The second lady of the Nangong family?
As soon as the two entered the inn, the woman who had been following the two walked out from behind the tree, and her ink eyes narrowed and followed.
After the woman entered the inn, the two were no longer there, presumably going back to the room to rest. As soon as the woman entered the inn, Xiao Er greeted her with a smile: "Does the girl want to stay in the hotel or eat?"
"Stay. The woman spoke, her voice filled with pride and indifference.
And she didn't notice the two people upstairs who had been watching her, He Yan looked at the woman with his chin in one hand, searching for suspicious people in his memory, but he just didn't remember her.
He Yan looked at the testament again: "The beauties of the testament, do you know?"
"Hmm. The testament nodded generously, and He Yan's eyes widened in surprise, "Do you really know?" In her memory, the testament has always been dislike to be close to people, how can it be ......
"Don't think about it. The last promise stretched out his hand and flicked it on her head, "She is the second lady of the Nangong family." ”
"Nangong family?" He Yan tilted her head, she didn't provoke the people of the Nangong family.
The last promise didn't reply, and pulled her into the room, and not long after the two entered the room, Miss Nangong Er came up from downstairs and entered the room on the left side of their room.
He Yan sighed slightly, and was in trouble again.
"Okay, rest. The testament opened lightly, He Yan's eyes turned back and forth on him a few times, looking at the testament with a look that I had coveted for a long time, and smiled evilly: "The testament beauty, you don't know that I have been waiting for a long time." ”
"I know. The last promise took off his coat, hung it on the chair next to him, and glanced back at He Yan, "But I didn't want your dream to come true." He pointed, "You sleep there." ”
He Yan looked in the direction he was pointing and ...... Chair?
"The bereaved beauty, I don't take you to pick the door so much. He Yan looked at the testament with teary eyes: "Look at your shrunken body, I can't start if I want to, right?"
Which pot is not opened, which pot is mentioned!
The last promise's face sank, if it weren't for her, he would be like this?
The last finger was mentioned, and the chair instantly turned to ashes.
He lay down and said domineeringly, "Sleep on the floor." After that, there was silence......
"I ...... You ......" He Yan looked at the ashes on the ground speechlessly, she threw herself on the testament as if her own father was dead, crying so fiercely: "Testament beauty, don't be so unkind, okay?" I was wrong, I will listen to you in the future, oh?"
"Get out of the way. The testament turned over, away from He Yan, He Yan saw that there was an empty position on the bed, quickly got in, grabbed the quilt to defend his position: "Don't get out!"
The bereaved beauty stopped talking, He Yan saw that she should have succeeded, and also showed a smile, and was about to sleep, when the bereaved beauty said coldly: "Believe it or not, I threw you down with the quilt?"
"Don't. He Yan hugged the small version of the testament: "How can you be so ruthless about the beauties?"
"Warcraft is known for its ruthlessness. The testament snorted coldly, unimpressed by her words.
He Yan gritted his teeth, you forced me, you forced me.
She said: "Last promise, I order you to let me sleep, you you ...... Stand by the bed!"
The last promise really got up obediently, stood by the bed, staring at He Yan, He Yin's bed is coming, but at this time it is even more unbearable, under this kind of gaze, can it be a person who can sleep?
He Yan was only nervous for a while, thinking that he would never do anything to her, he turned over and slept peacefully, leaving only the person on the bed staring at the person, if the eye can kill, the person on the bed is no longer there at this time.
"Ji'er, let's go!"
"No, mother, I'm not leaving. ”
He Yan frowned, looking at the two mother and daughter in front of her who were separated by a group of black-clothed people, she could feel that this girl was none other than her.