Chapter 1712 1712: Once bitten by a snake

He clearly expressed his refusal, and in order to avoid Liu Yi's disbelief, he deliberately came up with such an excuse.

Liu Yi's heart twitched.

Once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of the well rope?

The people of the year, the events of the year, really had such a deep impact on him?

Yes, if it weren't for the profound impact, he wouldn't have done that kind of thing back then, and he didn't even want his own life. And if he hadn't happened to pass by and saved his life, I'm afraid he would have ......

Thinking like this, Liu Yi felt a pain in his heart again.

A slight numb pain gradually crept up to her heart.

She savored the tastes, and finally let out another long sigh.

"It's my broken mouth, I'm idle, I'm doing something to tease her!"

If she hadn't heard the flute and deliberately provoked Dong Huiying, she would not have been rebelled against by others, but she would have blocked herself.

However, Liu Yi smiled again.

"This girl really doesn't suffer at all, so I can rest assured."

She has a deep brotherly relationship with Haoming, and with her temperament, if the Haoming brothers are bullied one day, she will definitely protect them.

Yi Xuan is right, not bad at all. There is probably no other woman in the world who is more suitable to be their wife than this Dong girl!

In this way, she was relieved.

……

When Dong Huiying came, she held a handful of spice powder in her hand and sprinkled it as she walked, making people drowsy, and also relieved her family of worries about being discovered.

And when she left, she also repeated the old trick, and used another handful of powder to wake up those who were sleeping.

In this way, quietly, quietly, they came unaware.

As for those who had fallen asleep, they only thought they had dozed off. I didn't know that when I was asleep, someone was already walking in this mansion as if I was walking in my own garden.

The long and shallow sound of the flute was like crying, and Qinghe blew a few songs in a row before putting away the jade flute.

Ah Lian was holding a tray, and on the tray was a set of purple sand tea sets. She was silent, watching, listening, and her gaze was always on the man she had taken in, but always with his back to her.

Ah Lian gently pursed her lips and put her hand on the teapot wall of this purple sand teapot, which was still a little warm, but she knew that Gongzi had always liked to drink hot tea, and hot tea and warm tea were different.

Childe likes to drink the kind of extremely hot, piping hot, hot to the mouth is the best.

Many people, when they see Childe like this, they are easily deceived by Childe's appearance, thinking that Childe should be the kind of indifferent person who has no desires and no desires, but they don't know that Childe is very extreme.

Spicy, spirits, like extremely hot, or else it is extremely cold, such as the snow in winter, the ice under the eaves......

This is Childe, a very extreme person.

Qinghe stood with his back to Ah Lian, and he admired the night. And Ah Lian re-brewed a pot of hot tea and held it in front of Qinghe.

Qinghe picked up the teacup and shook the clear tea soup in the cup, which was wafting heat.

His eyes were in a trance, empty, and he seemed to be stupid, and he muttered and asked, "You say, what is she doing now?" ”

Ah Lian lowered her head, "My subordinates don't know." ”

She knew that the 'she' in her son's mouth was the person she was referring to Marshal Na Baowei. However, this kind of question is not something she dares to answer.

Yes, no, she didn't dare to answer.

She was afraid that if she answered wrong, she would cause herself to be unhappy with her son......

(End of chapter)