Chen Yan was stunned, lowered her eyes to hide the fleeting gloom under her eyes, and said lightly: "There are only the two of them, nothing else." ”

She knew that she shouldn't say that at this time, because in this way, he would probably come over and bring people, but she didn't bother to say such a lie that could easily be shattered.

The man's indifferent eyes fell on her face, "Mrs. Su, are you so relieved to let them sit in a carriage together?" ”

Chen Yan's eyelashes trembled, "Are you sarcastic about me?" ”

Quan Tianjiu's eyes did not move, and he retorted unfazed and majestic: "The deity just asks, how can it be ironic?" ”

Chen Yan smiled bitterly, "Qiancheng will not do anything beyond the norm, and nine thousand years old can rest assured." ”

The noise of the wind in the wild hunting ground is not only shocking, but the leaves rustle with the wind, and the surrounding atmosphere is becoming more and more eerie.

Just when she thought that Quan Qianjiu would walk over directly and take the people out of the carriage, the man suddenly turned around and sat in the carriage with a blank face.

Chen Yan clenched her palm and followed closely.

…………

It was quiet in the carriage.

The huge space is accompanied by incense, and when there are only two people and neither of them speaks, the atmosphere is easy to be awkward and stagnant.

Chen Yan couldn't help but look at him, "Nine thousand years old......

But at this moment, a string of laughter like silver bells suddenly came from outside.

Chen Yan's face changed slightly.

The thin white fingers lifted the corner of the curtain at will, and into the eyes was a carriage in the Su Mansion, the carriage that was supposed to be behind them was on par with them at this moment, no more than an arm's length apart, and the laughter belonging to the men and women inside was clearly heard.

"This isn't fun, let's change it!"

"And what do you want to play?"

"Punching? Forget it, it's still not good. ”

"Don't worry, let me think about ......"

“……”

Su Qiancheng and Xia Fanyin obviously got along very happily, and there was still a half-minute look of tension.

Chen Yan pursed her lips and looked up at the man in front of her, the posture in which he was sitting had not changed, but his well-defined jaw was clearly taut.

She breathed slightly tightly, trying to find a topic, "Nine thousand years old, you say...... Will we ever have a chance to meet again when we return to Beijing? ”

The man glanced at her lightly, "It's impossible not to see you in the same capital." ”

Chen Yan's eyes were slightly happy, but she listened to his next sentence and said: "How it was in the past, how it will be in the future." ”

The starlight in her eyes dimmed for a moment.

Past......

Since she married Su Qiancheng, she has seen him very rarely, and most of them can only see him from a distance at crowded banquets.

Chen Yan's eyes flickered, and the gloom and self-deprecation of Wei Liao flowed irrepressibly.

Looking up, I saw him flipping out a book casually, and it seemed to be reading without any ripples, but his face was slightly unkind, especially when laughter came from the carriage next door, and the gloom on his handsome face would be a little deeper.

She finally mustered up her courage again, "If I hadn't had that accident with Qiancheng at the beginning, wouldn't it be different between us?" ”

Kwon looked at her with a frown.

But before he could speak, the voice next door came again-

"Two little bees, fly among the flowers, fly, piapia......"

"Fly, ahh......h

"Fly, muamua......"

“……”

The book in Quan Qianjiu's hand was suddenly clenched by him, the pages were crumpled into folds, and the handsome face, which had been tight but restrained since just now, was finally completely black at this moment, and there was obvious gloom and coldness between his cold eyebrows.