Mrs. Ruanmeng is a little ancestor

Chapter 29 The Man with Azure Eyes
An Qianyin looked around, but did not see the photo of Nangong Chenxi.

She held the young man curiously: "Little brother, why is there no posthumous photo here?"

The young man frowned and thought for a while: "I don't know very well, and I'm also very curious. Ordinary people put a posthumous photo at funerals, but he didn't. I guess it's because he just came back from abroad. Who would have thought it would happen?" This kind of thing."

"Little sister, don't always call me little brother, it's too unfamiliar. Although this name is quite to my liking, but I have a name, Ye Chengfeng, you can call me brother Chengfeng." Ye Chengfeng added with a smile.

"Okay, brother Chengfeng, my name is An Qianyin." An Qianyin replied with a smile, but Ye Chengfeng felt that her smile was a little stiff.

An Qianyin told Ye Chengfeng about the tightness in her chest, and then went out to catch her breath.

It turned out that she didn't even have the chance to see him for the last time.

There have been several heavy rains in Weimen in the past few days, resulting in some potholes on the ground, which are full of water.

She still remembers the first time she came to this castle, when she first met him 13 years ago.

That day, the weather was not as gloomy and depressing as it is now.

An Qianyin was lost in memory and didn't notice the car in front of her.

Suddenly, a Lamborghini coming in front passed by this puddle, splashing a high layer of dirty water, all splashing on An Qianyin who was just about to turn around and go back.

Clothes, face, hair all have it.

An Qianyin opened her eyes angrily, and wiped the dirty water off her face.

I saw the car driving away gracefully from in front of me, and then stopped for a while.

The person in the driver's seat poked his head out, looked back with a smirk, and gloated at the embarrassed An Qianyin.

That person has flaxen hair, a pair of blue eyes, like an unfathomable sea, and behind the calm is endless danger.

A handsome face of mixed race, male and female.

But An Qianyin had no desire to appreciate it at all.

She finally resisted the urge to curse, pulled her wet, dirty, smelly clothes and hurried in to find Sister Li to find a place for her to wash.

There were no extra work clothes, so An Qianyin changed back into her own clothes.

She didn't expect to see a dark, rectangular thing after walking for a long time.

It's the coffin, brother Chen Xi's coffin.

The thing seemed to become a black hole, and the endless gravity pushed her forward, sucking away all her senses.

She couldn't hear the coffin bearers telling her to move away, out of the way.

She only felt a burst of icy cold coming from the coffin under her hand, which was so cold to the bone.

It wasn't until someone came to pull An Qianyin that she came back to her senses and looked at the woman with a round face who pulled her.

The round-faced woman made no effort to hide the disdain on her face: "It's not easy to work, just be lazy, and cause trouble, go to the side, didn't you see the master coming?"

An Qianyin ignored the woman's words and kept her eyes on the coffin, watching them push the coffin into a room at the end of the corridor.

"Can't you hear what I'm saying!" The woman looked at An Qianyin as if she didn't exist, and said angrily.

She was about to pull An Qianyin away and teach her not to know what to do, but An Qianyin seemed to be intimidated by her majesty, turned her back to her, and walked forward in a panic.

The round-faced woman laughed mockingly and followed.

I thought it was some kind of powerful character, but it turned out to be so timid.

An Qianyin stretched out her thin and white right hand, pulled off the rubber band, covered her face with soft black hair, inadvertently added a bit of charm, and then suddenly bumped into a broad chest that lingered with a faint smell of wine.

She looked up, looking into blue eyes.

It's him!

Just when An Qianyin was about to get out of his arms, she was restrained by his sudden embrace.

An Qianyin struggled in pain, and when she was about to give him a kick, the man suddenly lowered his face and moved closer to his face, no, to be more precise, he moved closer to his lips!

She was so frightened that she immediately covered her mouth with her hands, but she didn't expect the man's lips to stop at a distance of only one centimeter from the back of her hand, showing a sly smile and looking at her playfully.

(End of this chapter)