After An Qinyuan left, Tianming went to the study to study the file just now, An Qinyuan had shared it with him just now, Huo Yan went to the garden outside to play with the whip, he was a person who couldn't hold back, and the rhino secretly went to the kitchen, and he knew what to do without saying anything.

Therefore, only Jia Shasha and An Lan were left in the living room.

Jia Shasha picked an apple in her hand and spun around absentmindedly, looking like she was on her mind.

An Lan walked over and sat beside her, and asked casually, "What do you think, how is An Qinyuan?" ”

The rotating apple paused, moved again, and Jia Shasha said, "What's the matter, a son." ”

An Lan watched the apple in her hand turn faster and faster, turned her head to look at the person outside the window, and said, "Huo Yan doesn't know yet, you made a decision earlier." ”

Jia Shasha held the apple suddenly, her five fingers turned white, and she turned her eyes and said, "You, got it?" ”

An Lan said: "The authorities are confused, and the bystanders are clear, we have been together for so long, and we can't see the clues?" ”

Jia Shasha suddenly blushed, and said, "I thought I was hiding it well." ”

"Why hide it?" An Lan asked.

Jia Shasha put the apple back in the bar, leaned back on the sofa, and said, "Interstellar iron law, shemales have different paths, there are some things that can't be thought of. ”

"So you'd rather suppress yourself?" Anlan said.

Jia Shasha was silent for a moment and said, "I don't have a choice. ”

An Lan sighed and said, "When did you fall in love with him?" ”

Jia Shasha thought for a while and said, "I don't know, I don't know what to do, how can I control this?" ”

She sighed and continued, "I really miss the days when I didn't have a shapeshift, when there were so many troubles. ”

An Lan said: "The demon cultivates into a human form, isn't it just for the spirit of human nature, the demon has seven emotions and six desires before becoming a human, it's not your fault, and you're not wrong." ”

The whistling whip outside the window came, An Lan listened attentively, and then said, "Then, Huoyan's mind, do you understand?" ”

Jia Shasha was silent for a while, and said, "Didn't he pick it out?" ”

"You don't feel anything about him?" An Lan asked.

Jia Shasha said: "I still know my own feelings. ”

Are you sure? Can people really distinguish their feelings?

How can feelings be so easy to distinguish?

An Lan wanted to speak and stopped: "That Anqin is ......"

"There will be no result," Jia Shasha said flatly, "between me and him, there will be no result." ”

When An Lan heard this, he became sad for a while, looked at Jia Shasha, and finally didn't say anything.

My feelings, no matter how much others say, are useless.

Besides, there is no need for it.

It's just that she didn't expect that a neat woman like Sasha would also be cowardly in the face of feelings.

However, who is not cowardly?

She looked out the window, and the red whip was waving among the green waters and green mountains, which was extremely conspicuous.

Isn't there a faint time when the red of the flame is faint?

……

In Li's house, Shangguan Suoqing was dressed in a cyan cheongsam, with his hair hanging down, sitting in front of the mirror, holding a white paper in his hand, erasing the red on his lips, and then throwing it aside, his index finger swiped the neatly arranged lipstick, picked out a low-key plum color, and repainted it.

She looked at her gentle self in the mirror, very satisfied, but the scarlet dots on her nails, she glanced at it, and clenched her fists.

The third aunt walked behind her, picked up the wooden comb on the dresser, and curled her sideburns slightly.

Shangguan Suoqing saw the white cloth on her hand from the mirror and said, "The injury is not healed?" ”

The third aunt said, "Not so fast. ”

Surprise flashed in Shangguan Suoqing's eyes, and he said, "What kind of weapon is so powerful." ”

The third aunt showed hatred on her face and said, "I don't know, I only saw a ray of red light at that time. ”

"Wounded by the light?"

"No," said the third aunt, "that thing is very powerful, not just a ray of light." ”

"There is such a powerful weapon in the world," Shangguan Suoqing muttered to himself, then glanced at the white cloth and said lightly, "It's a pity." ”

This bird demon, who cherishes her nails the most, is now cut off by the roots, how can she not feel distressed.

