The head guard beside him said, "The madam left with that man."
Qi Chimu still lowered his head and played with the teacup.
If anyone who was familiar with him in his previous life knew, this action represented something he was making.
He suddenly sighed heavily before standing up, "Kill it."
The head guard nodded immediately.
Then he turned away.
And Qi Chimu also got up slowly, his movements were slow and stiff, as if he was carrying a huge boulder on his back.
Sure enough, he was irrational after meeting her.
He couldn't bear the presence of that man.
She would rather die than let other men exist in her heart.
There is one, and he kills one.
Not a single living mouth can be there.
Even if she knew that she hated him so much that she wanted to kill him, it didn't matter.
He took out a handkerchief in his hand, which was the ugly picture of a peony.
It was also he who forced it from her. It was ridiculous. The things that belonged to her in his hands were all stolen by him.
It doesn't matter, Qi Chimu's eyes are as cold as ice in the cold abyss.
He didn't care and continued to grab it.
The big deal, he will die with her in this life.
Bai Weiwei and Naping Lin Qing smiled at each other, pushed and shoved each other, and glared at each other angrily.
The two people's footsteps are getting faster and faster, and they can't wait to dump each other.
It's about the first autograph of your family's life, whoever gets it is the king of die-hard fans.
Ping Linqing suddenly plopped and fell.
Bai Weiwei's eyes lit up immediately, and she rushed forward with a huge burst of power.
Ping Linqing was startled, and immediately followed and followed, but his feet were too soft to catch up two steps and stepped on a rock.
With a plop, the whole person fell directly into the lake.
But he didn't see that there was a sharp dagger behind him, and it was going to pierce his back.
As a result, before the piercing, the man had already fallen into the lake by himself.
The head of the dark guard appeared and looked coldly into the lake.
People haven't come out for so long, they must have frozen to death.
He calmly and quickly put away the dagger, then turned to leave.
And Bai Weiwei saw a patchwork courtyard in front of her, with the door ajar.
The begonia flower that has dropped its leaves is revealed.
She knocked on the door, but no one answered, for fear that Ping Linqing would catch up, she pushed the door and entered.
Because Ping Linqing had already greeted the author in advance and said that he would come to visit today.
Walking through the door, I found the surroundings were eerily silent.
She didn't think much about it, and didn't want to ask the system.
Although she loves Huang Wen, she loves the cute little author who created that Huang Wen.
However, the communication with the system is ridiculed, and it still hurts.
Therefore, Bai Weiwei carried her pink skirt and walked slowly forward. People were romantically surrounded by flowers, and the shadows of flowers were projected on the slender back, with three points of brilliance and seven points of elegance.
She saw the door of the hall in front of the yard open, and thought it was the author who opened the door to invite guests. .
So it's very natural to step in.
Then the footsteps stopped.
A familiar figure in front, slender as bamboo, looked up at the pictures of nuns and monks in the center of the hall with ambiguous pictures, and pictures of young ladies and gardeners.
The faint sunlight shone on him, bringing out a few cool pale whites, as if covered with snow.
Bai Weiwei took a few steps back, her face extremely shocked.
This is really shocking, she roared at the system: "Could it be that Qi Chimu is madly in love with a melon? Damn it, you can't look like a person."
The system was also shocked, "What misunderstanding do you have about the male protagonist, he's just perverted, not obscene, right? That mad lover of a melon was tied up and struggling in the backyard."
Bai Weiwei immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, fortunately, Qi Chimu is not the author."