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"No, I just like to call my sister, Uncle Nangong, you see Aunt Qiao Mei is not happy, why don't you coax her?" Zhihan is really a big ghost and understands everything.

When Zhihan said this, Nangong Ling noticed that from the time they came in, Qiao Mei, who had always liked to chatter, didn't say a word today.

If it had been before, it would have knocked him down directly, how could he sit so quietly on the side and not say a word.

Nangong Ling felt that there was something strange about this matter.

Problems must be faced and solved.

Lin Xiyue got up and pulled Xiao Zhihan, and the two left the pavilion first, leaving enough space for the two of them to solve the problem.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and strands of hair covered Qiao Mei's sight, she lowered her head, not daring to face Nangong Ling's affectionate eyes.

A soldier, in front of the person he likes, has also become a "soft girl".

Since the last time the two separated in the café, Nangong Ling felt that something was wrong between them. In the past, Qiao Mei would text him day and night, and at night, she would call him, and she would talk about it for an hour or two.

But after that day, he never received a message from the other party, a phone call, I thought that she was busy preparing a birthday party for Qiao's mother, but today, it doesn't seem like it.

"Qiao Mei, now there are only the two of us left here, can we just say something, can you not be bored, you know my character, I don't like to speculate." Nangong Ling, who usually looks at the hippie and has a face, is not very serious, but when it comes to business, he is still serious.

This made Qiao Mei uncomfortable for a while, she slowly raised her head, the mist in her eyes became thicker and thicker, and it seemed to blur her eyes.

When she was about to take it anymore, she hung her head again and continued to be silent, not saying a word.

Seeing that the always eccentric, lively and cheerful person suddenly became so melancholy, Nangong Ling was anxious, he squatted down, stretched out his slender hand and grabbed Qiao Mei's hands, and said a little incoherently: "Qiao Mei, you, what's wrong, don't be like this, okay?" What's the matter, you, tell me. If I don't do something good enough, you tell me directly, I will change, I will definitely change, don't be so bored, you will get sick, say ah......"

After Nangong Ling's words were finished, in fact, even he didn't know what to say, and in a hurry, beads of sweat appeared on his smooth and bright forehead in the cold wind.

Seeing that the other party was anxious and at a loss, Qiao Mei still had a little resentment just now, but it disappeared at the moment, and some just had a strong love for the lovely person in front of her.

She slowly raised her head again, and a teardrop with a faint light rolled down to the ground from the corner of her eye.

He reached out and gently wiped the tears from her eyes, a pair of deep blue eyes, full of love at the moment.

The docking of love and love naturally creates a fierce flame.

Qiao Mei deliberately painted a delicate makeup for her mother's birthday party today, and the tears just now not only did not detract from today's makeup, but added a lot of points.

makes Qiao Mei, who is usually very aggressive, a little more delicate.

Under the silver moonlight, Qiao Mei is like a narcissus out of the water, fresh and elegant, full of femininity, which makes men suddenly have a desire to protect.

Nangong Ling smoothly took Qiao Mei into his arms, leaned over, and accurately grabbed the other party's soft and crystalline lips.

After stirring up the storm, Qiao Mei gasped, and returned to her previous appearance in a second, pointing at Nangong Ling's nose and shouting, "Are you going to murder Miss Ben?" ”

This style of painting changed abruptly, and Nangong Ling didn't know whether he was happy or worried, but just smirked in his head, "This, how dare I?" ”