After they left, two heads poked out of the gate of the Yun family's old mansion, and when the old man Yun saw this scene, he couldn't help but blow his beard, "Look at what I said, isn't the situation bad?" Little liar! ”

"That's not necessarily, maybe both of them have something to ......do," Yun Jin said thoughtfully.

"No, it looks like I still can't let my guard down on the enemy!" Old Man Yun slapped his chest.

Yun Jinyan: "...... old man, do you think this is a spy war movie?"

As the night deepens, the lights in a small complex apartment are softly scattered in every corner.

"This woman's ancient comb ......" Yun Xiyue hung her head, and was intently examining a small antique comb on the table, her beautiful eyebrows tightening tighter and tighter.

This action made the lazy woman opposite who was nestled on the sofa and reading gossip magazines straighten up.

After about a few minutes, Yun Xiyue raised her head and sighed, "It's from the Tang Dynasty." ”

"Isn't that good, what are you sighing for?" The woman put down the magazine, puzzled.

"It was imitated during the Qing Dynasty," Yun Xiyue carefully closed the painting and looked at her, "It's not the original version I studied." ”

The woman curled up her seductive lip line, and the "......" words couldn't be finished at one time?

"It's almost the same, it's the words above that express longing for your lover that expose everything." Yun Xiyue added, then sorted out the box containing the painting and handed it to the woman, "It's a pity." ”

"Alas, what is a pity?" The woman smiled charmingly and pursed her lips, "It's a big deal to meet good goods in the future, and then I'll give you a good time." ”

Yun Xiyue flattered her face, "No, there are such benefits to have a good friend like you who runs an antique shop, right, Jin Nian is a beauty." ”

Jin Nian didn't speak, but rolled his eyes.

Yun Xiyue smiled, and was about to speak, when Jin Nian received a phone call.

After answering the phone, Jin Nian was going out and sent Yun Xiyue back by the way.

The two met during an archaeological event five years ago, and it was a bit bloody to talk about, but it made them very good friends.

When she arrived downstairs in the community, Yun Xiyue remembered that there was something very important that she didn't tell her, and hurriedly took out the little red book from her bag, "I'm married." ”

"Fake, right?" Jin Nian took the little red book, glanced at it casually, and smiled mysteriously, "It's especially easy to buy a fake certificate now......"

Yun Xiyue: "......" couldn't speak, how could she be the same as her old man?

"If you can show the evidence that you two are rolling the sheets, my sister may believe it." Jin Nian looked at her speechless expression and quipped.

Yun Xiyue glared at her, "Forget it, I'm not an exhibitionist!" ”

"I know you're under a lot of pressure, and the old man is pressing, but you can't just find a man to make do?" Jin Nian said, grabbed her shoulders hard, and comforted: "Don't worry, friend, I'll provide you with a few high-quality goods for free, cute little fresh meat, muscular and charming men, and mellow and intimate uncle, you can choose?" ”

"I don't think it's necessary!" Yun Xiyue's head was very large, and the voice that was about to exit was replaced by a mellow male voice.

She turned her head, and her gaze just collided with Han Zimo's.

He walked over step by step, with the clear glow of the moonlight falling on his body, and at a glance, there was an indescribable noble airflow, but it was gone.

Yun Xiyue suddenly felt that she must have had her eyes dazzled just now.

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