Nie Yun, who put his arms around Su Wei's shoulders, tightened again, and put his head against Su Wei's head, and said softly, "Don't think about it, because it's not your fault."
"But because saving me hurt the young master who treats me like a sister, I really feel sorry for her. The young master is very kind, watching her heartbreaking, I... and my eldest sister..." Su Wei was a little bit uncontrollable. Staying emotionally, looking at Nie Yun: "By the way, when you pursued the young master, why were you not careful? Why did you let the elder sister find you
Listening to Su Wei’s words, Nie Yun sighed: "Every time I get together with Young Master Yifan, there are many people watching secretly. I know that the old witch sent me to pay attention to my every move, so I don’t care. .Who knows that your eldest sister followed me that early morning, and I mistakenly regarded her as the ones who watched me..."
After speaking, Nie Yunlou tightened Su Wei and comforted her: "Don't blame yourself or worry about me about this matter. I believe your eldest sister will understand it one day.
"That's what I said, but I still feel sorry for it. Especially because I hurt the young master..."
Nie Yun held Su Wei's shoulders sideways, looked at her eyes, and said with a serious face: "Since you are in trouble, then I will return to the young master. Goodbye!"
"Hey"
When Su Wei saw Nie Yun turned and walked, he suddenly collapsed. He stepped forward and took Nie Yun's hand and angrily said, "I just expressed my emotions and didn't let you go back. If you go back, what should I do?"
Nie Yun looked at Su Wei with a smile on his face.
At this time, Su Wei saw Nie Yun smile, and understood that Nie Yun was teasing himself, and couldn't help giving Nie Yun a powder punch: "Damn it, you fucking me..."
"Hey! The gentleman speaks but doesn't move..."
"Huh, I'm not a man, what kind of gentleman are you talking about?"
"Do you have a conscience? In order to save you, I sacrificed my hue to charm people, and offended your eldest sister. Even if you don't reward me, you still beat people. Is there any reason?"
"It's you, what is not good to sacrifice, but to sacrifice hue... Damn, you honestly, have you slept with the young master?"
"Your mother belongs to your dad! Why am I so bad? If you knew you would think so, I should push her to her, and you won't be wronged by you..."
"The young master is so beautiful. There is no man who is not tempted to meet them. Would you not be in the house?" Su Wei grabbed Nie Yun's clothes and said with interest: "Our young master is the best, don't you know? Will you let her go?"
Your mom belongs to your dad! Is it the best product that should be collected
Nie Yun knew what Su Wei was referring to as the best, it was a natural white tiger. I coughed twice at a time, and said depressed: "You female gangster, what is the best? Why don't I know, and I tell you that I and your young master are pure, it is best not to wrong me, otherwise I will You look good."
"Really didn't sleep with her?" Su Wei looked at Nie Yun suspiciously.
"I said you are endless?" Nie Yun started to light up: "I just said it one last time, if I slept with her, I will be a bachelor for the rest of my life!"
Seeing that Nie Yun didn't seem to be telling lies, Su Wei heaved a sigh of relief: "Believe you for the time being. But you have to tell me that you and Young Master stayed in the room for half an hour before leaving. What did you do
Thinking of the scene of lying in the room with Yifan, Nie Yun took a deep breath and looked at Su Wei with deep eyes: "I'm sorry, a secret!"
"What's the secret, can you tell me?" Su Wei grabbed Nie Yun's arm and tossed it back and forth.
"Everything is a secret, how can I tell you." Nie Yun dragged Su Wei towards the cabin.
"Oh, I want to know, you tell me... I promise not to tell anyone... OK?"
"Okay, give me your body tonight, and I'll tell you..."
"Damn it, don't even think about it..."
"Hey, I have sacrificed so much for you, can you comfort my injured young heart?"
"I just got out of freedom. You want me to dedicate myself. Are you still not a human? Besides, this boat is so bumpy, I don't want to do it. I want to dedicate myself to you. At least I want you to give me a romantic place, right? If you know I'm still a virgin, won't you pity me?"
"Your mom belongs to your dad, don't you just dedicate yourself? You have to pick a place..."
"Don't give me life, but because you paid a lot of money to make me free, you will let me sleep in your arms tonight. There is a prerequisite, only kisses, no mess."
"Then what are you waiting for? Go..."
"Damn it, don't you need to be so anxious?"
...
Blood Drab base!
It was late at night, but she hadn't slept yet!
I wanted to cry, but found that I wanted to cry without tears.
She stood in front of the window, silently gazing at the night outside the window. The air was filled with the fragrance of moonlight, and the beating notes, like a dream full of longing and hope, made her bright eyes flash with aura. There is a kind of sentiment that can only be released in this empty and silent environment. It is missing, missing the strange and kind figure, missing every moment that has passed.
