Chapter 117: That girl, it looks like she won't come again

He always felt that Chen Yunfeng's actions were a bit of a cover-up, maybe he was just a swayer, just to cover up for others.

And that other person is none other than Chen Jing.

Mo Er's expression was also a little heavy, and he bowed his head, "Yes, Your Highness." ”

Then the two of them talked about the hunting the day after tomorrow, and Wan Qichen waved his hand to let Mo Er retreat.

He was the only one left in the study, Wan Qichen unfolded his clenched hand, and a crumpled purse appeared in the palm of his hand.

He leaned back in his chair as if he had lost his strength, rubbed his forehead, and smoothed his purse.

Looking at the crooked patterns on it through the dim moonlight, I looked at the crooked patterns on it for a long time, and then I turned my eyes to look at the sky outside the window that was gradually white.

The long night had obviously passed, but it looked so gloomy that it seemed to be raining.

That girl, it looks like she won't come again.

Qin Jiu lay on the soft collapse of the courtyard with his eyes closed and pretended to sleep, touched the water in the corner of his eyes, frowned, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the dark sky above his head.

It's raining.

Before she could get up, Dongfang Jing had already grabbed her, "What are you doing lying here when it's raining, stupid?" ”

Qin Jiu didn't have any strength, so he pulled him up and walked towards the house, "My room is occupied by you, why don't I lie here?" ”

Dongfang Jing looked back at her and sneered, "Wan Qichen is really harsh on you, you only have one room and one bed here?" Besides, we used to sleep in the same bed, but now we are only in the same room, and you are twisted. ”

The corners of Qin Jiu's eyes twitched, "If you want to be shameless, it was already a matter when I was one year old." ”

If she wasn't too young at that time and didn't have the strength to resist Dongfang Jing, who was already eight years old, where would she be able to let him go to her bed?

Seeing that he still wanted to speak, Qin Jiu was afraid that he would say something shameless, so he asked directly: "It's dawn, when are you leaving?" ”

It's not enough to stay all night, and I ran out so openly.

Although there are no other people in her yard, and the light books and paintings are also guarding outside, if someone finds out that there is a man in her yard, they are afraid that they will be immersed in the pig cage together.

The two of them had already entered the house, and the summer rain came quickly, but it crackled in an instant, and although the two of them moved quickly, they still inevitably got some moisture.

Dongfang Jing didn't care, she just threw away her hand, sat on the edge of the table and poured herself a glass of water, "Little girl, aren't you afraid of hurting my heart if you push me three times twice?" ”

His tone was very ordinary, but Qin Jiu was choked, and thinking of what she had said before, she also felt as if she had gone too far.

walked to him and sat down, poured a glass of water and drank a few sips, the hot water went down to his stomach, and his heart seemed to warm up a little.

glanced at Dongfang Jing, who was quite comfortable, and couldn't help but say again: "If you put more of these messy thoughts on Sister Zhen, I'm afraid she won't marry someone else." ”

Dongfang Jing paused to drink water, raised his eyes and glared at her, "Can you not always mention her?" ”

Qin Jiu pursed his lips, "But I'm curious?" ”

The matter between him and Ye Zhenzhen is the same as Wan Qianchen's matter, and he can't figure it out, as if there are claws scratching her heart and lungs, making her unstable in doing anything.

Dongfang Jing didn't seem to care at all, and was light-hearted, "Don't be curious about me and her, sort out your own affairs first." ”