"The young master called me to report your whereabouts to him every day." Nuan Nuan looked at her playfully with blinking eyes, and seeing that she didn't react at all, she asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid of the young master, are you really angry with you?" ”

Leng Xin'er squatted down to sort out her clothes, glanced up at her, and asked in a cold voice, "Are you afraid it will be useful?" After speaking, he stopped talking, lowered his head and continued to tidy up, and took out the jewelry box at the bottom of the box and put it away carefully.

Nuan Nuan also stopped talking, looked at the indoor environment with her eyes, looked at this, moved that, and gradually showed a smile on her face, curiosity, "You are really beautiful here, I only know now, why does the young master like pink things so much, the answer is here." ”

"......" didn't wait for Leng Xin'er to speak.

Outside, there was a 'ding......-dong' doorbell ringing.

Leng Xin'er hesitated slightly, hurriedly turned around, pushed Nuan Nuan who was standing stupidly into the bedroom, and whispered, "You rest here for a while, don't come out." ”

didn't give Nuan Nuan a chance to protest, so he forced the bedroom door shut.

The next moment, trying to regain his composure, he walked over and opened the door.

An incomparably handsome face appeared in front of her, and at the same time, a pair of bright eyes as bright as cold stars suddenly hit her pupils, Leng Xin'er hurriedly avoided her gaze, hiding the panic in her heart, and the smile slowly faded under her eyes, "Hi, Sijue, it's you, how are you doing?" …… Please come in. ”

Mo Sijue was full of anxiety, and the moment he saw her, he immediately relieved it, and looked at her scrutinically, until the two of them came in and sat on the sofa, and his eyes never left her for half a minute.

Leng Xin'er was uncomfortable under the gaze, deliberately broke the embarrassing situation, stood up with a smile, walked to the open kitchen, and asked softly, "Is it okay to drink coffee?" ”

"It's good, thank you." Mo Sijue retracted his eyes, glanced inside the room, found the suitcase on the side, and asked in a deep voice, "You've been there for so long, Maldives, is it fun?" ”

"It's fun." Leng Xin'er deliberately pretended to be very relaxed, and turned around and smiled at him.

"Oh, that's good." Yan Lie whispered, looking at her, as if she was thinner than when she left, thinking that during this time, she was with Yan Lie, and I didn't know what happened between them, my heart was full of vinegar.

Clearing his throat, he coughed dryly, tried to get rid of the sour taste in his heart, took the cup she handed over, took a sip, and suddenly felt that the buds on his tongue were slightly sweet, and his brows frowned, "What coffee?" ”

"Nestle instant, three-in-one."

"Oh, it doesn't taste good."

Zhilu said that he had always drunk freshly cooked food and didn't like to add sugar, so Leng Xin'er looked at him apologetically and smiled, "I only have this here, I'm really sorry!" ”

Mo Sijue waved his hand, put down the cup in his hand, and asked thoughtfully, "Are you cured?" ”

"Sick?"

"When Ken came back, he said you were sick, so you stayed in the Maldives first, didn't you?"

"......" Leng Xin'er's face was paralyzed, but she quickly understood, and when she saw him staring at her, she smiled stiffly, "Ah, I didn't want to say it, it turns out that you already know the truth." ”……