Chapter 133: Qingyin Your Mother Is Alive

Chu Nuan suddenly realized that she was the legendary xiaolongbao, but after touching her chin, this little baby had a straight face, and she looked lean, how she didn't look like a bun. Luo Qingyin's chick is more like, but she is really not the third brother's daughter?

"Qingyin, is your mother alive?"

"Our mother passed away shortly after giving birth to xiao long bao. Luo Qingyin sighed and touched Xiaolongbao's head.

"Oh, Xiaolongbao is really your sister, does it really have anything to do with my third brother?" glanced at Yun Xuege, the guy seemed to be aware of the strange atmosphere here, and threw a very shameless glance at Luo Qingyin, Luo Qingyin replied with a white eye to the lip shape, sassy bag.

"I was also surprised when I saw your third brother, and thought he was our long-lost brother, but your brother was so sassy that our family didn't have it, so it was denied. ”

Raising his eyebrows, his eyes fell on Yun Xue Ge again, under the red lantern, his fair skin was slightly red, his eyebrows were tall, and his peach blossom eyes were slightly narrowed.

The two of them were chatting happily here, and some people in the room began to be impatient, only to see Yi Cairou standing aside, her little face gradually turned pale, and she bit her lip for a while before she made a sound, "Brother Yue, can we find a place to sit down and talk." ”

Seeing Yicai like this, Yue Xiliu stepped forward to support Yicai in a few steps, frowned and glanced at Chu Nuan beside her, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes, "Don't you know how to help her when you see her uncomfortable?"

The starry sky faded away, leaving dark clouds all over the sky. With a flower in front of him, Chu Nuan almost fell, "I didn't see it, besides, why did I help her, what did I do?"

Yue Xiliu's brows furrowed a little deeper, his expression was a little complicated, and when he saw Chu Nuan say this, he changed his face to impatience, "Yun Chunuan, don't think that you are Xue Ge's sister and can do whatever you want, I don't think you are a character in the Holy Spirit, if there is anything wrong with the clothes, don't blame me for not remembering the old feelings." ”

The old love ・・・・・・, Chu Nuan hooked his lips and smiled, the peach blossom mark on his forehead gradually deepened, and he was about to turn black, Yun Xue Ge quickly stuffed a red pill into Chu Nuan's mouth.

A faint bitterness flowed into his mouth, Chu Nuan's chest was stuffy, and the blood that reached his throat was swallowed again. Seeing that the peach blossom seal was restored to the previous color, Yun Xue Ge secretly sighed, and glanced at Yue Xiliu with Chu Nuan's slightly warning eyes in one hand, "I don't know why you are so protective of your clothes, but don't forget that Nuan Nuan is my Yun Xue Ge's sister, if you can't give her happiness, I can find someone else for her." ”

"That is, don't think that the master owes you anything, I know that you have remembered everything, Yicai is your baby, but it is nothing in my red eyes, she has harmed the master, you have also harmed the master, I will not let you get closer to the master again, that person is more suitable than you. Snorting, Hongli opened his arms to protect Chu Nuan, his eyes were full of firmness, hatred, unbearable, and pity.

The white moonlight hit Yue Xiliu's body, and the slender shadow spread behind Chu Nuan, superimposing with Chu Nuan's shadow, such a warm picture, but it was broken by this strange atmosphere, and no one even noticed it.

Yue Xiliu stood there with his head buried in it, and the clothes standing on his right hand were half-leaning on his shoulder, and at the same time, a glimmer of light flashed under the buried head.

"Okay, it's only been a few days since I entered the school, I don't want to have any special quarrels with the president of the monarchy, third brother, Hongli, Qingyin, let's go, Xiaolianzi, take your little black and then, Jun Gongzi, you are free. In such a plain and polite tone, it was as if this street of the Holy Spirit was his home.

The back gradually faded away, and the two shadows that overlapped each other gradually separated until one of them disappeared, and Yue Xiliu slowly raised his head, his eyes a little confused.