This photo album is Qin Xiaoshuang's baby, after all, Qin Xin is a person who doesn't like to take pictures to commemorate it, and almost every photo here is out of print.

Nalan Yejue opened the photo album and compared the photos of Qin Xin when he was a child, and the photos of Lan Qianxin of the same age when he was a child.

He was amazed to find that their demeanor and demeanor had an indescribable similarity!

It's just that as they get older, the temperament of the two goes in the opposite direction and goes farther and farther.

His fingertips twitched slightly, and he swiped over the two photos that looked and didn't look like them.

After a moment's silence, he pushed the door open.

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Cold storage door.

Lu Yi is on night duty.

This night, Bai Chi guarded Lan Qianxin's body, and the ordinary and smug Young Master Bai was actually quite unnegotiable, and insisted on guarding her alone, driving Lu Yi and the other bodyguards out - what to say, he wanted to be alone with his daughter-in-law and whisper.

Lu Yi was a little speechless.

Is that your daughter-in-law?

Did the other two agree?

Did the emperor and the young lady agree?

He swiped his phone boredly.

Paddling and paddling, I found that the "Ouchi Master WeChat Group" was very lively, and Lu Bing, who usually didn't talk much, was like a chatter at the moment, desperately speaking in the group.

Moreover, the content is still the same -

"The young lady, Mrs. is too handsome!"

Some are pictures of Qin Xin participating in the academy competition at Imperial University, pictures of the champion of the National Medical Competition, pictures of Qin Xin driving a racing car, and pictures of Qin Xin attending important meetings as the president of the Global Designers Association......

Lu Bing, a black fan, has really turned into a true love fan!

Lu Yi pursed his lips.

Xindao, hum, you don't know yet, Miss Qin, she is the big galaxy, right?

So you're a fan, not as senior as my fan!

I was about to poke and taunt Lu Bing for a few words.

Unguarded, a cold aura came from outside the door, even a few points colder than the cold storage.

Lu Yi shuddered, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Nalan Yejue walking over with long legs.

Mom, after Mr. Di Shao's leg was healed by Miss Qin, his aura became many, many times stronger, and his close guard was a little unbearable: "Emperor, Emperor Shao!" ”

He thought that the emperor was here to check the post.

Unexpectedly, the man swept past him and went directly into the cold storage.

Lu Yi was nervous.

Mom, why would Emperor Shao want to come to see the little lady?

In the middle of the night, isn't it nice to sleep well with Miss Qin?

He was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, and he really wanted to send a message to warn Qin Xin, but suddenly realized that he was really on Qin Xin's side completely, would he be a little sorry, the dead little lady?

Ahhhh

The deceased is the biggest, or else, Mr. Di Shao will be allowed to secretly come to see the little lady in the middle of the night?

In Lu Yi's heart, the image of a middle-aged married man with contradictions and unavoidable worries suddenly appeared, overlapping with his family's Mr. Di Shao.

Love, new love, old love, it's not easy.

Men with complicated emotional experiences are trouble.

Lu Yi was adding drama to himself, and Nalan Yejue had already entered the cold storage without saying a word, and came to the incubator where Lan Qianxin's body was kept.

He pressed the fingerprint lock, and the incubator suddenly opened.

Because of the low temperature treatment, Lan Qianxin's body emitted wisps of white green smoke, which looked fairy-like.

Nalan Yejue silently said, "I'm sorry, little tilt." For my brother to verify something, he has to take something from you. ”

His hand had just touched Lan Qingxin's hair.

I heard a scream: "Don't touch my daughter-in-law, not a single hair!" ”

Bai Chi puffed up and looked at Nalan Yejue like a thief!

[Yun Ye: Good night kiss! ] Yesterday, a goblin said that the master was too short, cough cough, the master will be a little longer tonight! 】