Qin Anjing was leisurely drinking tea in Xia Li's room, when he heard the sound of footsteps, his face curled, making people sweat.

Qin Uneasy's hands were stained with dried blood, and he directly put the tea next to him, and Nangong poured in as soon as he came in, and the white porcelain cup was full of Qin Uneasy's five handprints, bloody.

said coldly, "Didn't you say that you won't see me for the rest of your life?" Nangong tilt's face showed an inexplicable Qi Er.

Qin Uneasy raised his head and smiled, "It's not that I can't get mixed up!" He shook off his clothes, raised his arm, put it next to his nose, smelled it lightly, there was a smell of medicine, and nodded very clearly, "Still so studious?"

"Aang!" Nangong said coldly, turned around to leave, but was stopped by Qin Anyi, he said impatiently to Nangong Tian, "I want to borrow Xia Li from you!"

"Give me a reason?" Nangong said, his expression faint.

Qin uneasily clasped his fingertips in amusement, "Only when he is with me can he have hope of living!" Seeing that Nangong Tian didn't answer, he paused, and smiled pleasantly on his face, "Also, I'm better than you!"

Nangong Tian didn't feel that there was anything wrong, he stared for a long time, and gradually said, "Whatever you want!"

Without any flaws, Qin Uneasy rubbed the remaining blood scabs on his hands on his clothes, looked at Nangong Tian's back, and said easily, "I'm sorry!" Get your clothes dirty!"

The voice is like a person, refreshing, and very comfortable, "Drinking with a fishy smell, this is really incomprehensible!"

Raising his eyes, Nangong Tian's eyes haven't been so clear for a long time, the eyes that see the clear water, don't seem to like to focus very much, always look lazy, continue to walk forward as if he didn't look at Fang Fang, when passing by, Fang Fang pulled his arm, very light, she lowered her head, Wan Wan's amorous face, looking at the hair that fell off her shoulder, "Today's ......"

He didn't break free, and his tone was very polite, "Oh, you did the right thing!"

Fang Fang was confused, Nangong leaned back, didn't speak, and looked at her, "Zhang Qingyou is looking for you!"

"That's it! She did look for me, and it was nothing more than that little bit of you and Yu were disgusted!"

Nangong nodded, Fang Fang smiled, and said, "What do you mean?"

Nangong tilted his eyes slightly, and asked suspiciously, "...... do you mean?"

Fang Fang's red lips were slightly pursed, and he raised his head, but saw Nangong snort lightly as if he understood, "Do you want to eat something?"

Fang Fang's face was flowery, and she smiled harmoniously, she said, "You still eat?" It's incredible.

Nangong didn't squeak, when she arrived at the place, Xin Niang was still busy, and other people were also doing things.

Although the hall is simple, it is very large, that is, the place where there are several couches, there is a lot of sunlight, but the table that is put in to eat today is not very big, it can only sit down for two people to eat, and it is the kind that is very close to each other.

Fang Fang saw Nangong sitting on the side, his expression was quiet, he didn't know what to do, Fang Fang's face was red like blood, when he was at a loss, Xin Niang saw Fang Fang, and raised her eyebrows suspiciously, "Miss Fang...... Don't you eat?"

Fang Fang reacted, her red lips were closed, her eyes glanced at Nangong Tian, who had been sitting there for a long time, he was quietly drinking white porridge, there was no sound, Si Sven, very gentle!

She sat down silently, Nangong leaned around and picked up a napkin with her eyes stranded and wiped the corners of her mouth, "It's so unpalatable!" Staying on Fang Fang's face, his tone was thin and thin, with a faint smile, "You taste?"

Fang Fang turned around, Xin Niang gave her half a bowl with a big spoon, Fang Fang seemed to see Nangong tilting from this porridge, it was light, cool, and moderate......

took a sip with a smile, this porridge is really bland, with a hint of fishy sweetness, but it slid to the throat, but it was cold to the bone.

Her peerless independent face, bright and delicate, with curly eyelashes, instantly drew a waterline, "How can you be so relaxed?"

One sip, two sips, she drank another spoonful, a bowl bottomed out, Fang Fang raised his hand and wanted to be sheng, but was stopped by Nangong Tian, he glanced at the porridge dripping on it lightly, the particles were distinct, and the hand holding Fang Fang gradually let go, "I can't help myself!"