When Lingzhou was about to arrive, Nangong Jun saw that there was no Qianqiao on the deck, and specially came over to see if she hadn't left the customs yet, but he didn't want to see a person from a distance with his back against the railing looking at the other side and didn't know what he was thinking, and opposite that person was Qianqiao's room.

Nangong Jun didn't know what he thought, so he didn't go over directly to say hello, but pasted the hidden breath charm that his uncle had prepared for him on his body, and quietly walked over with bated breath.

When he saw the interaction between the two, how could he, who was also a man, not see Uncle Yang's thoughts about Qianqiao, and the tyrannical emotions that suddenly surged out in his heart almost overwhelmed his reason.

Nangong Jun used all his strength to barely suppress the emotions that were about to get out of control, so that as soon as he spoke, his voice was no longer as gentle as before.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I..."

The young man's cold tone obviously made Qian Qiao misunderstand, and he spoke dryly, but he didn't know what to say.

“......”

Fang Cai's excessively cold voice made Nangong Jun frown, he didn't want to speak in this voice in front of the girl, so he simply stopped speaking, and just looked at the other party fixedly.

"Ahem, or... Let's go out..."

Seeing that the other party was silent, Qian Qiao stubbornly opened his mouth and proposed.

Fortunately, this time, Nangong Jun nodded very face-saving and walked forward.

The boy's response made Qian Qiao breathe a sigh of relief, so he walked a few steps briskly and left side by side with the other party.

When the two of them stepped onto the deck, Qian Qiao realized that everyone else had already disembarked.

Looking up at the familiar martial arts training ground outside the ship, Qian Qiao suddenly felt like she was going home, it turned out that unconsciously, she already had a sense of belonging here.

"Third uncle!

At this time, a lot of people had gathered in the martial arts training ground, but she still found the handsome third uncle and the energetic Uncle Qi beside him in the crowd at a glance.

"I'm back..."

Nangong Wenqing looked at the girl she hadn't seen for nearly three months, her thin lips opened lightly, and she actually used the sound transmission to enter the secret.

"Third uncle, I'm back~ Wait a minute, I'll go down..."

Before Qianqiao's words were finished, the cold fragrance was fragrant, and in the blink of an eye, he was taken back to Xianshui Pavilion by the third uncle.

"Uh, third uncle, is it really okay for us to come back first without saying hello?"

Leaving the scene early without saying hello like this made Qianqiao feel a little bad, and she just saw her adoptive father rushing over and seemed to be about to say something, and she didn't know what was going on over there now...

"Leave it to Uncle Qi to deal with..."

Nangong Wenqing has always cared about this, and looked down at the girl who became more and more beautiful because of the foundation building, and finally opened his mouth to explain.

"Uh... Well..."

Qian Qiao choked, so she had to silently say to Uncle Qi in her heart.

"I think you've got a good harvest. ”

Seeing the girl looking at herself, Nangong Wenqing rarely took the initiative to find a topic.

"Hehe, it's not bad~ After Uncle Qi comes back, we will sit down and talk slowly... By the way, Third Uncle, you come with me!"

Qian Qiao scratched her head embarrassedly, and when her fingertips touched the white hosta on her head, she suddenly remembered the gift she had prepared, and immediately pulled the sleeve of the third uncle and walked to the living room.

“......”

Nangong Wenqing looked down at the sleeves that were pulled, and the girl's fair and slender little hands were intertwined with the pure white sleeves, forming a different kind of beauty, which made people unconsciously immersed in it.

"Third uncle, please take a seat~"

Qianqiao's crisp and melodious voice interrupted Nangong Wenqing's thoughts, and when she raised her eyes slightly, she saw the girl carrying a chair in front of her, and actively invited him to take a seat.

Under Qianqiao's hard invitation, Nangong Wenqing lifted the hem of her robe and sat on the chair, although she didn't know what she wanted to do, she had some expectations in her heart.