The novel with the fastest update and the most complete book is the novel network When Qiu Peng went out, it was already the second half of the night. It was less than two hours before dawn.

The weather in the second half of the night was bitterly cold, and Qiu Peng ran as fast as he could.

He could sense that there was a man behind him, not far behind him, following him from left to right.

Qiu Peng deliberately tested that person's strength, so he sped up and ran forward, but he couldn't get rid of that person, and he couldn't help but be secretly surprised in his heart;

After a while, he came to heaven and earth.

Qiu Peng climbed over the wall and walked towards the small red building in the backyard. In the entire building, only one room was left with the lights still on.

The figure of a woman, projected by candlelight on the window, her hair like a cloud, vaguely Diemei, as if Diemei was deliberately showing Qiu Peng which room she was in.

Qiu Peng easily grabbed the railing, jumped up to the second floor, climbed through the window, and saw Diemei sitting at the table, reading quietly to this candle.

A few faint bits of light on the table illuminated the room.

The room is warm as spring, and the air is filled with a faint, charming sweet fragrance that gives a dreamlike feeling.

Qiu Peng is too familiar with this fragrance, in the Eastern Alliance, the first time he saw Diemei, her boudoir was filled with this unforgettable fragrance.

It looks like it should be a bedroom, not a big size, but warm and cozy.

On the left is a fine bed, on the right is a dresser, and across the door is a desk with a row of books. By the window is a small table with a chaise longue next to it.

The room is elegantly furnished, with some bookish and girlish cleanliness, and a faint aroma of fat powder.

Qiu Peng thought that this was the butterfly boudoir, and he was able to enter the room to meet at this moment, and he couldn't help but have a very special feeling in his heart.

Diemei was lying on the chaise longue, stepping on a footstool, draped in a thin quilt, holding a hand stove in her arms, holding a book in her right hand, and reading quietly to the light.

Her expression is languid and serene, which, combined with her comfortable sitting posture, gives a very seren, warm and serene feeling.

Even Qiu Peng watched from the side, feeling that on a cold night, in a warm bedroom, lying on a recliner and relaxing and reading, it was like a beautiful picture.

Seeing Qiu Peng suddenly break in, Diemei didn't show the slightest surprise, her eyes moved from the book to Qiu Peng's face for a moment, and said, "You are here, sit." ”

He gestured to a chair beside him.

Qiu Peng was a little surprised, or not angry with her with an expression of no surprise, and said, "How do you know that I will definitely come?"

Diemei looked away from the book and smiled at Qiu Peng, as if to say, "Aren't you here?"

Qiu Peng was helpless, sat on the chair opposite Diemei, and said, "Count you ruthless." If you can think of using a sachet to relieve me, you can naturally guess that I will definitely continue to come here tonight to make a show, so as to be able to win Feng Shihan's trust. ”

Diemei put the book in her hand on her lap and smiled: "Don't be angry, in fact, I didn't expect you to come so late." ”

Qiu Pengxin said: "Even I didn't expect it, if it weren't for Ji Xian's mother-in-law suddenly going crazy." ”

As she spoke, Diemei stretched out her pointed fingers, covered her mouth, and yawned lazily, Qiu Peng never thought that a person's yawning could be so elegant and moving, even full of temptation.

Diemei tiredly supported her chin with the back of her hand and said, "Diemei thought that you wouldn't be here today." As she spoke, Diemei gently rocked the chaise longue, squinting her eyes, and looking leisurely.

Qiu Peng had no intention of appreciating it, looking at Diemei, hesitating in his heart, not knowing how to make this unspeakable request to Diemei.

Diemei was looking up at Qiu Peng, stunned, and said in surprise: "Is there something wrong with Young Master Qiu Peng?"

Qiu Peng hesitated and said, "That hi butterfly girl"

Diemei looked at Qiu Peng with an embarrassed face, but she was embarrassed to say the request, and said with a smile: "Qiu Peng, can you pour me a cup of tea?" Diemei felt very thirsty. ”

Qiu Peng's heart was relieved, and he was able to delay for a while, and then put forward some requirements that he felt were excessive.

