Master Yan laughed at himself, looked at the stone gate and sighed, "This stone gate is the originator of our Dechun Hall, that is, the ancestor grandmother left behind. ”

"She once said that after putting an important secret book into the stone gate, only someone who is destined can open it."

"Nearly a thousand years have passed, and none of the disciples of the Dechun Hall have been able to open it!"

"The master is unlucky!"

Master Yan sighed with emotion, deep love, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Qiao Ning was puzzled, "I'm not from Dechun Hall, are you sure I can open it?" ”

"Try it." Master Yan sighed, "If it weren't for the fact that there was no one in the sect available, I wouldn't have asked Xiaoyou to give it a try." ”

"Then I'll try." Qiao Ning gave Master Yan a vaccination, "I can't guarantee to open it." ”

"I'm prepared." Master Yan gave way to Qiao Ning, "Please give it a try." ”

Qiao Ning stepped forward, his hand on the stone door, and he exerted his strength.

After a long time, the stone gate did not move.

Qiao Ning withdrew his hand and patted the dust on his hands, "I'm sorry, I'm not destined either." ”

There was not the slightest apology on her face, and her expression was even a little innocent.

Master Yan sighed and stared at Shimen sadly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Qiao Ning asked softly, "My mother called me home, can I leave first?" ”

Master Yan waved his hand in disappointment, and Qiao Ning quickly left.

Rushed out of the Spring Hall.

Qiao Ning remembered Nan Lingxi and sent her a WeChat message, and then took a taxi back to Qiao's house.

Sitting in the car, Qiao Ning wiped his hands repeatedly with wet tissues, and his fingers trembled slightly.

The palm of her hand is red, and she is still wiping.

Qiao Ning lowered her eyes, the sun shining through the car window, hitting her pale face, and she was surrounded by unease.

She could push the door open......

As for what is destined for Chuntang, she doesn't believe it, and she doesn't dare to believe it.

There are many mysteries in this otherworld, and she spares her life and does not want to touch them easily.

Perhaps, the more you live, the more timid you become......

"Sister, 108 yuan, WeChat or Alipay?" The smile on the driver's face was extraordinarily bright.

“！！！”

Qiao Ning immediately raised his head, as if he was fighting, "Have you taken a taxi meter!" 108？ Why don't you grab it? ”

"Girl, you can't say that!" The driver was immediately unhappy, and pointed to the sign at the intersection of Bluewater Bay, "In the past, all of them were big villas, do you care about that fraction?" ”

The driver glanced Qiao Ning up and down, wrinkling his eyebrows, "You're a college student, right?" was wrapped up at a young age, why do you still want to exploit us ordinary people? ”

"You have to have hundreds of thousands a month, right? Can't get a hundred? ”

Qiao Ning grinded his teeth and put his hand on the car door, "Master, if you don't apologize, I will give you a 'new car', and by the way, I will send you a lawyer's letter." ”

The driver's master sneered, and the horizontal flesh on his face was full of sarcasm, "Little girl, like brother?" ”

Qiao Ning's eyes widened, "What are you talking about?" ”

What brain circuitry does he have?

Why did his mother let him out to harm people?

The driver's eyes were stained with lust, and he unbuckled his seat belt and was ready to go.

"Little girl, it's an old man who wraps you, right? With my brother—"

'Bang'

Jonin jumped out of the car, pulled the crumbling door down, and threw it on the road.

Under the surprised and helpless gaze of the driver, she leaned down, staring at the driver's master with dark eyes, and made a forward movement.

The driver's hairs stood up, and the seat belt was too late to be fastened, and with one foot on the accelerator, the car flew out with a puff.

Qiao Ning returned to his normal state and shrugged his shoulders, "Tsk." ”

Qiao Ning carried his bag and stepped on the door of the car on the ground, estimating how much money the driver would pay if he was caught by the traffic police.

"It's still quite effective to go crazy~"

"Indeed."

A voice came from behind him, Qiao Ning's face froze, and he turned around slowly, and the arrogance and spikes all over his body disappeared without a trace, "Brother." ”

Very well-behaved.

Song Moshen couldn't see emotion on his face, and his voice was as calm as ever, "Mom took Mowei back to Qiao's house." ”

Qiao Ning nodded, "Uh-huh." ”

Song Moshen walked forward, and Qiao Ning raised his heel behind Song Moshen.

