Chapter 1421

Ann xiaonuan snorted and deliberately didn't look at him.

Lord Yeming likes to see her pretend to be angry. Her clean eyes and pink cheeks always look very cute.

Turning his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a man still standing at the door.

"Why don't you go out?" he asked with a frown.

Meng Yao at the door was stunned and looked away: "Oh, i... I'll go now!"

With that, he quickly turned and left.

Yeming Jue looked at her back and frowned with a strong sword eyebrow.

"Uncle, what's the matter?" an xiaonuan asked.

"This man is a little strange," said Lord Yeming.

"Maybe I'm not used to being my assistant." Ann xiaonuan didn't think too much. She thought Meng Yao could still be saved. After all, she didn't do anything too crazy.

If Meng Yao could reflect, she might be able to arrange for her to meet the child an Zixuan in the future.

She didn't want to set up the two people, but thought it would be better if the two people met and explained the things that should be made clear.

An Zixuan is obviously not interested in Meng Yao, and Meng Yao is still shaving and picking a hot head here. This is not the way to go on

"What are you thinking?" the voice of Lord Yeming interrupted an xiaonuan's thoughts.

"Nothing," an xiaonuan said, shaking his head. "It's midnight, uncle. I can't finish this dessert alone. Can you help me eat half of it?"

"OK." Yeming nodded.

He picked up the snack and fed it to Ann xiaonuan.

Just like what I have been doing for so many years, careful and gentle.

Ann xiaonuan eats a lot and is hungry very fast. Recently, it seems that she has a tendency to eat more and more.

"Ah, you will be fat if you go on like this..." she rubbed her stomach with emotion.

"No," said Lord Yeming.

"Uncle, how do you know you won't..." an xiaonuan whispered, "are you fat or not? It's always like this. It's never changed."

She almost doubted whether the uncle was eating preservative for dinner. Otherwise, how could he have not changed in more than ten or twenty years?

"You haven't changed either," said Lord Yeming.

"No, I seem to be getting fat recently." an xiaonuan looked at me in the mirror and looked bitter. "Uncle, if I become ugly, will you not like me?"

"I didn't like you." Lord Yeming gently rubbed her soft black hair.

"What's that?" Ann looked up and asked him.

Lord Yeming did not speak, but his eyes seemed to hide an obvious answer.

He just looked at her and kissed her gently on the lips.

An xiaonuan snorted softly. He had just finished eating and hadn't brushed his teeth yet

Lord Yeming kissed her for a while. It seemed that he saw her idea and said, "it's very sweet."

"Hmm?" Ann xiaonuan was surprised.

"The sweetness of dessert, and your sweetness," he said.

An xiaonuan: "

I'm so ashamed. I'm so ashamed of my husband and wife. Is that really good?

But she still doesn't understand.

Why does uncle say he doesn't like it?

"No, what's that..." she whispered.

I feel a little lost. Does uncle dislike her? Is it that two people have been together for too long and have become bored?

It shouldn't be. Uncle said he would be good to her all his life. Uncle's promise will never fail.

"What do you say?" Lord Yeming picked up her hand and put her hand gently on his chest.

An xiaonuan can feel his strong heartbeat, beating so obviously.

She was slightly stunned, and then heard his slightly hoarse, very magnetic voice ringing in her ears: "it's not like, it's love."

Yes, I love you very much, so it has long been more than just like.

“……”

In the spring of one room, those unfinished desserts were put in the tray, and the cup of milk with grain silk was "abandoned".

The night soon deepened. The night sky outside the window was very clean, with stars shining, like broken gold sprinkled on a black flannel.

Ann xiaonuan slept like a suckling pig.

After a while, Yeming Jue beside him opened his eyes and looked at her quiet sleeping face.

"Little warm..."

He gave a gentle cry in his heart.

For so many years, he never regretted meeting her that day.

Although I was badly hurt when I first saw her, it was worth it.

Maybe everything is just to meet her. The so-called fate has been arranged from the beginning.

He never believed in life, but if it was fate that made him meet xiaonuan, he was willing to believe it once. In this life, only once is enough.

Ann xiaonuan turned over in her sleep and smacked her mouth in her dream.

Lord Yeming kissed her on the forehead, and then gently picked her up.

Ann xiaonuan slept soundly, felt the familiar embrace, and didn't wake up.

Lord Yeming took her and went to the corridor outside. He opened a room at the end of the corridor, went in, put her on the bed and gently covered her with a quilt.

When he did all this, he didn't make any sound, let alone wake up the sleeping little warm. After doing this, he put on his coat and pushed open the door of the room.

Outside the door, yexuan had been waiting in the dark: "Mr. night..."

"What about people?" asked Lord Yeming.

"In the room downstairs." yexuan answered.

"Drag it out." Lord Yeming ordered.

"Yes!" yexuan nodded.

A moment later, yexuan dragged a man to the room where an xiaonuan and Yeming slept before.

Lord Yeming didn't go back to that room, but went to the study.

In the study, his well-defined face looked strangely cold in the light.

"Mr. Ye, people have been thrown into the room." yexuan came soon.

Lord Yeming nodded.

He didn't speak, and his eyes became deeper and deeper in the silence.

If he hadn't discovered the plot, he should have left the room and came to the study for a remote conference. In this way, only xiaonuan would stay in the room.

You can imagine what will happen to you.

Thinking of this, Yeming's face sank completely.

Since he found an Rong sneaking around in the ancient castle garden, he sent someone to keep an Rong in mind.

I didn't expect that this man was so bold that he dared to plot against Xiao Nuan!

The package of medicinal powder under the refrigerator, Yeming Jue had already asked someone to change it. The real powder was put in the water Meng Yao drank.

Meng Yao had already drunk that glass of water.

"Mr. Ye, next..." yexuan felt the chill on him and dared to ask.

"Next, it's up to her to suffer!" Lord Yeming said coldly, with a strong sense of killing in his voice.

"Yes!" yexuan nodded respectfully.