Following the path, I turned east and west, and finally came to a small renovated adobe house, the paint of the door had just been refreshed, it was very new, and the door had been rebuilt and renovated, and the whole perimeter of the house had been painted with cement and lime, which was in stark contrast to the exposed adobe house next door.

As you get closer to the house, you can hear the dense and towering bamboo forest behind the house, rustling in the wind, and the chords are pleasant.

The exterior walls of the house have been re-raised and renovated, and there are no oversized trees around it, so there is no possibility of climbing over the wall to enter the courtyard.

This eye-catching design looks very abrupt, just like a city person suddenly walks into the rural life, not accustomed to the simplicity of rural people, wants to decorate, but does not come to an end, casually simple decoration, suddenly very lame, looks more out of place.

"Bing'er, where is this?" Ning Xiangtian asked, looking at the strange house.

Standing at the door smelling the fragrance of his favorite osmanthus flowers, he was thinking about how to open this room next, and when he heard Ning Xiangtian's question, Ning Bing'er turned her head calmly and smiled slightly, it was very simple and very clear.

"This is an older sister's home. After speaking, Ning Bing'er took a deep breath and stepped forward to knock on the door.

"Knock knock" broke the silence of the village with a knock on the door unhurriedly, and Ning Bing'er looked at the door with bated breath, waiting for the door to open.

What kind of things will happen when she walks into this door, Ning Bing'er can't predict it, and she can't imagine it.

She thought that Yuan Xuefei and Liang Jiaqi would be in the house, and she also thought that Scarface would hide inside.

But no matter who it is, no matter if there is anyone who can't be faced, Ning Bing'er must step in, find out, and uncover all the secrets.

The door didn't open for a long, long time, and there was no movement.

"What's the matter, aren't you at home?" Ning Xiangtian took a step forward and approached Ning Bing'er and asked.

Gently raised her hand to help her smooth the bangs on her forehead, and then looked at Ning Bing'er affectionately, every detail, every movement seemed to be caressing and caring.

"Probably. Ning Bing'er said with disappointment in her eyes.

"Then shall we wait a little longer or leave?" Ning Xiangtian asked cautiously.

"Let's go. Ning Bing'er said unwillingly and helplessly, the loss in her eyes made people feel distressed.

After walking a few steps, I saw a man who looked to be about thirty years old, dressed in a fashionable and eye-catching outfit, with a big wave of popular perm, far from the first rural style, familiar and enchanting, and his delicate facial features were still beautiful and three-dimensional, walking slowly.

Watching the woman come over from a distance, a trace of excitement and excitement flashed in Ning Bing'er's heart, fortunately, she didn't fall short, and she didn't run in vain.

"Is that her?" Ning Xiangtian asked disapprovingly when he saw Wang Cuihua for the first time.

After all, he has played a lot with this kind of charming and sexy woman, and he has also experienced the skills of these women, and knows what these women are.

It's just that the woman who came over looked more upright, even if the corners of her eyebrows were eroded by the years, it can still be seen from those facial features that she was also a person with picturesque eyebrows.

"Wang Cuihua!" Ning Bing'er said coldly, with a cold light in her eyes, she quickly put away these presumptuous eyes, and turned to look at her gently and reservedly, waiting for her to approach.

The woman got closer, the confidence and charm between her eyebrows, as well as the charm of time precipitation, when she saw Wang Cuihua's appearance, Ning Xiangtian was a little distracted, this is a different woman, with a different smell on her body.

The taste is like an old glass of wine, mellow and long, and you will get drunk when you take a sip.

"Wang Cuihua?" Ning Xiangtian muttered the name again, a woman whose name and appearance are very different, is it the beauty of her face?

Thirty years old, it is the age of elegance, even if the wind and dust are served, it is still difficult to hide the inadvertent plump beauty of Wang Cuihua.

Which man is so blessed to be able to marry such a stunner as a wife, and he must enjoy her skillful skills.

This is Ning Xiangtian's evaluation of her in his heart after getting closer and closer.

"Sister. Ning Bing'er shouted enthusiastically at the approaching woman obediently and excitedly.

"Lin Yiyi?" Wang Cuihua was surprised and puzzled when she saw Ning Bing'er, but she quickly stepped forward excitedly.

Hearing Wang Cuihua call Ning Bing'er "Lin Yiyi", Ning Xiangtian's eyes widened in surprise, and he looked at Bing'er inexplicably.

And for this title, Ning Bing'er didn't want to explain too much?

"My sister has a good memory, and she still remembers me. Ning Bing'er looked at her innocently and said, the smile on her face was still gentle and well-behaved.

The handsome appearance of a little pink delicacy like a peach blossom, as well as the eyes that showed a cold light, inexplicably gave people a sense of distance, today's outfit looks more beautiful and moving, Wang Cuihua is really a peerless beauty.

"Why didn't Xiao Yi say hello in advance?" Wang Cuihua took Bing'er's hand and patted it lightly.

"Didn't I think about it? I want to see you. Ning Bing'er still looked coquettish, with a shallow smile on her face, and said in a tone full of blame and squeamishness.

Looking at Bing'er's cute little appearance, sincere and sincere, Wang Cuihua's whole heart was fluttering when she heard it.

Every time she met Ning Bing'er, Wang Cuihua couldn't help but show a sweet smile, and the harmless smile of humans and animals instantly shortened the distance between the two, and Ning Bing'er was too smart, well-behaved and sensible, which not only made people feel distressed, but also had an urge to let go.

From the first time I saw Ning Bing'er, I wanted to protect this child, and until now, I still like this child very much, very much.

In Wang Cuihua's eyes, Ning Bing'er is like an ignorant child who is ignorant and ignorant, and those little hands that are cold always make people feel distressed, especially the well-behaved and sensible in her eyes, which involves Wang Cuihua's dead heart.

"Who is this?" Wang Cuihua went over Ning Bing'er all over her body, still so thin, and then glanced at Ning Xiangtian on the side, and asked suspiciously.

Last time, Kang Yi's kind of beautiful man made her want to stop, and this time, although the man in front of her did not have the masculinity of Kang Yi, he also gave people a very comfortable and sunny feeling, like waves on the beach, gentle and kind.

"Oh, sister, I forgot to introduce, this is my brother. Ning Bing'er immediately pulled Ning Xiangtian to introduce.

This is the second time I heard Ning Bing'er say that it was her brother, and the first time was because she wanted to play a harmonious role in front of her father, and forced herself to say it.

This time, it was indeed because of a strange woman, was it perfunctory?

Or does Ning Bing'er regard herself as an elder brother in her heart?

Ning Xiangtian was in a low mood, with a helpless face, and his eyes looked at her resentfully, like a crusade, more like blaming and blaming Ning Bing'er.

What was their ambiguity just now?

Deception or acting?

"Which brother?" Wang Cuihua looked at Ning Bing'er with bad intentions and smiled, her eyebrows raised, and she looked at the young man in front of her with a smile.