New love Shy: Has the president kissed enough?

Chapter 78 Scared the baby to death

Then a figure of a man came into her eyes. He was tall, tall and slender. When Jiang Qianxun saw his face, he immediately recognized him. Tang Yue, the second son of the richest man in Country Y.

Tang Yue is very famous in the circle of rotten girls in country S. Jiang Qianxun's friend is a rotten girl. She likes Tanmei very much. She even drew a picture of him and a male star. Jiang Qianxun asked her what she wanted after seeing the picture. Who is it, her friend told her, this is Tang Yue, the second son of the Tang family in Country Y.

Tang Yue has a beautiful face in the prosperous age, but unfortunately, he is blind.

Jiang Qianxun also searched his encyclopedia information on the Internet.

Although he looks amazing, in Jiang Qianxun's view, his face is a little more feminine, and the word 'beautiful' is not an exaggeration.

Not as attractive as her uncle's facial features.

Jiang Qianxun was watching him thinking about this, when suddenly his head turned away.

Only a few seconds.

If she didn't know that he was blind, she would really think he saw her.

Jiang Qianxun closed the door and walked to the bed, found a book from the suitcase, and felt sleepy after half of the book was finished.

Then turned off the lights and fell into a deep sleep.

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After twelve o'clock at night, only the curator and Ning Xiaoye were in the funeral home.

After all, the curator was more courageous than the other internal staff, and he felt it was inappropriate to let Ning Xiaoye stay here alone in the middle of the night, so he followed Ning Xiaoye to the morgue.

"Curator, you don't need to come in, just wait at the door."

"Okay." The curator stood against the wall, with a talisman pasted next to his head.

Even so, the curator still felt unreal when he heard various voices coming from inside.

After a burst of crackling, screams and howls suddenly sounded, which seemed extremely strange in the gloomy and quiet funeral parlor.

The curator glanced left and right at both sides of the corridor, his legs shaking uncontrollably.

Ten minutes later, the sound inside completely disappeared, and Ning Xiaoye came out from inside.

"Xiao Ye!" The curator rushed forward to support her, "Your face is frighteningly pale."

"I'm fine, close the door and let's go."

"Okay." The curator glanced inside, saw nothing, locked the door quickly, and went out with Ning Xiaoye.

He didn't dare to ask just now, but he lowered his voice and asked in the courtyard, "Qian Yi sent away?"

"Well, I was unwilling to leave anyway, and sent her away together with a dozen other (her) forcibly."

"A dozen or so?" The curator gasped and patted his heart, "The baby is scared to death."

Ning Xiaoye: "..."

"It's getting late, curator, please go home and rest."

"Okay, but can you still drive? I think you're pretty stupid."

"No problem, good night."

"Good night, drive carefully on the road, Xiao Ye, come back to work tomorrow afternoon, and catch up on sleep in the morning."

"understood."

Ning Xiaoye got into the car, put on his seat belt, drank a few sips of mineral water, and then drove home.

When she drove to the door of the house, she stopped the car, pushed the door open, and walked towards Lu Nanfei not far away.

"What are you doing at my door in the middle of the night?"

Lu Nanfei leaned against the front of his car, his eyes were as cold as water at night, "Your house's moon is rounder than mine's, so I'll come to enjoy the moon, okay?"

What you said is... utterly devoid of logic.

Perhaps aware of this, he actually laughed himself first, "Just kidding, I was just passing by and came down to smoke a cigarette, it was purely a coincidence."

(End of this chapter)