Chapter 130

Nangong lie, who is standing beside Nangong Xueer, looks at Mingke. His eyes are a little complicated, but he just stands there quietly, watching Xueer go to Mingke.

"Yaya." The name can low call a, the heart of shock is still not scattered: "how can you be here? You... "

Looking at her, the higher cake and the knife in her hand, she was still in a trance, but still reflected: "are you Nangong Xueer? Nangong's little princess

"I didn't say no, you didn't ask me." Xueer smiles and takes her hand. Her eyes fall on Mu Zijin again. She glances at the gift in his hand and bends her thin lips: "what gift will cousin Zijin give me this year? If it's still those things, I don't want them. Let them

He pointed to the servant not far behind him. The servant had already held a lot of gifts, and some of them had been taken down by them.

Mu Son Jin stretched out a hand to play on her head for a while, smile to scold: "send you the same, that is also a mind, how can say don't don't want?"

Seeing her frown and disappointment in her eyes, he handed out the gift and said with a smile, "this year's gift is different. It's up to you."

"Yes." Nangong Xueer grabs the present and still leads her name to the cake: "coco elder sister, I'm tired of cutting. Come and help me cut it."

Mingke is still a little shocked, but what's more shocking is that when she talks, she has put the special cake cutting knife into her hand. Then she hugs her heart in her arms, hugs her hard, and says contentedly: "Ann's partner has finally come back. I'm really afraid that you won't come this evening, and Ann will be alone and have no partner 。”

Then he pushed Nangong lie to one side: "brother, you help sister coco cut the cake together. I want to open the present. I have no time."

Looking back at the old man, she bent her eyebrows and laughed happily: "grandfather, this is my new friend. I want her to help me cut the cake, OK?"

Nangong nodded and his eyes fell on Mingke. Although he was smiling, he still had a dignified face, which gave people a kind of deep pressure: "Ya Ya let you cut, you can help her cut, thank you."

Yaya, originally Nangong Xueer's breast name is really Yaya. She didn't cheat herself, but she didn't ask her real name all the time.

Mingke just nodded subconsciously to shangnangong's eyes, but obviously he didn't react.

What makes her even more uneasy is that Beiming night is standing not far away. Now he is quietly looking at her. His thin lips are slightly raised, and he doesn't know what to laugh at, or what to say. He just habitually raises this kind of false smile.

The guests' eyes were all focused on her. The pressure from all sides made her almost unable to pick up the small cake knife.

"Yaya asked you to help her. Just do her a favor. She is so naughty. Don't mind." Nangong lie took the plate in his hand and went to her: "come on, help cut the cake."

Mingke finally regained her mind this time. She took a deep breath and glanced at Nangong Xueer. She saw that she was quietly looking at herself and laughing. Her face sank and she stared at her. Then she finally reached out to cut the cake.

In fact, the guests do not really want to eat this cake, but the old man here, the cake is always to eat.

Most of the guests are for the old man. We can imagine the influence of Nangong in dongxiling.

Mingke carefully cuts the cake, and each piece is loaded on the plate sent by Nangong lie, and then sent to the guests.

Before long, I heard Nangong Xueer's surprise voice not far behind: "it's harmonica, or the style I want. Cousin Zijin, you didn't let me down this time."

"Do you mean we let you down?" Not far away, the northern night glanced at her in a playful tone.

Nangong Xueer nods her mouth. She treats Beiming night differently from other people. She jumps over and smiles at him: "of course, I like the gift from my brother. I really like it, but I don't even have a driver's license. How can I drive the car?"

She is telling the truth. The car given to her by Beiming night really suits her heart, but she doesn't have a driver's license. My grandfather won't let her drive out.

Beiming night raised his chin, and his eyes fell on Mingke's slender figure: "don't you have a new friend? She should be able to drive. She can take you for a ride when she's happy. "

The insipid voice floated into my ears, making mingkedun stiff. What her new friend said was obviously her. She also felt that his hot eyes had been on her.

All of a sudden, I think of the situation that I just hugged Mu Zijin in the backyard. If Beiming night knew that she had hugged Mu Zijin so tightly, Mu Zijin even had an impulse to her. I don't know if he would want to strangle her.

In a hurry, with a shake of the hand holding the cake, the cake in the crystal plate almost slipped down.

Nangong lie took the dish from her hand, looked down at her, and said, "concentrate. It's bad luck to spill the cake on the ground.""I'm sorry!" She startled, looked up at him, a little flustered: "I will not, I will concentrate."

She still has something to ask Nangong lie. How can she make trouble at this time? What's more, this cake is Yaya's. If something bad happens to her because of her mistake, she will feel guilty.

"What are you scaring her to do? What's a good or bad word? " Mu Zijin went over and stood on the other side of her side. He also took a crystal plate to help her cut the cake: "even if you cut it, don't pay attention to him, he's just a little strange. He only scares the beautiful little beauty that he can't get."

Nangong lie glanced at him and suddenly hooked his lips: "then you have got this little beauty. Tell me when it happened. It won't be in the ward, will it?"

The voice of the two people was not very loud, and the people around them were noisy. If they didn't pay attention, they couldn't hear clearly at all. However, the man not far behind them didn't miss a word.

Mingke really felt that she nodded. These two people actually said this kind of words here. What's more, Beiming night was just behind him. He must have heard it, because she clearly felt that the gaze staring at her suddenly became cold.

As soon as his eyes were cold, she felt that the pressure on her body was a little heavier, and even her breathing began to be a little disordered.

"Don't pay attention to him. That's his virtue." Mu Son Jin stretched out hand to rub to rub her hair, pacify a way.

He is appeasing, but such a move makes Mingke even more flustered. She tries her best to suppress her panic and cut the cake well, ignoring other things and the cold eyes behind her.