Song Yu's eyes flashed brightly, shining brightly.

He elegantly picked up the brewed big red tea and skillfully poured it into the teacup in Ye Qinqin's hand.

The smell of tulips.

Fill the air.

Bring in the soul.

Ye Qinqin looked at Song Yuyi blankly.

Brilliant golden yellow under the sun.

Behind Song Yuyi.

Stained with sharp edges and corners, it looks like a finely crafted face.

The flying sword eyebrows exude strong strength.

The beautiful and narrow phoenix eyes are full of affection in the focus.

Under the high bridge of the nose.

Thin, reddish-shaped and perfectly curved lip flaps.

Gently pick it up.

Surrounded by a golden glow.

It seems to be plated with a thin layer of gold dust.

Absolutely beautiful and dreamy.

"Alright, Qinqin." Song Yuyi raised her eyes.

saw Ye Qinqin looking at him stupidly.

Cannot help laughing.

He stretched out his hand.

Use your fingers to gently brush up the hair that falls from Ye Qinqin's forehead.

"Drink tea, don't worry, I'll be here to let you see the world grow old." Song Yu's eyes were full of tenderness and doting, staring at Ye Qinqin intently.

Ye Qinqin returned to his senses.

Yan Ran smiled.

"Brother Yi, the fragrance of tea, the beauty of people, this is the ultimate enjoyment of life!" Ye Qinqin held the teacup, squinted his eyes, and looked at Song Yuyi.

Song Yuyi looked at the lazy Ye Qinqin.

Smile lightly.

I want to speak.

Body, instinctively tight.

He raised his eyes.

In the distance, Song's father was walking slowly, and behind Song's father, a middle-aged woman in exquisite makeup, wearing a semi-transparent lace rose-red lace shawl, and a black embroidered tulle inside.

"See the head of the house." Father Song saluted Song Yuyi.

The clansmen of the Song family, no matter what their status.

Meet the head of the Song family.

All must bow.

Even if he is Song's father, he is no exception.

Song Yuyi nodded lightly and said lightly: "Dad, you leave first, don't worry, for your sake, I won't want her life." ”

——

Kill her!

Nangong Canye's face changed.

An icy chill spread from the bottom of my heart to all corners of my body.

The body can't help but tremble.

She looked at Brother Song who was about to leave in horror.

"Brother Song." Nangong Canye hurriedly shouted.

She didn't want Brother Song to leave.

Fear of being tortured.

"Nangong Canye, you still stay here." Father Song could not disobey Song Yuyi's orders.

He turned away.

Nangong Canye's face changed.

I want to catch up.

Four men in black suddenly appeared and stopped Nangong Canye.

Nangong Canye looked at the four black-clothed men in front of him with expressionless faces and murderous eyebrows.

Frightened, his legs went limp.

said in a trembling voice: "Master of the Song family, what do you want to do?" ”

——

Song Yuyi's cold eyes glanced at Nangong Canye coldly.

"Nangong Canye, two choices, leave country M, never come back, otherwise, stay in country M, and lie in bed until the end of life."

He never disdained.

Nangong Canye gasped.

"I ...... I'm Brother Song's ......"

In extreme fright, she trembled and couldn't even speak.

Song Yuyi's expression was cold and ruthless.

"I don't care who you are, dare to make my mother angry, I have a way to make you survive and not die."

Chilling words.

Full of arrogance and cruelty.

There is no room for Nangong Canye to have any quibbles.

Nangong Canye's face was pale, transparent as white paper.

She found.

Whatever the reason, in the face of absolutely powerful forces.

She's nothing.

Whether it is life or death, in fact, it is in the hands of others.

Nangong Canye's legs were weak.

"Plop" sound.

Fell to his knees and couldn't get up for a long time.