"So Yan'er isn't dead yet?" Nan Lingyun covered her mouth in surprise. She never believed in ghosts and gods, astrological theories, but this time, she believed that as long as there was a little hope, it was good.

"Astrology is astrology after all, and you can't trust it all."

"And what do you say?" Nan Lingyun couldn't help but slander Mo Xichen, Prime Minister Mo, don't take you with such a black belly, one sentence makes people enter heaven, and one sentence makes people fall into hell. This is up and down, sister, I have a little heart.

"A little bit of hope is good after all, isn't it?" Mo Xichen didn't answer the rhetorical question, as if what he Mo Xichen said was the truth, and it was a matter of course.

Nan Lingyun was full of black lines, but she didn't want to give up this only opportunity, so she had to agree, "Okay, I'll try, but it's a cost." ”

"It's out of the picture." Mo Xichen agreed without hesitation.

"I can see that you are interested in my Yan'er, why don't you go find it yourself? Aren't you afraid that I'll run away with the money? Nan Lingyun couldn't figure it out, since he knew the clues, why didn't he go in person and save the beauty of the hero? Instead, I want her, a beautiful sister, to go, I can't figure it out.

"You won't." Mo Xichen didn't explain, and his voice was still cold.

"Are you so sure? Aren't you afraid that I will take Yan'er and run away, no matter how close you are? Nan Lingyun didn't believe it, she couldn't tear off Mo Xichen's calm mask.

"That's better."

Who knows, Mo Xichen's answer turned out to be like this, Nan Lingyun was stunned.

"Mother, have you found Sister Hua?" As soon as he returned to the room, Nan Xiren, the little milk bag, ran over and looked at his mother with a blank eye.

"Some news, but it's not quite accurate, Ren'er, would you like to go with your mother?" Nan Lingyun pinched her son's little face dotingly and asked.

"What did my mother say, our mother and son live and die together, where my mother goes, Ren'er will go." Xiao Niangbao's face sank and said dissatisfiedly. It's too much, and his mother wants to abandon him!

Hearing the words of the little milk bag, Nan Lingyun excitedly hugged the little milk bag, and took a bite of "let's chirp" on the face of the little milk bag, and praised again and again, "It is worthy of being a good son of my mother." ”

"When are we leaving?" Xiao Xiren asked, he really wanted to spend his sister.

"Let's go now." Our Nanda beauties have always said that the wind is the rain, of course, they just said they would leave.

"Don't you say it to others?" Xiao Xiren is embarrassed, her mother is so impatient, frizzy, what can she do.

"Yes, the man will pack up his things here, and my mother will go and say goodbye to the dude."

In the bamboo forest, Thirteen brought wine and food and placed them on the stone table.

"Come, Yan'er, a toast to our bosom friends." Chu Jue raised his glass and drank it all, Hua Qianyan looked at the wine in the wine glass, a small sip should be fine, Hua Qianyan gritted his teeth and drank it all.

Eun, it tastes good.

Hua Qianyan tastes the sweet fruit wine, it is really a good wine, this time Hua Qianyan is relieved, of course this wine will not be drunk, one glass, two glasses and three glasses, Hua Qianyan and Chu Jue drank it to the fullest.

"I really didn't expect that my son was merciful and picked you up, and I actually found a treasure, Yan'er, you really want this son to be impressed." Chu couldn't help but feel that he had always seen death and couldn't save himself, and he would come back alone when he split the sky and the earth, and he once thought that something was wrong with him, but today it seems that everything is fate.

It was God who sent him a bosom friend who was overwhelmed by the cold in the high places.

His life finally has a touch of color.

"Dry," Hua Tianyan raised his glass and touched Chu Jue's cup, and drank it all.

I don't know what's wrong, Hua tilted the tip of her nose, and she cried aggrievedly, and the strings of crystal tears were like a kite with a broken string, and she couldn't stop it.

"Yan'er, what's wrong with you?" Chu Jue found that the situation was not right, got up and sat on the stone bench next to Hua Qianyan, took out a handkerchief and patiently helped Hua Qianyan wipe her tears, and asked.

"Why do you do this to me, faint gentleman, I'm just a woman, ~~~~(>___