Chapter 8

Song Xiyue finally opened her eyes and wondered why she didn't hurt when she fell to the ground, but found that she didn't fall to the ground at all, but fell into a person's arms.

The man's face is as deep as a carved version, with a good-looking sword eyebrow, soft and pink lips like cherry blossoms, and his dark eyes are as deep as a bottomless abyss, which makes people can't see to the end. At the moment, his eyebrows are locked, and there is a dislike in his eyes, "how long are you going to lie in my arms? Not yet? "

Even more, he was about to let go. He was so frightened that song Xiyue jumped out of his arms.

This person is no other than liang Jiaci.

"Hey, I wouldn't have fallen if it weren't for you." Song Xiyue looked at Liang Jiaci with an angry expression. It seemed that the wrong person was not himself at all.

"First of all, my name is Liang Jiaci." Liang Jiaci's expression was disgusted and disdained, "and you're very noisy."

"I'm noisy?" Song Xiyue is a fool. What's all this? She doesn't quarrel. She doesn't quarrel at all. She just says what she wants to say. Where's the quarrel“ Don't think you're tall and I'm afraid of you. It was your fault just now. If you don't talk to me, I won't fall down. And... "

Song Xiyue chattered a lot and couldn't stop at all. Liang Jiaci's eyebrows jumped slightly. It seemed that she was trying to bear the woman who didn't know whether to live or die, but it was obvious that it was about to reach the critical point of outbreak.

"I said that song Xiyue, calm down, calm down." Zhu Anxiang grabbed song Xiyue and motioned her not to go on.

"Otherwise, I'll help you climb." It's rare to vent your conscience from Haonan. Although this girl is a little wonderful, she is still a girl after all. He'd better help.

"It's better for you." Song Xiyue took Cong Haonan's hand gratefully. "Be careful for a while. If you see something you shouldn't see, just pretend you don't see it. Please."

"..." as he said, Cong Haonan suddenly regretted his decision.

But since he had said it, he still did it.

Just as he was approaching the window from Haonan, he suddenly turned and asked, "songxiyue, are you sure this is your home, not someone else's home?"

He still doubted whether what song Xiyue said was true or not. He always felt that he helped others climb over the wall and steal. He couldn't do such a thing.

In fact, other people also have such doubts. Everyone's puzzled eyes look at Song Xiyue. It seems that they are also asking song Xiyue to verify whether the thing said from Haonan is true.

"This is my home, this is my home!" Song Xiyue jumped angrily. How can these people not believe her? Can't they see her rich and noble face!

They really didn't see it.

But for the sake of song Xiyue's sincere expression, Cong Haonan decided to believe song Xiyue's words and climbed into the window on the second floor.

After climbing into the window, the whole person from Haonan began to be silly.

Sure enough, I don't know. It's a startling rhythm.

Haonan finally understood why song Xiyue had to remind him before he came up.

The whole room is decorated in pink, with a bed and wardrobe. It should be a bedroom. The decoration of the whole room is clean and tidy, and it seems to spend a lot of money.

It's just that the clothes in the bed and all kinds of unknown gadgets on the ground still make me speechless from Haonan. It looks like I've been robbed by robbers.