Ning Ge was worried in her heart, but she didn't see Yun Zhan's narrow gaze, and took Yun Zhan's hand out of Fuyun Tower: "Let's go, let's wait for your father at the door." ”

Let's go and wait for your father at the door.

Such words sounded so affectionate that Yun Zhan's heart was so full of joy that he almost cried.

"Okay. Father will be fine, he is the most powerful man in the world. Yun Zhan Lang said.

The corners of Ning Ge's mouth twitched slightly: "Why don't you look like a son in front of your father, but like a grandson." Will you be resurrected? ”

"I ...... I ......" Yun Zhan's face was flushed, and the cute Ning Ge wanted to pinch it.

"Maybe your father doesn't want to see you compromise with him." Ning Ge looked at Yun Zhan thoughtfully, as if he could read Yun Zhan's thoughts.

Maybe how much he cares about Lin Wuxiang, how much Lin Wuxiang cares about this son.

It's just that they have the same nature and have many scruples in their hearts, so they can't be integrated together.

Since Lin Wuxiang could bear the charge of killing his wife in order to atone for his sins, how could he hate the only child that the woman left him?

Not...... Isn't there a saying that being close to home is more timid?

Maybe it's because this child is too similar to his mother, so Yun Zhan loves and hates it!

The two pulled and pulled to the gate of Yiming Villa, turned into the small alley on the side of the wall, and happened to meet the man dressed in red, fluttering down from the wall. It is settled in front of Ning Ge and Yun Yan.

"So fast?"

Ning Ge looked at Lin Wuxiang incredulously, and didn't care whether men and women were kissed or not, he searched Lin Wuxiang up and down carefully, and after making sure that there were no wounds on his body, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you worried about me?" Lin Wuxiang smiled.

Ning Ge's eyes flashed slightly, but he didn't admit it, and blurted out: "It's just to see if you bring something useful, it turns out that you went there as well as not." ”

After that, he collapsed in front of him.

Lin Wuxiang didn't laugh angrily, but he conjured a red purse from behind his back, and the purse was embroidered with an acacia flower, but it seemed to be a withered posture.

Ning Ge tugged at the corners of her mouth: "Even the purse is red." ”

Lin Wuxiang laughed: "It's just that I came here in Yiming Cloth Village, and I'm not interested in using this thing." ”

Let's say it, Lin Wuxin threw the purse to Ning Ge.

The heavy bag that fell on his hand seemed to be fine sand.

"What is this?"

"See for yourself." Lin Wuxiang's gaze swept to Yun Zhan's hand holding Ning Ge intentionally or unintentionally, but with the effort of his eyes, Yun Zhan let go of the hand holding Ning Ge, subconsciously took two steps back, and hid behind Ning Ge, isolated from Lin Wuxiang's sight.

Lin Wuxiang frowned, his cuffs moved slightly, and the knuckles under the cuffs turned slightly white.

He is a beast of the flood and a bandit leader. Even the only child who is related by blood does not approve of him!

Is......

You deserve it......

A trace of loss flashed in Lin Wuxiang's eyes, it was so fast that it was difficult to capture, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, still at such an evil angle.

"Is it salt?" Ning Ge spread out the purse in his hand and looked at the contents of it, first stunned slightly, and then smiled.

"Satisfied?"

"Nature."

"Then the conditions you promised to be fulfilled can be honored?"

"I don't have to go back to the Beginning of the Day Pavilion today, and it is not impossible for the Beginning of the Day Pavilion to be given to the owner of Lin Zhuang to stay for a day." Ning Ge was in a good mood, with a warm smile, without any scruples, and Lin Wuxiang was dazzled for a while.

It's just that why does he always feel that something is wrong?

By the time he reacted, Ning Ge had already carried the bag of salt into Fuyun Tower, and after whispering a few words in the ear of Yun Ze, who was waiting at the door, he went to Fuyun Tower and never came out.

Lin Wuxiang didn't know what this woman's idea was, but it was obvious that she didn't have anything to do with herself.

"Yu'er, do you like her very much?" Lin Wuxiang suddenly asked the child next to him, although his voice still didn't fluctuate, but he was asking in an inquiring tone.

Yun Zhan was a little flattered, but he couldn't hide the sparkle in his big eyes, nodded heavily, and was afraid that he would not be strong enough, so he hurriedly added: "She has the feeling of a mother's mother." ”

Lin Wuxiang's face changed, he glanced at Yun Zhan, brushed his sleeves and left.

Yun Zhan was shocked to realize that he had said the wrong thing, and he didn't dare to move when he stood still, but when he saw Lin Wuxiang at the mouth of the alley standing and waiting, he only looked at him expressionlessly with a pair of good-looking phoenix eyes, and he was shocked, and hurriedly moved his two calves and rushed over.

"Father, you're waiting for me." Yun Zhan asked with a trembling courage.

Lin Wuxiang didn't squint, and gave a low sigh of gratitude.

Yun Zhan felt that the red clothes in front of him were like flowers blooming, only bright, but not thorny.

Perhaps, he really didn't like him and was afraid of him.

Lin Wuxiang walked absentmindedly, only feeling that his body was shaking. A smell of fat powder came to his face, and he panicked for no reason, his face suddenly turned red from his cheeks to the root of his neck, and his body instinctively took a step back, and with a wave of his hand, he heard a soft "yay" in his ear, and a woman was bumping into Lin Wuxiang, prostrate sideways on the ground. The woman's head hung down, and she groaned on the ground, so that one could only see the priceless garment, and the swaying pearl of the head, but not the man's face.

