How could Shen Xichen give her such hope.

"Shen Qiujin, if you are not my sister, do you think you can stay in the Shen Mansion?" He whispered, "Because you're my sister, that's why I'm so nice to you." Don't think anything else! ”

There's no way he's going to like his sister.

Hearing him say this, the little girl's face turned pale again.

If you weren't my sister's deterioration, do you think you could stay in the Shen Mansion?

If it weren't for his sister, he wouldn't see her again.

The truth was swallowed back into her stomach again by the little girl.

There was a commotion in the front hall, and it was someone from the Mo family who had arrived.

Shen Xichen didn't have time to stop her crooked thoughts at this time, he looked at her.

The girl in front of her has grown into a slim appearance, and she is no longer the little one she was at the beginning.

It's because the distance between him and her is too close, that's why she has such feelings.

Thinking so, Shen Xichen waved his hand first: "Send the young lady back to the room." ”

With that, he went to the antechamber without looking back.

The little girl looked at his back and swayed.

The winter wind blew and chilled her all over.

In the front hall, Mo Songshu came with the relatives of the Mo family.

The Mo family is a big family with prosperous heirs, and there are many people.

Although Shen Xichen was still thinking about his sister, he also cheered up to deal with this marriage banquet at this time.

It wasn't until the willows on the moon that Mo Songshu got up to say goodbye.

After sending the people of the Mo family away, Shen Xichen pinched his brows, first went back to the study to sort out what happened today and the list of people who came to visit today, and prepared to discuss with the emperor when he entered the palace tomorrow to see how many of these people could win over.

As he wrote, he raised his head and asked the servant beside him, "How is Miss?" ”

The servant replied in a proper manner: "The light in the boudoir of the young lady has been extinguished, and I am asleep." ”

Hearing this answer, Shen Xichen's frowning brows relaxed slightly.

I really don't have time to deal with her affairs in the past two days, so let's wait a few days.

She must not have that kind of thought, she must be pulled back.

Shen Xichen thought about it as he finished sorting out the list.

Shang Lu walked in with a decanting soup: "My lord, let's rest early, I have to go to the morning court tomorrow." ”

Shen Xichen put down his pen and reviewed the list again, then picked up the bowl and drank the decanting soup, then stood up and went back to his room.

He didn't like to be served, and there were relatively few servants in the house, so after Shang Lu sent him to the room, he bowed outside the door and turned to leave.

Shen Xichen opened the door.

Then, he heard the faint sound of wheezing in the dark room.

Shen Xichen's face was slightly gloomy, and he was about to call someone, when he heard a familiar voice shouting intermittently: "Brother, ......"

The voice is charming and sweet and sultry.

Shen Xichen was stunned, and then immediately walked to the bedside.

By the light of the moon, he could see clearly the man lying on his bed.

The man was wearing a thin veil, and the graceful ** was like a shadow under the tulle, and at this time her face was flushed, and she wrung her legs uncomfortably, and she was grinding with the quilt.

There is a faint woman's body fragrance that spreads to the wings of the nose.

The woman who was about to lose her consciousness after being tortured by the drug finally waited for the person she wanted to wait for.

She stretched out her arms to him, and her bewitching face was filled with infinite spring.