Before this, Qiu Pengke never thought that it would be so difficult to say this sentence when facing Diemei.

Qiu Peng almost happily walked to the table next to him, picked up the teacup, poured a cup of tea for Diemei, and handed it to Diemei.

Diemei continued to read without raising her head, and said, "Help me try to see if it's hot enough, okay?"

Diemei's sweet voice seemed to have a magical power at this time, and even Qiu Peng felt that it was difficult to disobey, so he stretched out his mouth and tasted it, the tea was sweet and mellow, but the tea was already cold. Qiu Peng said: "It's a little cold. ”

"There's hot water next to it, can you add some for me?"

There was a pleading smack in her tone, and although she was instructing others to do things, it did not make people feel unpleasant at all, but had a feeling of willingness to serve.

Qiu Peng poured out the herbal tea, added hot water, tasted it, and said, "It should be okay." ”

Diemei's eyes were still on the book, but as if she could see, she reached out and took the teacup from Qiu Peng's hand, put the cup to her mouth, and took a sip.

Qiu Peng felt that strange feeling in his heart again.

Diemei put down the book in her hand, sat up with her upper body, and said with a smile: "The so-called courtesy is subordinate to people, and there must be something to ask for." ”

"I asked you to do so many things, if it was ordinary, at least two sentences of protest, but now you don't say a word, you look willing, you must have something in your heart, right?"

Qiu Peng saw Diemei sipping the tea in the cup comfortably, and somehow, he felt a sense of happiness and satisfaction.

He thought to himself, "No wonder there are so many people who like to be driven by butterflies, and this woman does have a charm that makes people willing to serve her, and even feel happy and satisfied because of it." ”

Qiu Peng said with a wry smile: "Exactly." ”

Diemei took another sip of tea, slowly put the cup on the table, sighed, and said: "You want to stop talking, it seems that you don't dare to say what you want in your heart, so think about it, this request must be very excessive, even you feel unreasonable?"

Qiu Peng spread his hands helplessly and said, "Quanzhong." ”

Qiu Peng said again: "First, it's hard to say, and second, Miss Diemei won't agree if she wants to." ”

Diemei raised her eyebrows, smiled at the corner of her mouth and said, "If you don't say it, how do you know that I won't agree?" Let's talk about it, Qiu Penggongzi's request, how many women in the world can refuse?"

Qiu Peng received her encouragement, and his courage increased greatly, thinking to himself, this woman is really considerate, no wonder so many men are fascinated by her. He said: "I want to borrow the butterfly boudoir to stay for a few days. ”

Diemei didn't think about it, so she said, "Okay." Tomorrow, the slave family will move out, and Qiu Peng's son can live as long as he likes. ”

Qiu Peng was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a while, and then said to Ai Ai: "Then I mean with Miss Diemei." ”

The smile on Diemei's face suddenly disappeared, and her two bright eyes looked at Qiu Peng, as if they were examining Qiu Peng's intentions.

Qiu Peng felt as if he was being interrogated under Diemei's gaze, and lowered his head weakly.

Diemei said with a smile: "Qiu Peng wants to use Diemei as a cover to confuse Feng Shihan." However, why would Qiu Peng think that he could make such a request to the slave family?

"Could it be Qiu Peng, do you think that the slave family is also like those girls, and they have a deep affection for Qiu Peng, so much so that they are willing to sacrifice a qiē to do such a shocking thing for you?"

Qiu Peng felt wolf, shook his hand and said, "How dare Qiu Peng have such arrogant thoughts. Miss Diemei Lan Xinhui has a temperament, style and temperament, which is rare in the world, how could she fall in love with a rude person like Qiu Peng. ”

"I was so confused that I would make such an outrageous request. Don't be surprised, I'll go. Then he turned around and was about to leave.

Qiu Peng felt that his cheeks were hot, and his head began to sweat uncontrollably, and he was ashamed in his heart, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into. He had never felt so embarrassed before, and he deeply regretted what he had just spoken.