"Who knows her..."
"I don't know him..."
Ning Yinyin and Duanmulu coldly hummed at the same time, and said in unison. After speaking, they gave each other a glance at each other unconvinced.
"Hehe, I don't know how you talk is almost exactly the same." Ning Jinyi chuckled lightly, flashing light across his eyes, as if the two of you were playing.
"She is the one who speaks like me."
"It's him who speaks like me."
"Why do you follow me."
"Why do you follow me."
When the words fell, the two men turned their heads in a cold snort at the same time.
"Hahaha, if you really want to say that you don't know each other, I really don't believe it." Ning Jinyi laughed out loud as she watched the two talk so tacitly.
"Teacher, I'll leave first." Duanmu Lu was instantly flushed by Ning Jinyi's smile, and he was embarrassed to stay. He nodded to Ning Jinyi and walked to Ning Xiyin's side, kick Stepped on it, gave a cold snort from his nostrils, and ran away.
"Smelly woman, you are looking for death." Duanmulu stepped on his foot without a trace, and Ning Xiaoyi jumped up in pain, looking at Duanmulu's back, his face turned dark.
"Xiao Jie, what are you doing here?" As soon as Duanmu Lu left, Ning Jinyi returned to her previous appearance, with a calm face: "It won't be exactly what Duanmu student said, you..."
"Auntie, how could I be like that." Ning Xiaoyan did not wait for Ning Jinyi to finish, and immediately interrupted, his face darker than before, and cursed Duanmulu in his heart: "Smelly girl, don't let me catch me." I want you to look good, or I want you to look good."
"Better not." Ning Jinyi snorted coldly from his nostrils, turned and entered the room, looking at the sleeping person, picked up the suit on the floor and put it on Ling Tianyi before sitting on the sofa quietly. Looking at Ling Tianyi's handsome face.
"Okay, you can go." After Qian Xiaoxing changed his clothes, he shouted to Fu Yi who was standing on the balcony.
At this moment, Fu Yi, who was on the balcony, turned around to look at Qian Xiaoxing. His eyes flashed with surprise, and his lips slightly curled: "Let's go."
"Where to go?" Qian Xiaoxing nodded, followed behind Fu Yi, tilted his head to ask in confusion, "I remember I blew up your villa last time."
It is impossible to complete a villa in a week, but where do they live now, do they really live in a hotel
"You are ashamed to say." Fu Yi looked at Qian Xiaoxing, glared at her, snorted coldly, and left towards the door.
Qian Xiaoxing stuck out his tongue at Fu Yi's back, curled his lips, and murmured dissatisfiedly: "I didn't mean to. Who told you not to plant anything, but plant a rose."
"Well, what are you talking about?" Fu Yi turned his head and looked at Qian Xiaoxing dangerously, as if there was a kind of thing she would dare to say, he would make her look good.
"No, I didn't say anything, let's go quickly." Qian Xiaoxing became stiff, shook his hand smirkingly, trot to the front of Fu Yi, pushed Fu Yi and walked outside.
Fu Yi hooked her lips and held Qian Xiaoxing's hand back, with her fingers interlocking, and slowly walking towards the elevator.
Qian Xiaoxing was taken aback by Fu Yi's sudden movements. He wanted to pull his hand out, but couldn't pull it out. He could only lower his head and blush with a small face, and trot behind Fu Yi.
"Wow, they look so good." In the hospital, the nurses passing by the corridor looked sideways, whispering to each other as they watched the couple interlaced their fingers.
"Yeah, I really want to have such a handsome boyfriend."
Qian Xiaoxing hid himself behind Fu Yi's arm, stretched out his other hand, and pinched Fu Yi.
Fu Yi was in pain, lowered her head slightly, and looked at Xiao Xing who turned the back of her head towards her, whispering and full of magnetism: "What's wrong?"
"Can you let me go." Qian Xiaoxing raised his head, just in opposition to Fu Yi's playful eyes, his face was more ruddy, and his tone was a little bit coquettish.
"Oh, what are you afraid of?" Fu Yi didn't let go of Qian Xiaoxing, but held her tighter, and looked at Qian Xiaoxing jokingly: "Are you afraid of being seen by them? It turns out that the master of the Tomb of Sakura is so timid. "
"Who is timid?" Qian Xiaoxing pursed his mouth and stared at Fu Yi puffingly: "I'm just afraid of being misunderstood by them."
Fu Yi's eyes sank, holding Qian Xiaoxing's hand slowly and hard, his eyes full of anger.
"Hiss." Qian Xiaoxing cried out in pain, frowned and raised his head. His eyes were tearful, and he looked at Fu Yi dissatisfied: "What are you doing, it hurts me."
