Chapter 553: Charming
Ning Fu, who had already turned around, stumbled, hurriedly held on to the tree, looked at Yuwen Moxian's crystal eyes angrily and funny, and had to remind him after thinking for a long time: "You hate sleeping with others the most......"
Yuwen Moxian looked at the tree she was holding onto, and when she saw her working so hard, she thought there was some mystery, and expressed a huge sacrifice in a very flat tone: "I am your person, you are also my person, you can sleep." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
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Ning Fu planted again, the flowers and trees were hit by her and the leaves flew down, Yuwen Moxian brushed off the dead leaves on her head, pulled her sleeves, and said, "Go, sleep." ā
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Ning Fu was like a tree and let him hold it, just wanting to say one word.
Do you know that your way of speaking like this concise and concise is like gold?
"I'll sleep on my own." When he arrived at the front yard, Ning Fu stopped and insisted on resolutely refusing to go with him again: "I'm the same as you, I'm really used to sleeping alone, and I can't sleep with one more person." ā
Yuwen Moxian was very insistent: "But you don't want to go back." ā
Ning Fu smiled bitterly.
She knew Yuwen Moxian's stubborn nature, once she insisted on one thing, it was very terrible, seeing that he had to fight with Han Chen at that time, she knew that Yuwen Moxian was impatient and slapped her unconscious and took her to sleep together, and suddenly felt a churning in her stomach, and then there was some colic, and hurriedly said: "You can rest assured, my body is like this now, this night is indispensable for a few frost to follow and wait for the delivery of water, you can't do these things, if you don't take care of me, I will be sick tomorrow, For the sake of my health, please go to sleep. ā
Yuwen Moxian let go of his hand, and Ning Fu took this opportunity to quickly shake off his hand and ran to his room.
The room was dark, and there was no palm light.
I knew it would be like this.
Ning Fu pretended not to know, and walked to the table, ready to pick up the fire fold and burn the wax.
"Pounce."
Unsurprisingly, a distant breath blew gently, and the freshly ignited wax was immediately extinguished.
Ning Fu continued to pretend to be unconscious, and muttered casually: "I don't know where everyone has gone." ā
"I'm here."
Ning Fu shook in shock, the fire fold in his hand almost burned himself, and looked in the direction of the voice in horror: "Frost Rong? ā
"It's me." Frost replied, the voice still near the door.
Ning Fu felt so weird, first of all, shouldn't the person from the Lin family who was sent in be in her room now? Moreover, if this matter has really been solved by Zhou Fan and a few others, it is impossible not to turn on the lights in the house.
But even if it is weird, it is not too weird, under the influence of alcohol, many things feel that even if it is abnormal, it is relatively normal, even though Ning Fu is usually absolutely alert, but there are his own people everywhere, and there are also the courtyards where Yuwen Moxian and Qin Yan are, subconsciously I didn't feel that any killing machine could appear in my room, and the first thing I thought about was about the descendant of the Lin family who was sent by Lin Jingzhi.
I didn't think much about it because I didn't hold the lamp, and asked again: "Zhou Fan, have they rested?" ā
"Stopped." Frost Rong's voice was a little silly, and said, "If only it hadn't stopped." ā
"What are you talking about?"
"Oh, no." Shuangrong said: "Girl, it's time to rest, don't hold the lamp." ā
Ning Fu was silent, thinking to himself that he was like this, shouldn't Shuangrong take the initiative to help her bathe and smoke her hair? She originally meant this, but Shuang Rong didn't mention it, she was afraid that she would be tired and tired, and Shuang Rong didn't mention it, but she didn't want to make this request. So he said, "Prepare a little hot water, and I'll wash up." ā
"Hot water is ready, it's in the compartment." Frost Rong's tone seemed to be in a hurry, and he rushed to say.
"Huh? Oh. Ning Fu blinked, thought about it and felt that he didn't have anything else to ask for, so he asked, "Before I came back, what happened in our courtyard?" ā
"Yes! There is movement, but the movement is gone before it reaches our boundary, I don't know if anyone is looking for the wrong place, anyway. Frost said.
I see.
Ning Fu understood.
No wonder.
I don't know where the sedan chair was sent.
"Do you know who handled this?" Ning Fu asked again, Zhou Fan put people in at that time, so it must not be Zhou Fan who sent people away, and Yuwen Moxian has been with her all the time, could it be Qin Yan?
Qin Yan is so good?
Did he have another purpose?
"Ahh The girl said this, I just remembered, I stayed here and waited for the girl to never inquire, I will hurry up and ask to understand, girl, you rest first, I will go to find out! As if he had just remembered, Shuang Rong immediately opened the door, and Ning Fu only had time to see a figure rushing out and then disappeared, and he didn't have time to call people at all.
In the darkness, she froze at the eyebrow, and seeing that there seemed to be a small crack in the door, she walked over to bolt it.
Walking to the door and holding on to the door, Ning Fu just touched the deadbolt and stopped.
Then she smiled.
Her smile sank in the half moon shadow and half darkness in front of the door, quiet and elegant, the eyebrows of the distant mountains raised a smooth arc, looking with a little strange smile, the moonlight slanted over, and the smile bloomed clearly and brightly in the moonlight.
Her hand was on the side of the door, and she did not leave immediately, leaning on the door idly, and suddenly wanted to quietly experience the mystery of this moment that was kept in the dark, and only she could feel a momentary and fleeting ...... Enjoy.
In this joy, she can even take the time to think - alcohol is really an exaggeration to expand people's senses, if she is not drunk now, will this joy become a sorrow?
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When Lin Jingzhi returned to his courtyard, he was already relieved, beautiful, and hopeful.
After letting the people go to rest, he leaned on the door frame, but stopped.
Turning around, he looked at the moon in the sky.
Very good month, just shining on the people.
After tonight, their Lin family will no longer have any restraints and scruples.
All the troubles, tonight, will never be again.
He turned around and pushed the door in as his lips smiled.
Only a light candle burned outside, and the inner room behind the screen was dark.
Thinking of tonight's events, although tomorrow is another beginning, but when he arrived in his room, he finally unloaded all the burdens, and after unloading, he felt very tired, he gently walked to the bed, and did not look at his wife, who had fallen asleep in the bed, and gently closed his eyes and stretched out his arms with his back to the past.
However, there was no movement for half a day.
His wife has always slept very lightly, so she heard the movement early on weekdays, so even if she was tired and in the mood to talk for the past two days, she had not been exempt from serving him to change her clothes for many years.
He frowned.
Vaguely, he suddenly smelled a familiar and refreshing aroma that people who had taken a bath and didn't think of it for a while, intertwined with the agarwood in the incense burner, and there was an ambiguous and charming afterglow in the air.