Poisonous Peony's eyes turned around, but she didn't see Yan Qinghan's figure, she was thinking about what Wang Gongzi ordered, and she couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

This Yan Qinghan looks poor and sour, he is a regular guest of Xuehe, he is never absent once a week, probably fascinated by Xuehe's little hooves, and he doesn't look like a person with a background.

But she can't wait any longer, Yan Qinghan only comes once a week, and if she misses this time, she will have to wait for a long time, and then Wang Gongzi will definitely dislike her for being incompetent.

She asked the little maid to inquire before, and knew that Yan Qinghan had not gone out, so she had the cheekiness to find someone, if Tong Xiaoye, the girl, kept stopping, it would not be good to miss Wang Gongzi.

Thinking of this, she didn't care about her face, and shouted directly: "Yan Gongzi, slave peony, I want to ask Yan Gongzi some questions, I don't know if Yan Gongzi can see the peony?" ”

You are numb, this old woman is so shameless, she actually openly robbed Xuehe's benefactor!

Tong Xiaoye hated her, but just now she muttered to Xue He across the wall and didn't react, this woman Yan Qinghan shouldn't pay attention to it, right?

In fact, Yan Qinghan had already known the noise outside, and he naturally disdained the inexplicable woman.

He doesn't know anyone else here, he has always been simple and low-key, except for Xuehe and this little girl who loves to read, other girls should not be waiting to see him.

It's just that most of the women in Qinglou are snobbish, and it is indeed a little strange that an Oiran comes to find him inexplicably.

Yan Qinghan thought about it, frowned slightly, got up and walked outside.

"Brother Yan, aren't you tired of playing and want to rest? It's so quick to regain the wind, I just rubbed Xuehe with a new jasmine powder, it's very fragrant, do you want to fight another 300 rounds? ”

Tong Xiaoye winked at Yan Qinghan and motioned to Xue He to pull Yan Qinghan back to the bed.

The little girl's clear big eyes were full of teasing, Yan Qinghan coughed dryly, pretended not to see, and looked up at the dressed woman in front of her.

Poison Peony took a book, pretended to lean over to ask questions, the book in his hand was brand new, obviously a casual page, the strong smell of fat powder made him a little dizzy.

"Young Master Yan, the slave is a little incomprehensible here, can you please go to the Peony Pavilion to explain?" The poisonous peony's voice was delicate, and Tong Xiaoye had goosebumps when he heard it.

Take this book "Jiangnan Famous Ji Congliang Ji" to ask for advice, isn't this the seduction of Chiguoguo? I don't know if Yan Qinghan's kid will be fooled.

Yan Qinghan was about to step forward to read the book carefully, but he felt two hot eyes staring at him, he shook his head and smiled, patted Tong Xiaoye's restless head, and then looked up at Du Peony in front of him, and was suddenly stunned.

Hey, why don't these two dogs and men talk anymore?

Tong Xiaoye was staring at Yan Qinghan's reaction, but saw that Yan Qinghan and the poisonous peony were looking at each other with affection, looking like they were silently complaining to each other.

Xuehe next to him was a little distracted, Tong Xiaoye couldn't bear it, and was about to drive out the poisonous peony, when he suddenly stopped again.

Huh, isn't that right?

didn't get closer, she found the abnormality of the poisonous peony, the peach blossom eyes that usually attract people's hearts, but at the moment she looked demented, not at all like the shrewd Oiran, and Yan Qinghan ......

Yan Qinghan's eyes were dark and scary at this time, deep and blurry, like a bottomless deep well, Tong Xiaoye only glanced at it, and fell in, she wanted to walk away, but she couldn't get out, she only felt that the sky was shaking, and her eyes were getting darker and darker, and she suddenly fell straight to the ground.

"Ono, what's wrong with you?"

Feeling a shaking, Tong Xiaoye opened his eyes and found that he was already lying on the bed, Yan Qinghan was taking his pulse, and Xuehe was shaking himself anxiously on the side.

"Don't worry, my sister is fine!" Looking at the discoloration of the snow lotus, Tong Xiaoye's heart warmed, and he suddenly came back to his senses and shook off Yan Qinghan's hand and scolded: "Damn! What about the poisonous peony? Dare to rob a man with my family Xuehe, my sister is going to beat her! ”

"I said she's fine, you still don't believe it. No, I'm going to help you beat people! ”

Yan Qinghan's voice sounded, accompanied by Xue He's low laughter.

"What are you laughing at, Brother Yan, you and the poisonous peony have been looking at each other affectionately for so long, is there really any adultery?" Seeing that Yan Qinghan was still laughing at her, Tong Xiaoye suddenly became angry.

"Miss Ono, you are so powerful, how dare you have anything to do with that poisonous peony?" Yan Qinghan smiled and rubbed her head.

Tong Xiaoye was a little dizzy, and after thinking about it for a long time, he remembered the abnormality just now - it was Yan Qinghan's eyes.

She looked up at Yan Qinghan, that guy was still the same, plain and gentle facial features, his eyes were warm and kind, the boundless deep well just now seemed to be an illusion, Tong Xiaoye rubbed his head, could it be that he was really dazzled?

Thinking of this, she was embarrassed to explain to Xuehe: "Recently, my brother is not in good health, and I am dizzy every day, Lotus, you are not allowed to laugh at me!" ”

"You girl, if you're tired, just rest at home for a few days, I'm not busy here, then you have a good rest first, I'll go find a little bit of a spatpa."

Xue He comforted her softly, twisted her fart and left, Tong Xiaoye sat on the bed in a daze, remembering what had just happened, and it still felt like a dream.

Yan Qinghan picked up the book and continued to look, Tong Xiaoye turned his head to look, his side lines were gentle, his straight nose bridge added a sense of three-dimensionality, his eyes were not big but very attentive, and the appearance of concentrating on reading at this time revealed a bit of sharpness.

Yan Qinghan had already felt that Tong Xiaoye was looking at her, and thought that she would just look at it, so he didn't pay attention to it.

Unexpectedly, after a long while, the girl was still staring at him stunned, he finally didn't continue to pretend, he raised his head suddenly, just met Tong Xiaoye's sight, his big eyes were clear and clean, but he was full of curiosity at the moment, and when he looked back, he didn't dodge, and his eyes were still frank and natural.

"I have flowers on my face?" Yan Qinghan finally couldn't help but ask.

"No, but you have a deep well in your eye." Tong Xiaoye said calmly, his eyes still not leaving Yan Qinghan's face.

There was finally a crack on his plain face, and he frowned and said, "You read it wrong. ”

Tong Xiaoye didn't answer, still looking directly into Yan Qinghan's eyes. She had just thought about it for a long time and given herself many explanations, but in the end she denied the hypothesis of hallucinations.

After all, this is a world of cultivating immortals, and all of them together cannot be explained by common sense.

My body has always been strong, how could I faint casually because of hallucinations?

Besides, her injuries have almost healed in the past few days, she sleeps peacefully and eats well, she practices volley steps every day, and now she is as strong as an ox, and she runs faster than a rabbit, and whoever faints can't take her turn!

That can only prove that Yan Qinghan's eyes do have a problem.