershirt with snow on his neck.This person's skin is very beautiful and very white, it is actually whiter than the exquisite inner clothing, and the dark eyes and eyebrows are thick and gorgeous, with a somewhat unnatural morbidity.

He walked to a set of red sandalwood square tables behind the screen, and stopped coming. He glanced at the waitress, and she put down the small box for rubbing medicine, and quietly left.

Lan Qingchuan watched him sit down, with a pipe of tobacco held between his slender fingers, and he knocked on the table, making a crisp sound.

Seeing this, time flies by, and suddenly he lost his words.

He hooked his lips, thin red and beautiful, and no matter how closely he looked at his facial features, he couldn't pick out any flaws. It was a very beautiful face, but it was too sharp, with some evil spirits that couldn't be concealed.

"If you want to know anything, just ask."

Lan Qingchuan sat up slightly, her voice had just recovered.Still feeling a little depressed, even a little trembling, as if he was afraid of knowing the result he was most afraid of seeing, "How is my uncle?"

He poured himself a cup of tea and said indifferently, "No problem. It should be in Singapore now."

Lan Qingchuan was tense for several days, and finally relaxed at the moment when he got the answer.She breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Why did you do this?"

He glanced at her with a half-smile, a pair of gray eyes, not more or less emotional like ordinary people, and no more scheming than other people hiding in them, they are really like dead ashes, supercilious.

"Gong Shu's words are really not pleasing to you, but I punished him not because of this. But if it's not pleasing to the ear, he still said something right. Back then I was tired of the picture you were wearing face, so I let you go." He took a sip, obviously not to his taste, he closed the teacup, put it on the table with a click, and continued, "But I'm willing to let you go, but others won't."

"You said Gong Nanmu, he did this?" Lan Qingchuan shook his head, "I don't believe it. He and Gong Shu have always listened to you the most."

(End of this chapter)