Early the next morning, Qiao Wan, who had not slept all night, got up early in the morning and got up quietly, for fear of disturbing her sister's rest, so she chose to come to the yard to see the flowers and plants, which can be regarded as relieving the depression in her heart.

Closing the door lightly, Qiao Wan came to the courtyard, breathing in the fresh air, as if the depression in her heart had dissipated a lot, she stretched lazily, and Qiao Wan, who was about to enjoy the flowers and plants, suddenly found Mo Shuyan lying on the stone table and sleeping quietly.

Without making a sound, Qiao Wan walked to the stone bench opposite Mo Shuyan and sat down, holding her little head with her hands flat and looking at Mo Shuyan's sleeping statue.

I don't know what Mo Shuyan dreamed about, frowning from time to time, looking at the occasionally low brow, Qiao Wan unconsciously stretched out her right hand, as if she wanted to help Mo Shuyan smooth her brows.

Suddenly, Mo Shuyan woke up from his dream, and before he could recall what he was thinking in the dream, he saw Qiao Wan sitting opposite, and stretched out his hand to him, and suddenly Mo Shuyan was stunned in place, at a loss.

Unexpectedly, Mo Shuyan suddenly woke up, Qiao Wan hurriedly withdrew her little hand, tilted her head to the side, and her pretty face suddenly swelled with red glow, quite embarrassed.

Seeing Qiao Wan like this, Mo Shuyan couldn't help but swallow, his heart was about to jump to his throat, and he could feel an obvious plopping sound surrounding his ears.

Coughing lightly, in order to alleviate the embarrassment, Mo Shuyan hurriedly said: "Yunyi was reckless last night, and her tone was quite heavy, and I hope that Miss Wan'er will not take it to heart." ”

"It's out of the way, Wan'er didn't take it to heart." Qiao Wan lowered her head and replied softly, and then seemed to feel that it was a little inappropriate to say this, and immediately raised her little face, and explained with a somewhat panicked expression: "Wan'er means that last night's unpleasantness has been forgotten, and she doesn't mean not to take Brother Shuyan to heart." ”

As soon as she explained like this, Wan'er suddenly felt a little ambiguous, and the red glow that had not faded had made a comeback, so she could only lower her head and dodge Mo Shuyan's gaze.

Looking at Qiao Wan's shy appearance, Mo Shuyan really had a trace of pity in her heart, this girl is really true and sincere, she is not half pretentious, she has not met such a woman with such a pure mind as white jade for a long time.

If she wasn't Xiao Qiao, not Zhou Yu's partner in the future, how good would it be? Mo Shuyan sighed in his heart, and suddenly felt that his heart was empty, and for a while, Mo Shuyan actually yearned for Xu Zisheng's style, free and unrestrained.

Just when Mo Shuyan sighed, Qiao Wan seemed to want to speak, but she couldn't speak, hesitated for a while, Qiao Wan clenched her little hand and asked in a low voice: "Brother Shuyan, when will my sister and I go home, I miss my father." ”

After speaking, Qiao Wan's clenched little hands were placed on her knees like a boneless, her eyes were moving, but she looked at Mo Shuyan with a hint of timidity, and Qiao Wan's face was a little pale, for fear that Mo Shuyan would be angry again.

When Mo Shuyan saw Qiao Wan's appearance, she couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, and she blamed herself for scaring Qiao Wan last night, which made her afraid of herself.

Just when Mo Shuyan just wanted to open his mouth to appease Qiao Wan, Zhang Lie rushed over with a smile, and as soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Mo Shuyan, and immediately said loudly: "Sir, the lord sent me to invite you to discuss the matter of talent." ”