"Mom, I mean to let you live with Mowei at Qiao's house."

Song Moshen didn't look back, and walked forward on his own.

Qiao Ning answered, "Oh. ”

Until they returned to Qiao's house, the brother and sister had no other conversation.

Joe's living room.

"Ning Ning is back, come in, Qiao Dong and Miss Mo Wei will personally stew your bird's nest!"

Hearing this, Qiao Ning's steps were faster, leaving Song Moshen behind.

Song Moshen was puzzled and looked at the flower housekeeper, "She likes to drink bird's nest very much?" ”

The flower housekeeper smiled: "Mr. Song, Ning Ning said that eating bird's nest has a refreshing taste of eating gold." ”

Song Moshen: "......"

Qiao Ning, how did she manage to be greedy for money and pick the door?

I gave her five million, and I didn't spend a penny.

If he gave her ten bowls of bird's nest, he had no doubt that she would be able to finish them all.

Qiao Ning walked to the living room and saw Qiao Ruyue and Song Mowei on the sofa, their eyes were complicated, her steps were paused, her scalp was numb, and she put the bag on the coffee table.

"Mom, Mowei, good afternoon."

Qiao Ning sat on the sofa and greeted him obediently.

"Ning Ning, come here." Qiao Ruyue beckoned to Qiao Ning and asked Qiao Ning to sit beside her.

Qiao Ning intuitively felt that something was wrong, so he still sat down.

"You've already met, and Mom won't introduce you much." Qiao Ruyue is gorgeous and domineering appearance, laughing, full of affinity, she pulled the broken hair around Qiao Ning's ear, her eyes were gentle, "Mo Wei will live in Qiao's house like Ning Ning in the future." ”

"In the future, Mo Wei will be Ning Ning's sister, you have to get along well, you know?"

Qiao Ning twisted his eyebrows.

Qiao Ruyue's eyes flashed with a fierce color, if her family Ning Ning was unwilling, Song Mowei naturally couldn't stay.

Although she wanted to control all the factors that were unfavorable to Ning Ning, Ning Ning's feelings came first.

Song Mo's heart was slightly astringent, and he blinked, and the coldness on his face did not change at all.

"Didn't we all be born on the same day?" Qiao Ning was puzzled, "Why is she a sister?" ”

She lived two lifetimes!

She's the sister!

Qiao Ruyue: "......"

Silly girl!

Song Mowei: "......"

Lack of heart!

"Yu Li, Mo Wei was born an hour earlier than you, Yu Qing, Mo Wei is more mature." Song Moshen walked in and spoke in a deep voice.

Qiao Ning's gaze was on Song Mowei...... Chest.

Seem...... A little more mature than her......

Song Mo turned sideways slightly, cleared his throat and said, "The bird's nest in the kitchen is stewed, I'll serve it to you." ”

Song Mo fled slightly.

Looking at Song Mowei's figure, the corners of Qiao Ning's lips floated with a touch of curvature, and Cheng Tian had a bitter face, even if he had good luck, he was sent away by her, so lively, how good!

Qiao Ruyue raised her hand, gave Qiao Ning's little brain a chestnut, and scolded with a smile, "Where are the eyes!" ”

Qiao Ning covered his head and begged for mercy.

The mother and daughter laughed and the atmosphere was harmonious, and no one could get in.

Song Moshen's eyes sank and he walked towards the kitchen.

"Brother!"

Qiao Ning called out to Song Moshen.

Song Moshen turned around, and there was no expression on his handsome face, "What's wrong?" ”

"Brother, I have something for you!"

Song Moshen's throat was sticky, his thin lips opened lightly, and he wanted to say something, but he finally swallowed it, but the extremely oppressive phoenix eyes had a little warmth and expectation.

Qiao Ning flipped through the backpack on the coffee table and took out the boxes of meals packed with hot pot at noon.

The light in Song Moshen's eyes gradually dissipated: "......"

He doesn't eat spicy food.

But after all, it was Qiao Ning who sent him his heart, and it was not good for him to refuse.

"Found it!"

After Qiao Ning took out five boxes of packaged hot pot dishes, he finally turned out a small cloth bag, rectangular, looking at the line and version, as if he had sewn it himself.

A small white square bag, made of cotton, embroidered with a complicated rune.

There's weirdness in cuteness.

(End of chapter)