Chapter 281

But the more he said that, the more tears Xi Yueer shed.

Tears, like broken pearls, fell one by one on the bedding between them, making the peonies on the bedding more colorful and charming.

Huo Yanchen holding her beautiful face, along the tears, all the way to kiss her tears.

Even if it was bitter, he swallowed them. He gently shallow peck, close to her face, her tears will make him distressed.

"Moon, don't cry. When you cry, my heart will panic. " With infinite tenderness, he begged the man who was better than anything in the world not to cry.

"Yue'er, you are not in good health now. Don't cry. It's going to hurt you. " Give a pet reproach.

Xi yue'er pours into Huo Yanchen's arms and cries more fiercely.

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When Ziqin comes here with morning tea to let xiyueer wash, she pushes the door. It's like this. She holds Huo Yanchen in her arms and tears flow out.

She stepped back wisely.

Ziqin with tea, walking all the way, recalling the scene of Xi Yueer holding Huo Yanchen.

So Miss Yu refused to accept Wang all the time. Is it because of the man who owns the mansion? Judging from what happened a few days ago and what happened just now, Miss Yu has always loved him. What about Wang?

Her hand with the saucer tightened, and several striking fingerprints fell on the edge.

With a bang, the cup fell to the ground. She hit someone.

Zhang Tianyi was splashed with water. He watched the purple zither squatting down to pick up the pieces on the ground.

Not far away, I saw what she seemed to be thinking. I had opened the way for her for a long time, but I ran into myself without any chance.

Zhang Tianyi stood expressionless.

Ziqin is a face of lost soul, to pick up the debris, suddenly cut her fingers by debris, but she did not know, continue to cut debris.

Zhang Tianyi noticed this.

"Your hand." Zhang Tianyi squatted down and pointed to her hand.

Ziqin came back to herself and said nervously, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang." She didn't pay any attention to the injury on her hand. Instead, she apologized in a panic.

"Your hand is hurt." Zhang Tianyi reminds a way.

What was she thinking? She was so absorbed that she didn't even know that she was hurt.

At this time, Ziqin found that her hand was bleeding a lot.

Ziqin pressed her finger to keep the blood from flowing out.

Without saying a word, Zhang Tianyi reaches over to tear open one of her clothes and holds Ziqin's hand. Qingjun doesn't have any emotion on his face. He helps her to wrap up the wound without expression.

Ziqin looks at the man who doesn't smile and doesn't care about himself. It turns out that she is still careful.

He looked into her eyes. Ziqin was just like a person who peeped at others and was suddenly found. He was embarrassed and his face was slightly hot.

Zhang Tianyi didn't know why she would make this expression, so she stood up, "after walking, watch the road, now you are bumping into me, if you bump into the Lord, I don't know how many lives you can have."

Zhang Tianyi's words seem to remind her. He glanced at the saucer on the floor and found a few finger marks on the edge.

"I don't care where you come from or who you are. Don't try to do something stupid." Without a trace of emotion.

After finishing this sentence, Zhang Tianyi left without looking back.

Ziqin looked at the figure, tall and towering, even walking meticulously, solemn as the altar of sacrifice.

"What about Uncle Xiao?"

"I like it very much, too, but Yi'er likes his father more."

He put the book in his hand on the stone table, and then sat down on the stone bench with Ziqin, swinging his two short legs.

"Ziqin, you are such a big man. It's time to get married like your mother."

The little guy is a big kid, half holding his head, looking at Ziqin.

Er, Ziqin looks at him speechless. He has a delicate and beautiful face. Ziqin wants to hold it in her arms and trample it.

"Young master is so small, how can he understand the world of adults?"

He was not happy to hear that she regarded herself as a child. He was a little angry.

Fathers are not the same. They don't treat themselves as children.

"What's the matter? Angry? "

Seeing his angry face, Ziqin went to knead the meat on his cheek, and her delicate and beautiful face was changed.

"Ziqin, if you do this again, be careful you won't get married!" He didn't clap her hand open, but tooted his mouth.

Ziqin didn't trample him less. Every time after xiyueer left, looking at his pink face, she couldn't help it.

Who told him to be so cute.

"Young master, I'm still worried that I can't find the little lady in the future."

Long a doll's face, it is estimated that no woman will be willing to marry a more beautiful man than herself, Ziqin thought.

"I'm still young. I'm not afraid. Ziqin is so old and not good-looking. It's estimated that no man will want you." Said the little fellow.

The definition of beauty and ugliness will be defined by one's own mother and father.

Ziqin was obviously angry with the little guy who said he was ugly.

Although I don't look as beautiful as Miss Yu, compared with many people, I am also pretty. Isn't she ugly?

Ziqin let go of him, only to see the little guy's face appear two red.

Get married? She didn't think that she was the only one in his heart. He would never notice himself.

"Ziqin, what's the matter with you?" Is it not because of what you said? "Don't be sad, it's not your fault to be ugly! There will always be one blind. "

what? What did the young master say?

When did he become so venomous?

She raised her hand to knead his little face. The little guy suddenly jumped down and ran behind her.

"Uncle Nangong, why did you come so early today?" He raised his head, his eyes twinkling like little stars.

When Ziqin saw the man, she suddenly realized who she had learned from.

After all, I can see him in the palace these days. He is a bit of a dandy. He doesn't even pay attention to Huo Yanchen and dares to make fun of him. There are only such people in the palace.

"Uncle naturally missed you." He picked up the little guy and saw that he still had two lumps of orange on his face. He looked at Ziqin here and said to the little guy with a smile, "you are so red on your face. Are some women lustful towards you and forced to bow by her overlord?"

"No. It's Yi'er who thinks he's cute, so he rubs it with his hands. " With that, the two little hands "snapped" and made a gesture of kneading their little faces.

"You little devil. I'm not like your father at all Nangong stretched out his hand, but pinched it and sighed.

Huo Yanchen that person, cold, just like an iceberg, no matter how hot heart, will also be frozen in an instant.

Maybe only the moon can melt the ice of the millennium.