Nan Ji looked at Tang Ku's cold face.

"What? Unwilling? ”

After she finished speaking, she saw that Tang Ku was still silent.

Nan Ji took his hand and walked towards the Tang family's mansion.

Speak as you go

"I can't change if I don't want to.

So let's agree. ”

Sounds good.

But listening to her say this, she has a sense of déjà vu of a hooligan bandit.

It doesn't matter if people want to or not.

Nan Ji pulled Tang withered.

Our Tang family master was still cold just now, and he didn't know her.

In a blink of an eye, he followed her back to the house.

Nanling wanted to chase after him

"Don ······"

As soon as he shouted a word, Qin Yi smiled gently and blocked in front of Nanling.

"Miss Nan, please go back."

Nanling clenched his hands.

Until I saw the two men disappear into the doorway.

There was a fierce look in his eyes.

Nanji, you wait for me.

She reluctantly turned around and left.

Qin Yi returned to the mansion.

The chirping of birds was heard.

Qin Yi smiled.

It seems that today is a good day.

With the appearance of Nan Ji, Qin Yi's mood improved a lot.

Especially look at Nanjiao's behavior just now.

It doesn't look like he's afraid or disgusted with the family's bloodline identity.

Probably a bit of a struggle, right?

If you think about it this way, Miss Nanjiao still likes the head of the house.

The more he thought about it, the better Qin Yi's mood became.

Sure enough, I didn't see the wrong person at the beginning.

Because of Nan Ji's appearance, our Qin Yi guards completely forgot about sending the secret guard to arrest her.

Noon.

In the dormitory of the Tang Mansion.

The red sandalwood incense burner in the room was burning with smoke.

In front of the bed, black curtains hung up.

There was a woman sitting on the bed.

The woman wore only a white undershirt.

Her black hair hung down, lining her neck white and slender.

It seems that with a little force, you can pinch it off.

She was holding a grilled chicken leg in her left hand and was eating.

Probably because of his left hand, he doesn't seem to be very proficient.

And next to her, sat a man.

Cold, I haven't spoken.

The man held a bottle of ointment in his hand.

The other hand was holding the wrist of her right hand.

He lifted his sleeves, revealing her fair, delicate arms, and applied the ointment to her wounds.

Wait until all the wounds are smeared.

Tang Ku lowered her arm.

Finally spoke.

His voice was indifferent

"Where did you go?"

Nan Ji finished the chicken leg in her hand.

I thought about stretching out my right hand and going to get another chicken leg.

Tang Ku squeezed her hand.

Don't let her move.

There was a wound on her right hand that stretched to the palm of her hand.

It was like being injured by some sharp weapon, and looking at this, I was almost skinned.

Tongzi saw that the host was wholeheartedly on the roast chicken.

It's a milky reminder

[Host, Lord Tang Ku seems to be worried about you. 】

Nan Ji raised her head and looked at Tang Ku.

"Aren't you poisoned?"

Tang Ku looked at her.

Thin lips pursed.

"Out of the way."

When it comes to poisoning.

He remembered what had happened that night.

She knocked him unconscious and left without looking back.

Nan Ji has a chicken leg in her mouth.

I pulled it out of my space bag.

Two things were pulled out.

Rested on the bed.

Space bags are something that people in this world will use.

It's a little bigger than a regular purse, but it can hold a lot of things.

Even if there is a cow inside, it is still flat and unnoticeable in appearance.

Nan Ji spoke

"Hundred-year-old ginseng, geocentric fruit.

can detoxify you. ”

Tang Ku's body was stunned.

He looked at the two things.

Look at Nanjiao again.

His dark eyes kept staring at her, as if he wanted to stare her out of a hole.