Candle night tour gl

【Chapter 42】

Not long after Mo Meifang had left, the door was knocked open. Wei Xiang stood at the door with a gloomy face, all the aura of peach blossoms on his face dissipated, leaving only the steep and severe cold.She walked towards Zhu Yan quickly, Qin Fuyao also appeared, and hurriedly followed Wei Xiang, like a little tail.

Opening his eyelids and sniffing between his lips, Wei Xiang heaved a sigh of relief: "It will be fine after a while."

Qin Fuyao only saw her leaning towards Zhu Yan's lips.

Heart sour.

"You said, our second grandma is okay?" Xiaoyu wished she could hug Wei Xiang and kiss her a few times, but she couldn't do so. She raised her hands in front of her chest and made a bow with joy on her face. Wei Xiang glanced at her indifferently , and glanced at Zhu Yan again.

But I met a good girl, I hope you are a lucky person.

He didn't even want to sit down, and didn't even drink the tea that Xiao Yuqin had poured over, pointing at Zhu Yan and said coldly: "Don't frighten her, and don't come out of this room, it's best not to see any strangers, if If there is anything unusual, call me immediately."

"Ah... so scary? Oh good!" Xiaoyu clenched her fists and looked at Zhu Yan, who looked very pale in sleep and lost a lot of weight. After leaving, seeing Amber's hesitation to speak, he paid attention, and hooked his hands at Amber: "Follow me."

The two went out close to each other, Qin Fuyao wanted to follow, but felt that this did not respect the privacy of others, so he suppressed the curiosity and jealousy in his heart, and sat in the inner room obediently, silently.

"Master, Mo Mei has come."

"Momei? Xu Ruoyuan's girl?" She crossed her arms, her eyes were cold, she was afraid of falling into the mud if she dragged on for too long, she got out as soon as possible, took the [-] oceans, and ran away That's it.

Any kind of marriage, any contract, and any kind of staying together are all just to coax ghosts!

She scolded herself so duplicity, and listened intently to Hu Po after she said these things that Mo Mei had done, she pursed her lips slightly, but didn't speak. She also didn't quite understand what Mo Mei was going to do, so she didn't think about it.

Looking at Hu Po's pale face again, she frowned: "Your body is still like this?"

"Yes."

"..." Hu Po's reticence made her feel uncomfortable, so she took her hand, "This matter is over, and I will take you back to Dongshi Mountain."

The cheongsam was ready, the tailor sent a boy to report to Qin's house, and the call blocked the door, after a lot of questioning, the boy was tired as if he was about to fall apart, when the door opened, he met a beautiful girl, it was Qin soaring.

"Miss—" he just opened his mouth, Qin Fuyao recognized him, and said pleasantly, "It's done?"

"Yes, the shopkeeper will bring you the small ones. After you take them, you can go to the small ones."

Qin Fuyao gave the reward in surprise, turned around and went home, the first thing he did was to send it to Wei Xiang to have a look, at home, this person was also ranked first, very close, only recently To be indifferent and alienated to herself, she knew in her heart, and it was not because she was abrupt that day.The third sister-in-law is not such a narrow-minded person.

It's just that she is always suspicious that the third sister-in-law seems to be avoiding something, and occasionally she will show some gentle expressions as usual, but at other times, she will mostly be cold-faced, with a tough tone to herself, as if urging her away, which is really uncomfortable .

If she had been a man, and her mind had never been so delicate, she would have been scarred by her sarcastic remarks, and she would have written some sad new poems to hurt the spring and autumn. Fate is so wonderful, she is a daughter, and she has experienced the contradiction If she was thinking about it, I would paste it on, and when she became gentler and I was influenced, and I could see what she was worried about, then it would be fine.

At this time, she hadn't put her mind on the so-called most beautiful "love", she was just dependent and close.

Wei Xiang was eating pears in syrup, holding a spoon with his head down, drawing circles on the pear pieces, looking lazy, his eyes slightly misty, his little finger raised frivolously, and the red cocoon on it was glamorous.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law!" Qin Fuyao ran over excitedly, never wanting to trip over the threshold, and staggered straight ahead, Wei Xiang was so shocked that he immediately threw away the spoon, turned around and pulled her into his arms , and Qin Fuyao took advantage of the opportunity to rub against her lap.

"..." If you don't help her, she will bump into the corner of the table, and she won't be able to survive if she gets injured.

Wei Xiang found a reason for his situation like this, and immediately felt that it was very reasonable, so he let go, and there was a package between himself and Qin Fuyao, so she frowned and looked down: "What is that?"

This was the first time Wei Xiang talked to her after the quarrel, she was very happy, threw the paper bag on the bed, and tore it fiercely, revealing the fine silk. There is something about making clothes together.

If he knew that he should not agree to her, he gave her a chance to pester her out of thin air.

Annoyed, but the strange thing is that my heart betrayed her, and I am happy!

Shaking her head, she walked over to the bed and threw away the paper bag. They were two cheongsams with lapel collars. The skirts were not short, but they were still indecent clothes at that time. Walking on the street with an umbrella on his waist and an umbrella, he might ask how many Confucian scholars to poke his spine.

She thought wickedly, if Qin Chunxi saw it, she should write a family letter to Qin Guiyan eloquently, and the premise should be that Qin Chunxi really regarded herself as his daughter-in-law.

This book should look like this:

My son is in good health, married a wife with a high moral character, thought of morality is not yet open, the root of popular customs is sluggish, he is close to his father in front of the modern suburb of Beijing, he watches his wife, the customs are corrupt, his stature is enchanting, he is not a thing in the pool, he has a plan for evil, Fascination breeds in the pitch, and love does not arise from thoughts, so quickly break it, so as to imitate the righteous way of idlers who respect morality and cultivate themselves.

After thinking about it for a while, she thought it was funny. Qin Chunxi was a businessman, and he had the sour air of a scholar. She could imagine him stroking his beard and saying seriously that he corrupted morals.

Oh, why did I think of Qin Chunxi, could it be that it's time to go?

While thinking wildly, Qin Fuyao enthusiastically pulled her over, gestured the clothes in front of her and glanced a few times, with a light smile on her lips, forming a refreshing picture, she smiled and said: "Sister-in-law San is so beautiful! I made gestures, and I felt that you must look good in it."

"..." Don't you make a draft of such a compliment?When did you learn the ability to open your eyes and tell nonsense with your mouth?

He smiled lightly, did not answer, took the clothes, opened the closet, there was a huge glass mirror beside the door, very smooth, it was the first time Qin Fuyao saw this, he was even more surprised, and leaned in front of the mirror Looking at Wei Xiang, Wei Xiang gestured in front of him, and said with a wry smile: "It's not suitable to wear this season."

"It's right, it's right, it's right!"

Wei Xiang still shook his head, folded it evenly, put it in the closet, turned over his hand and pulled Qin Fuyao over, stood still in front of the mirror, and said silently: "You look good in it. But you are skinny, eat fatter That's it."

Qin Fuyao burst into tears with excitement.

The author has something to say: the first volume will end soon.

I will not write the last three volumes.

We don't want to write anymore, Andu Glass Heart.