Immediately, she said in a deep voice: "Your injury has not healed for a long time, and it is easy to arouse suspicion, so you need to find a way as soon as possible." ”

With a crisp bang, the third aunt threw the wooden comb back to the dresser and said, "I know." ”

Shangguan Suoqing's eyes flashed with unhappiness, and he sneered: "You don't have to play prestige in front of me, your skills are not as good as others, who can blame you?" ”

The third aunt looked at the face of the person in the mirror, her eyes flashed with a sly light, and she was not to be outdone: "I heard that Shangguan Bi was removed?" ”

Shangguan Suoqing glared at the person in the mirror fiercely, got up suddenly, controlled the ups and downs of his chest, and said, "I gave birth to a good son!" ”

A few words popped out of her mouth one by one.

Seeing this, the third aunt smiled slightly, consciously slightly superior, and no longer stimulated her.

And Shangguan Suoqing also quickly came back to his senses, hid the knife in his smile, and said: "Although I don't like those monsters, I didn't ask you to sneak attack in the middle of the night, you took it upon yourself to deal with that banshee, and finally cocooned yourself and injured yourself, who is it for?" ”

Over the years, she and Sangu have governed each other and become eyes and ears to each other, but they never know who Sangu is. Now that she has taken the initiative, she not only risks exposing herself, but also affects her.

She won't allow it!

The third aunt's eyes flickered, and a wave of hatred flashed through it, but Shangguan Suoqing didn't notice it. She said, "What, you're afraid I'll hurt you?" How did you do that kind of thing fifty years ago, you rat-like guts? ”

When the sound fell, Shangguan Suoqing swept the table with his hand, the things on the table fell to the ground, and the sound was sucked into the carpet, and nothing could be heard, as if she was screaming angrily in her heart.

"Shut up!" She said hoarsely, "I tell you, don't threaten me with the past, if I am a sword, you will do the same, if I am a fish, you are afraid that there will not even be any meat foam left!" Don't forget the original promise, people with two faces and three swords are hateful, and demons are even more hateful! ”

"Hehehe...... "Sangu laughed out loud and said, "There is no need to insinuate here, whether you hate monsters or yourself, you know in your own heart that you are just a monster in human skin, don't pretend to be a saint with me here, what is yourself, don't you know?" ”

Speaking of this, she got closer and closer, chasing the other party's evasive eyes, and said: "Over the years, you have lived by brainwashing yourself, could it be that you really convinced yourself that that person was killed by a demon, hahahaha......"

Sharp laughter lingered in his ears, and Shangguan Suoqing slowly raised his head to look at the other party, his eyes full of hatred and fear.

After a long time, the laughter stopped, Shangguan Suoqing's face was unprecedentedly pale, she glanced at the underground wreckage, said a word to clean up, and pushed her away.

The third aunt only felt that she was deserted and fled, and she felt that she had won a big victory, and glanced down with contempt in her eyes.

At this time, Shangguan Suo Qington stepped in front of the door and said, the things in the backyard should be cleaned up. With that, the figure disappeared in the doorway.

The third aunt squinted at the empty doorway, and her heart was shocked.

She even knew!

On this day, Anqin had arranged everything and returned home until midnight.

The servants had already fallen asleep, and he stood in the empty drawing-room, and when he found that the light in the study upstairs had not been extinguished, he took the elevator up and knocked on the door.

For a moment, a deep, mellow voice came from inside.

"Come in."

In the dead of night, the door opened lightly, An Qinyuan walked in, and then gently closed the door.

"Father." An Qin bowed his head and called respectfully.

The lights in the room were dim, and An Liru was sitting by the window, in the moonlight, holding a photo album in his hand, and was flipping through it.

An Qinyuan turned on the lights and said, "Father, stay up all night and hurt yourself, go back to sleep." ”

He knew that whenever his father had something on his mind, he would dim the light in the study and look at his aunt's pictures.

Fifty years later, the white album skin is still as new as before, which shows that it has been carefully collected and cared for on weekdays.

An Liru was wearing a black suit, with a calm temperament, his fingers rubbing the edge of the album, and looking down at the album.

The woman above, with long black hair tied into a ponytail, flying in the wind, is dressed in a neat white military uniform, with a black waist, raised eyes, sword eyebrows into the sideburns, and a heroic posture.

An Liru sighed deeply and said, "It's been fifty years......

(End of chapter)