He has always been very vigilant, and he will definitely not let anyone touch himself, especially women. Today, it was surprising that a helpless woman hit her.

What was he just thinking? I didn't even know that someone was approaching.

When I think about it carefully, my mind is full of songs.

Lin Wuxiang frowned, didn't prepare to pay attention to it, changed the direction and was about to leave, as soon as he moved his feet, he found that his clothes were cold, and when he looked down, the originally fiery red robe was covered with ink, all the way from the waist to the skirt.

When did this happen?

Looking at the woman lying on the ground, isn't it just a grinding inkstone?

What inkstone to bring to the street in broad daylight?

A little maid carrying a blue food ran out of Fuyun Tower, and ran all the way to the woman who fell in front of Lin Wuxiang, and said anxiously: "Madam! Are you alright, ma'am? ”

The maid saw that her master was still lying on the ground, as if she was in pain, her eyes widened angrily, and she glared at Lin Wuxiang viciously, "You ......"

As soon as the words came out, he suddenly stopped when he saw Lin Wuxiang, a red cloud surged on his face inexplicably, and he quickly lowered his head.

"Ma'am, are you alright?" The maid didn't look at Lin Wuxiang any more, and silently helped the master who was lying on the ground to sit up.

The woman's peach blossom powder face was partial and charming, and her cheekbones were slightly higher, showing some fierce and vicious posture. just sat up, but he didn't see any anger, he only smiled at Lin Wuxiang and said, "This little boy bumped into Mrs. Ben, but he didn't react at all?" Will an apology be? ”

The corners of Lin Wuxiang's mouth moved slightly, and he said coldly: "No!" ”

The woman's face stiffened, her eyebrows and eyes raised slightly, and the maid's hand stood up, circled around Lin Wuxiang and Yun Zhan, and suddenly reached out to pinch Yun Zhan's face, and said, "I have seen this child, but is it the child picked up by the Yun family...... Ouch ......"

It's just that his hand hasn't touched Yun Zhan yet, and he saw that the feather fan in Lin Wuxiang's hand was somehow opened, and clamped the woman's wrist squarely, and the originally round wrist was obviously red, and the strength of the folding fan clamped up increased unabated, the woman's face turned from red to white, from white to purple, moaning constantly, seeing that there was a tendency to scream, Lin Wuxiang suddenly let go of his hand, and with a flip of his wrist, the feather fan in his hand was gone.

He grabbed Yun Zhan again and said to the woman: "Madame is full of blood and energy, and some of them are on fire, so it's better to go back and prescribe some cool recipes to give birth to them." ”

As soon as the woman touched Lin Wuxiang's gaze, the one on her body seemed to be frozen for ten thousand years, and she couldn't move.

Fortunately, Lin Wuxiang had no intention of staying in front of her, but he entered Fuyun Building with a frown at a glance, leaving only the woman gritting her teeth and protecting her wrist and cursing: "Go and find out whose little boy is it, so ignorant, let's see how the old lady cleans him up!" ”

The maid answered again and again, and followed the woman who was scratching her head all the way back.

Ning Ge stood at the door of Fuyun Tower, and when he saw such a scene, Lin Wuxiang had a stinky face when he walked in, but Ning Ge was so unhappy.

"This accompanying splash of ink is extremely beautiful, and it can be exquisite with a little embellishment. Why is the owner worried? Ning Ge smiled.

Lin Wuxiang remained unmoved, glanced at the ruined robe that had been ruined, but saw that Ning Gexin was holding the pen and ink on the counter, half-squatting down to support Lin Wuxiang's calf, and without waiting for Lin Wuxiang's consent, he started painting on Lin Wuxiang's ink-stained gown.

"What do you do?" Lin Wuxiang was speechless, forcibly suppressing the sense of escape after being approached, and the whole person seemed stiff.

Ning Ge glanced up at Lin Wuxiang and looked at his somewhat nervous face: "Don't move, I'm just making you a dress." What is the owner of Lin Zhuang panicking? ”

Lin Wuxiang's eyes flashed slightly, as if he was hiding from something, and soon relaxed, letting the robe hang down naturally, and the black dyed by the ink became even more obvious.

"You think I'm going to panic?" Lin has no objection.

Ning Ge nodded: "When you take the initiative to get close to me, you always keep a certain distance." But obviously you are afraid that people will approach you on their own initiative, and they say that you are not panicking, and your robe is shaking. Ning Ge asked, pointing to the swaying robe.

Lin Wuxiang waved his robe and said coldly: "That's true qi!" ”

Ning Ge raised her eyebrows: "You are allergic to women, right?" ”

As he spoke, he seemed to be grasping Lin Wuxiang's little handle, and looked at Lin Wuxiang with a sly face.

"How is that possible?"

"The woman touched you just now, and your face was red to the base of your neck, although it faded quickly, there were still many red spots left at the base of your neck, which was obviously caused by allergies." Ning Ge's gaze stayed on Lin Wuxiang's neck intentionally or unintentionally, and he was in a good mood.

People like to feel like they are digging holes in intact ice cubes or leaving scratches on fine jade. Lin Wuxiang is like a flawless jade in Ning Ge's eyes, and it is rare to be able to jump out of a flaw.

Funny.

It's funny

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