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Even in that situation, she was still able to show that composure and vitality.

At such a young age, he should have been loved in the boudoir.

"Your words, it's too much." Luo Jiu replied to Qiao Yun lightly.

"If you want to know, you can go see for yourself."

"You're not afraid I'll hurt her?" Qiao Yun smiled suddenly.

There was some sadness and helplessness in her expression.

How? Why was he so sure that she wouldn't hurt the woman he loved?

It's really funny, she is still such a gentle and generous person in his mind.

Luo Jiu heard her laughter, and his eyes swept towards her lightly.

In the end, they are people who have been together for a long time, and just by a glance, they know each other's thoughts.

"You don't have that skill yet!" Luo Jiu sneered and spoke.

After years of getting along, how could he not know what kind of person this Qiao Yun is.

"If you want to know, go see for yourself."

After Luo Jiu said this sentence with an indifferent expression, he calmly walked away.

He slammed the door shut.

"Squeak", woke up with a little pale face, and looked in a trance, as if he was still in a dream, Qiao Yun.

Her body trembled violently with the "squeak" of the door shut.

After that, her eyes gradually became attentive, and she slowly leaned down and hugged her knees.

It trembled like a little beast licking its wounds.

It took a long time for her to stand up.

At this time, her expression had calmed down, calmly, almost indifferently, just like Luo Jiu who had just left.

Qiao Yun slowly walked to a bronze mirror, intending to comb her makeup.

In the bronze mirror, the reflection of a beautiful woman appeared.

There is a gorgeous peach blossom on the full and white forehead, blooming bewitchingly.

The corners of her eyes curled slightly, and the corners of her red lips slowly unfolded.

The small red tear mole under the corner of the left eye is also very distinct.

Qiao Yun is a woman who catches people's hearts, she is very beautiful.

It's because it's so beautiful, that's why I care and be proud.

will be reluctant to show his face.

If she can't win everyone's attention, then what does she have to do with such a face?

Qiao Yun came down from upstairs, and when many diners saw her, they showed or amazed, or lewd, or admiring and admiring eyes, and she didn't care about them.

The slender eyebrows frowned: I don't know where the girl is? It's really easy for her to find!

Thinking of this, Qiao Yun calmed down, forcibly held back the impatience in her heart, and continued to search.

Back garden.

At this time, Xiao Ji'er was leaning lazily on the railing of the pavilion used to admire the lotus in the summer.

At this time, it is still summer, and there are still some times, and there are only a few sparse lotus leaves in the pool below the pavilion.

And this pool of water is still flowing slowly, with a bit of coldness.

It's not as harmless as it seems.

Tong Ji'er was originally looking down, looking at this pool as if it was very shallow.

However, Qiao Yun's arrival broke her rare quietness.

She looked up and looked calmly at the visitor.

Recently, the wind direction has changed.

Presumably, there are some people who should appear, and it is time for them to appear.

And Qiao Yun naturally saw Xiao Ji'er.

There's no room for her not wanting to see it.

Some people are born to be conspicuous.

Even if she stopped there, it would look very different.

Cool as water.

This is Qiao Yun's first impression of Tong Ji'er.

Warm and moving. The coolness that Tong Ji'er carried on her body was never chilling.

Rather, it is gentle, shallow, and slowly penetrates into people's hearts.

For a while, even Qiao Yun had to admit that this girl was extremely beautiful.

Qiao Yun's heart was complicated towards Yun Ji'er.

At this time, the rain in the pavilion really seemed very harmless.

Her peach blossom eyes flashed with clear light, clear and moving.

"You're looking for me?" Xiao Ji'er looked at Qiao Yun who was gradually coming and spoke lightly.

She stretched out a pair of white and pink hands and rested them on her chin.

"Sister, what are you looking for me for?"

She let out a silver bell-like laugh.

"Don't you think, it's still too early?"

Hearing this, Qiao Yun frowned.

In her heart, she instinctively became wary of Tong Ji'er.

"What do you mean by that?"

"It's not interesting." Tong Ji'er lazily lowered her hands that were originally holding her chin.

She winked at Qiao Yun playfully.

It looks like an innocent little girl, who is coquettish to her sister who loves her.

"Sister."

Qiao Yun was startled, and she didn't know when she had arrived at her side, very close to her.

It's close, it's almost no distance.

Tong Ji'er's weak and boneless hands lightly hugged Qiao Yun's neck.

Qiao Yun wanted to break free, but found that she was weak and weak.

"You...".

Qiao Yun was shocked.

"What do you want?"

"How?" In Qiao Yun's ear, Xiao Ji'er gently repeated this sentence again.

"Sister misunderstood, Ji'er doesn't want to do anything."

She looked very aggrieved, as if she was a little girl who had been misunderstood by the elders in the family.

"Ji'er just wants to tell my sister a good story, Senior Brother Luo Jiu, who is your love?"

At this time, Qiao Yun's consciousness was already a little blurred.

She couldn't tell where she was and where she was.

Up and down, it was like being drunk, so drunk that it was soft, and it seemed to be full of sunshine.

"Luo Jiu, he... Who is the person you like? ”

This seems to be the thing Qiao Yun cares about the most in her life.

Even now, she is already so chaotic, she still subconsciously asked.

Tong Ji'er smiled, laughing wildly.

"Sister, sister told you...".

She was like a coquettish little girl, coquettishly leaning into her sister's ear.

"Luo Jiu, what he likes is me, what he likes is his sister, Tong Ji'er. Just like my sister has always been worried about, Luo Jiu loves me, he has always loved me. ”

There was bewitchment in her voice.

And this Qiao Yun's eyes have become more and more blurred at this time.

"Is it you he who loves?"

Qiao Yun still said it in the end, her voice was a little trembling, with crying and some grievances.

"I knew it, I knew it." She cried.

Crystalline, a series of tears kept falling from between Qiao Yun's eyes.

The teardrop against her tear mole was very moving.

"He lied to me, lied to me. How could he like me? He loved it. It's always been you. ”

Qiao Yun trembled, and her body slowly slid towards the ground.

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