Hearing her younger brother mention this, Nangong Qingyao couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

She lowered her eyelashes, and her voice was faint, "When you come back, my sister will make up for your birthday." ”

Jun Chenye raised his head suddenly.

In addition to shock, there is more surprise in the bottom of the eyes, "Sister ......"

"Hmm......" Nangong Qingyao didn't know what to say for a while, "That's what I heard Jun Yue say before." ”

He can't wait to integrate this person into his flesh and blood, how can this person be liked?

Since he was born, he has been bullied, until he came to the Yu Clan, and he almost didn't remember his birthday.

Unexpectedly, my sister would suddenly think about celebrating her birthday......

When I think about it, my heart melts into satisfaction.

Thinking of this, he already had the answer in his heart.

"I want my sister to weave a peace knot for me, is that okay?"

The younger brother's eyes were full of expectations and grievances, and he couldn't bear to refuse.

Nangong Qingyao responded lightly.

"Sister, hand it to me."

Nangong Qingyao looked at Junchen's expectant appearance in the night, pursed her lips and handed over her slender jade hand.

The fingers were slender and white, delicate and smooth, like a fine cold jade.

Jun Chenye held Nangong Qingyao's wrist with one hand, and wrote a date on Nangong Qingyao's palm with the index finger of the other hand.

The strength is neither light nor heavy, and it is a little itchy, which makes people feel numb.

"Sister, this is my birthday, do you remember?"

His eyes were as black as ink, like a vast starry sky with a fatal attraction.

There seemed to be a slight burning lingering in the palm of her hand, and Nangong Qingyao pressed the strangeness in her heart, "Write it down." ”

Jun Chenye suddenly approached Nangong Qingyao, and the two of them almost breathed together, and the atmosphere was charming and ambiguous.

Before Nangong Qingyao could hide, she was almost held in her arms by her younger brother, and a warm breath fell from her ears, "Sister, there are peach blossoms on your hair, and as he spoke, he pinched a delicate peach petal between his fingers to prove it to his beautiful sister."

Nangong Qingyao originally felt that this kid was getting less and less big and small, and wanted to say a few words about him, but looking at the peach blossom in his slender and bony hand, he shook his head for a while......

......

There were a lot of files on the red sandalwood table, Nangong Qingyao knelt on the bamboo mat and sorted out the bamboo slips on it, and when she heard the knock on the door, she stopped her movements and let people in.

Junchen pushed the door in the night.

"Here's a letter, you can send it to the demon clan tomorrow and call it to Mo Hong in person." Nangong Qingyao said, handing Jun Chenye a letter.

Jun Chenye nodded, took the letter and put it into his sleeve robe, sat down opposite the table, and helped Nangong Qingyao to sort out the bamboo slips together, his sister's injuries were getting more and more serious, he had to go to the Heavenly Clan, and he hadn't told his sister yet......

Nangong Qingyao sat cross-legged and closed her eyes to recuperate. The room was peaceful and beautiful.

I don't know how long it took, Junchenye's voice sounded in Nangong Qingyao's ears, "Sister, I made you tea." ”

The scorching breath stimulated the sensitive skin behind the ears, and Nangong Qingyao opened a pair of misty beautiful eyes, the water was hazy, like a little animal that had been bullied miserably.

The moon-white robe lined the man's skin like snow, and his hair was like ink.

But the tail of the eye is red, leaving a little charm.

Junchen's eyes darkened at night.

My sister is too much of a goblin.........

Evil thoughts in the heart burst out uncontrollably.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he leaned closer to his sister, "Sister, taste?" ”

The breaths of the two people almost blended together, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Nangong Qingyao moved away slightly, and her thoughts returned to clarity, "Put it down." ”

Junchen Ye had no choice but to put down the teacup and regretfully distance himself from his sister.

It's a shame.

"It's not time?" Nangong Qingyao glanced at the sky outside, and slowly got up and walked to the window.

There was a colorful paper crane on the window sill, Nangong Qingyao pinched the paper crane between her fingers, and saw the text message on it: Yuejun closed the door and did not come out, nothing unusual.

He couldn't help but wonder.

Then Murong Xue really didn't do anything when she returned to the Moon Clan this time? It's impossible to let that woman stay honestly in the Moon Clan and not come out for the whole thing!

It's a bit unbelievable.

Putting down the paper crane, Nangong Qingyao thought about it, but still wrote a letter to Jun Ruyu, cast a sealing trick, and put the letterhead into the body of the colorful paper crane, and the little paper crane with spiritual power flew into the air and disappeared in a blink of an eye.