High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 1630 There is nothing to talk about

Na Lanqin still remembered that his son said yesterday that Lin Zhaoxia could not eat seafood.

Some people are also known to have severe allergies to seafood.

That is really not to touch at all, if you encounter some, you will be unconscious if you encounter some, and if you encounter severe ones, you can directly kill them.

So, this is someone who wanted to directly kill the boy! ?

As soon as such thoughts fell, Nalanqin became a little unsteady: "Someone wants to kill Xiaoxia!?"

Except for Yang Moyan, neither Jiang Yan nor Song Yan could have imagined that Nalanqin could think of something so quickly.

Xiao Yi was secretly surprised.

Song's mother was afraid that Nalan Qin's anger would ruin her health, so she quickly persuaded her: "Ma'am, don't be angry. If you see that the young master is back, then it can prove that young master Lin is definitely fine. Don't worry too much, your health is important."

Nalanqin wanted to say something else, but Yang Moyan walked over, took an orange from the fruit plate that Song Ma had put on the tea table just now, and with his slender fingers, stretched out his hand to peel off the orange skin on it, It was delivered to Nalanqin, "Mom, go back to the room to rest first, and my son will not let this matter go away. If you hurt the person I protect, you will have to pay the price."

His eyes were light, and even his voice had a very light breath.

But it made everyone feel a chill instantly sweeping the whole body by coincidence.

Especially the servant who fell on the ground, with his head down, and his ten fingers propped on the marble floor, which were already deeply bent at this time, and his fingertips were pressed against the extremely smooth and cold ground, a kind of unreasonable fear, Suddenly, it rose straight from the bottom of my heart.

Nalan Qin over there was a little confused about the situation.

Holding a sweet orange peeled by his son, he was still asking, "Can't I listen in here?"

"I'll tell mom all the results as soon as I get the result," Yang Moyan said in a calm voice, raised his hand and peeled another sweet orange, and put it on Nalanqin's palm, his tone somewhat coaxing Meaning: "Okay? Mom will go to rest first, and my son will take care of it here."

Nalan Qin looked at the two sweet tangerines in his palm, and then at his son's handsome face with dignified and indifferent eyes. In the end, he could only compromise.

Otherwise, she also found out, if she doesn't leave, it seems that this matter will not have any results.

So Nalanqin took Song Ma upstairs.

But he didn't forget to tell Yang Moyan Qianqian: "Don't forget to tell me the result."

"understood."

Yang Moyan nodded, and watched Nalanqin go back upstairs, where his figure disappeared.

Only then did he look back, sat on the sofa, looked down at the servant who had fallen on the ground, and said in a flat voice, "Name? Age."

The servant paused and remained silent.

The corner of Jiang Yan's lips twitched.

Song Yan walked over and squatted down directly, with the intention of talking and discussing: "Hey girl, I said let's not do this, what do you have to talk about, right? Let's talk about everything, or just talk about everything Are you all right?"

Unfortunately, the people in front of him seemed unmoved.

This made Song Yan a little embarrassed.

It's hard to say or discuss, is this person still a masochist?Do you have to be tough?
He touched his nose, and was about to persuade her, when a cold voice came from behind, "Let her look up."

(End of this chapter)