Tall figure, strong spirit, absolutely a strong man.
Dangerous breath is on the verge of breaking out. When she stands firm in the yard, the man in the yard suddenly greets her. Qiao Yuling's first reaction is to run.
Fighting in the yard is bound to make a lot of noise. She should lead people to a safe place before fighting.
So one in front and one after another, Qiao Yuling ran to a secluded place and stopped.
Behind the man also stopped, cold voice with a trace of arrogance, "why not run?"
"It's none of your business whether I run or not. Who are you?" Qiao Yuling frowned and looked at the people in front of him. He always felt very familiar, but he couldn't say it again.
"Those who come into her house in the middle of the night will die." The man cold spit out these words, then toward Qiao Yuling called over, Qiao Yuling instantly hit back.
Men's skills are excellent, but Qiao Yuling is not bad either. Her most dominant skill is her difficult moves. Many of them are trained by her previous life, and close men can't get any benefits.
Xu is to see a little sign, the man unexpectedly only far start to fight, Qiao Yuling can't get close to his body, then suffer losses, the advantage instantly obvious.
Qiao Yuling has no chance to fight against men.
In the case of the man's fatal move, Qiao Yuling is not ambiguous. She directly feels that she has been soaked in the venom needle for a long time and flies out to the man.
The man seems to be able to see the general, a turn away from Qiao Yuling fly over the needle.
Qiao Yuling frowned, the second needle has not been thrown out, the man has appeared behind her like a shadow, the dagger just like that against her neck, her body instantly stiff.
"Don't play games." The man's low voice sounded in Qiao Yuling's ear, with a deep threat.
Qiao Yuling is frozen, her back in the back of the hand with poison, in her hand to catch the man's hand, stopped, she smelled the familiar smell, and this scene is also very familiar.
She slowly put down her hand, the poison in her hand was also collected by her, she did not move, just stood quietly, for a moment did not know what to say, the expression on her face also changed and changed.
Thanks to the night, no one can see her face.
"Who are you? What's the purpose of the night exploration? " Asked the man.
Qiao Yuling put a smile around his mouth and said with an indifferent attitude: "I still want to ask you, is it fun to stand in other people's yard in the middle of the night?"
The man's body was obviously stiff, and the dagger in his hand stuck into Qiao Yuling's neck again, "he said."
"Do I have to ask your permission to go home?" Qiao Yuling light voice with a trace of drama abuse smile.
The next moment, the dagger on the man's hand instantly fell to the ground, Qiao Yuling stepped on the man's instep, and then turned to stand opposite him.
At this moment, no one spoke. By the moonlight, they could only see each other's blurred faces.
Qiao Yuling is to see that over the past few years, the man is more calm, the body's anger is more serious, but handsome to God's face is more handsome, the height is also a lot higher, no longer like the youth who used to follow her.
Nangong Chenwei is very excited at the moment. She holds her hands tightly on both sides and looks greedily at the girl in front of her. She grows tall and her appearance has changed greatly. She is more beautiful in a Luo skirt. There is only a simple pearl hairpin on her bun.
She just stood in front of her and let his heart jump out of control. He wanted to reach out and touch her, but he didn't dare. Although he couldn't see clearly, he knew that there must be a shallow smile on her face.
I don't know how long after that, Qiao Yuling yawned casually. It was like asking an old friend, "what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"
"Nothing." Nangong Chenwei shakes his head in a hurry. When he comes, he seems to have a thousand words to say to her, but after he really sees her, he doesn't know what to say, as if language can't express it.
"Well, let's go." She suggested.
"Good." He was busy with his voice.
"These years..."
"These years..."
Two people at the same time, and then stopped at the same time, Qiao Yuling nodded with a smile, "life is OK, thank you for the people over, helped a lot."
"They are your people." Nangong Chenwei reminds, meaning is also very obvious, he sends to her person, won't take back again.
"Yes." Qiao Yuling nodded and suddenly felt a little hungry. She reached for her stomach and turned to Nangong Chenwei. "Do you want something to eat?"
"Good." After Nangong Chenwei nodded and finished, he quickly added, "face."
"Well, that's noodles." Qiao Yuling smiles again. Her eyes and eyebrows are very beautiful.
Nangong Chenwei said that the noodles made her think. For the first time, she cooked noodles for Nangong Chenwei. This guy even ate three bowls of noodles with his subordinates.
"How many bowls today?" She looked back at him and asked.
"Three bowls." He said the number almost without thinking about it. Qiao Yuling nodded with a smile, and then murmured: "these years, I've grown older, but I don't have a long appetite." Nangong Chenwei just walked quietly on her body, and her eyes didn't move away from her for a moment. In her dark eyes, she was full of doting. They didn't speak any more, so they walked quietly to the big kitchen of the farm. Because of the continuous expansion of the farm, people are coming from it, and the children of the school will come to eat at noon, so Qiao Yuling simply let Hao Hao build a big dining place. It's not on the second floor. It's just a big factory. There are many tables in it. It's enough for these people to eat. The kitchen is also very big. Qiao Yuling, the key to the big kitchen, naturally has it. In the dead of night, except for some people who need to stay at the farm, other people go back to sleep. After dinner at night, people usually don't come to the big kitchen. So Qiao Yuling came with Nangong Chenwei and didn't see anyone. Qiao Yuling directly opened the door of the big kitchen. Because of the large number of people, there are now more than 20 single stoves. She chose one nearby, and then started to make a fire and make noodles for Nangong Chenwei. When Qiao Yuling was making noodles, Nangong Chenwei sat in front of the kitchen table very automatically, adding firewood clumsily. Qiao Yuling looked back at him, just opposite his eyes. The moment they touched him, they turned to each other. Then Qiao Yuling didn't turn back. Nangong Chenwei looked up at Qiao Yuling after adding firewood.