Miss, always in this quiet night, holding a light and soft moonlight, floating down in the attic of the soul, permeating every corner of the soul. Perhaps, only on such a night can the longing be so natural.
A person who always misses is sentimental and sentimental. It is in this endless thought that human emotions have been purified and sublimated.
Missing is a kind of innate beauty. It does not require people to deliberately decorate, nor does it need to use the rhythm of the eardrum to create emotions. That kind of beauty, beauty is quiet, beauty is subtle, beauty is rich in heart after thinking.
Some people say that missing is a kind of beautiful loneliness, maybe it is true! When you miss, although there is a little loneliness, that kind of solitude will calm an uneasy heart and appreciate the past of every life. When you are alone, there will be no hustle and bustle of the city, no trivial things that disturb people’s mind. . It's just a person quietly chanting alone, and only when you miss it, loneliness appears so beautiful.
When you miss, people are fragile, and a scene in memory is enough to make you cry.
When you miss, people are moved, and the touch of your heart will turn into a gurgling warm current, filling your blood and pulse.
Thinking of the words he said in his ear before leaving, she made a slight smile fill her face, and whispered to herself: "Thank you, thank you for leaving me a promise."
Turned around, went into the bathroom, took a shower, changed his clothes and left the room.
Yifan, who left the room, faced the assassin guarding outside, and a cold voice sounded: "Notify Madam, let her come to Baixiao Pavilion to find me!"
In a blink of an eye, Baixiaoge!
Young Master Yifan is sitting in the chair of the Supreme Master, sorting out data files.
With a bang, the heavy iron gate opened. Mrs. Xuedala was slowly pushed in while sitting in a wheelchair. Looking at the granddaughter who organizes the files: "Is your heart hurting?"
Yifan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then faced his grandmother: "You asked the judge to pursue me, didn't you make me cut off love! Now your goal has been achieved, let's talk, what do you want me to do? "
Mrs. Xuedala frowned and tried to ask: "Have you figured it out?"
A cold voice came from Yifan's mouth leisurely: "I just want to find something to do now, I don't want to listen to other nonsense!"
"That's fine too!" Mrs. Xuedala took a deep look at Yifan: "Do you remember the bet you made with grandma?"
"Remember!" Yifan replied briefly: "I hated the judge, so I lost!"
"A girl, no matter she is ugly or beautiful, rich or poor, healthy or disabled, hopes to meet her own prince charming in her limited life and talk about a happy love. But you are Yifan, It is the young master of Xuetra, who will be in charge of Xuetra in the future.
You can't have feelings like this, you must be cold and ruthless. But now that you are still young, if one day your grandma leaves and hand over the blood dhara to you who is not yet mature, it will be the bane of the blood dhara. So there is no way, grandma has to let you experience a heart-wrenching relationship, so that you can be ruthless and desperate for men. Of course Grandma Ye knows that this is cruel to you. But grandma can't help it, hope you don't hate grandma! "
Yifan on the chair of the grandmaster gave her grandma a deep glance, and said blankly: "Since I am sensible, I know what my destiny is. But I have always wanted to experience what you don’t let me experience. That's feelings!"
"Now because of the arrival of the judge, I have experienced the feeling that my heart is about to jump out, I have experienced the happiness and sweetness that comes from the bottom of my heart, and I have also experienced heartbreaking, bone marrow pain, and breathlessness. I have experienced this experience. After experiencing it, I also understand that feelings are really addictive poison."
"From now on, your elders can rest assured to hand over the blood tulu into my hands, and I will make the blood tulu the number one organization in the killer world! Get rid of those unwilling people."
Seeing her granddaughter in less than a day, Mrs. Xuedala walked out of the pain of being broken in love. For a while, she was a little unwilling to believe it would be so fast. You have to know that it took several months for you to be less painful, and it will not take a short time to completely get out of the shadows. You are the best example, because you have spent all your life but haven't completely gotten out of it.
"Are you really sure that your mental state has recovered?" Mrs. Xuedala tried to ask.
A cold voice came from Yifan's mouth: "What do you mean? It can be understood that you want me to experience a heart-piercing feeling, right?"
Mrs. Xuetrao smiled bitterly: "Okay, let's not talk about it! I will prepare you for the ceremony of taking over the Xuetrao in two days."
"Mrs. Xie." Yifan continued to organize the files.
Mrs. Xue Tuo Luo frowned Zou, but she left Baixiao Pavilion with Zi Ling without saying much. After coming out, Zi Ling whispered: "Madam, the young master has recovered too quickly, right?"
"I think so too!" Mrs. Xuedala sighed, and then smiled bitterly: "No matter what Ivan thinks in her heart, I believe she can manage Xuedala well! Because she is my granddaughter!"