Fu Yi gradually returned to his senses, looking down at Qian Xiaoxing's big watery eyes, guilt flashed across his eyes: "Sorry, Xiaoxing."
As he said, Fu Yi pulled Qian Xiaoxing's hand in hand and watched carefully, and at this moment they also stepped into the elevator, Fu Yi blew lightly towards Qian Xiaoxing's hand, looking up and staring blankly. Shocked Xiaoxing asked softly: "Does it hurt?"
Because of Fu Yi's apology, Qian Xiaoxing followed Fu Yi in a daze in disbelief, and heard Fu Yi's gentle and considerate question again. His face immediately blushed, lowered his head, and his tone stammered: "No, it doesn't hurt anymore."
Fu Yi released Qian Xiaoxing, leaned against the elevator, put his hands on Qian Xiaoxing's shoulders, and whispered, "Xiaoxing..."
"Huh?" Qian Xiaoxing looked up suspiciously, looking at Fu Yi's profile like a line, for a moment in a daze.
Fu Yi turned his brows, looked at the elevator wall on the other side, and began to mutter for a long time: "Xiaoxing, don't say anything like that anymore."
"Huh? What?"
"I'm afraid they will misunderstand." Fu Yi hugged Qian Xiaoxing tightly in his arms, his voice dull, with warm anger: "That way I will be angry."
Qian Xiaoxing looked at Fu Yi in surprise for a long time, then lowered his head and replied softly: "Oh, I see."
After the words were over, there was silence in the elevator, no one spoke, but the two were unexpectedly harmonious.
Suddenly, the elevator jingled, Qian Xiaoxing did not notice for a moment, and shook for a while, and fell down towards Fu Yi. In an instant, Qian Xiaoxing blushed.
"You don't need to be so anxious if you want to give a hug. If you want Ben Shao to hold you, Ben Shao can still agree." Fu Yi hugged Qian Xiaoxing, her eyes fluttered and her lips curled and smiled.
Qian Xiaoxing blushed, pushed Fu Yi away, and lowered his head: "Who wants you to hold it." After the words fell, the trotter left the hospital.
Looking at Qian Xiaoxing's back, Fu Yi flashed a hunting light in his eyes, curled his lips, and followed Qian Xiaoxing unhurriedly.
Duanmulu ran out of the hospital panting, his face flushed.
"Smelly girl, you stop for me." Behind him, Ning Xiaoyan who came out immediately, watching Duanmu Lu panting, couldn't help screaming.
Duanmulu looked at Ning Shayne, swallowed his saliva, and refused to admit defeat: "If I stand still, there will be ghosts."
When the words were over, Duanmulu turned and ran, and disappeared in front of Ning Xiaoyin's eyes.
"Smelly girl, I run very fast." Ning Xiyin stood where Duanmulu just stood, panting slightly, and stared at the disappearing Duanmulu with a calm face.
Fenghuayuanli
"Madam, Master is back." Ma Li came to the living room and looked at Tessa Yue who was sitting on the sofa watching TV. She bent over and said softly to Tessa Yue.
"What are you talking about? Yi'er brought one..." After listening to Li's mother, Tessa Yue stood up with excitement, looked at the man and woman who walked in the door, and stopped talking.
"This is your home?" Qian Xiaoxing clasped his fingers with Fu Yi, and slowly walked into the room, not knowing that there were other people inside, raising his head and asking suspiciously.
"Well, otherwise, what do you think?" Fu Yi glanced at Tessa Yue, did not make a sound, took Qian Xiaoxing and walked towards the stairs.
"I just feel curious that if you are so rich and live in such a small villa, this place can only be counted as half of my house at most."
Fu Yi twitched his mouth. He lives in a family here. How could it be like yours. People from a gangster group live together.
"The house is too big, don't you think it's too deserted?" Fu Yi raised his eyebrows and said lightly.
"No, there are a lot of people there, playing together, the best thing with me before is Wing, but he..." Qian Xiaoxing said, and lowered his head lonely.
"Well, the matter is over, don't think about it." Fu Yi passed a trace of complexity in his eyes, patted Qian Xiaoxing's head lightly, and spoke softly.
"Yier, who is this?" Tessa Yue listened to Fu Yi's gentle tone, as if seeing a ghost.
"Huh, someone." The sudden voice made Qian Xiaoxing temporarily forget about the death of the left wing. He tilted his head to look in the direction of the living room and let out a surprise.
Tessa Yue is full of black lines. How can she say that she is also an adult standing here, you actually only saw it now.
"Is there anything wrong?" Fu Yi's tone was cold, neither good nor bad, but neither indifferent nor indifferent.