Chapter 2522

Nangong Li looks at the language of Qin poetry with complicated eyes.

Qin Shiyu, did not expect that in the end, they still can't even make friends, today's things, did not expect that she really did.

"I'm going to Mingyue villa." Nangong Li's tone is somewhat indifferent.

"To Mingyue villa?" Qin Shiyu's face changed instantly. What did she do in Mingyue villa?

No, she has the privilege to go to Mingyue villa?

Mingyue villa is not accessible to everyone.

Housekeeper Nahe is also a man of high spirit.

"Ali, the little Lord sees me. Why don't you go with me after seeing the little Lord?" If Nangong Li is there, she will plead for her own sake.

After all, she was the only one who would go and play with her.

Nangong Li shook her head. She really wanted to make use of her even now.

She won't be fooled or sympathized with.

"Shiyu, I have something to do. I'll go first." Nangong Li thought, xiner should be very sad now.

Nangong Li thought, quickly to the side of the carriage to go.

Luo Shan and Xiao Ling quickly got on the carriage.

After Nangong Li entered the carriage, Luoshan drove away quickly.

"Ali." Qin Shiyu bit his lips, but he didn't expect that Ali would refuse her.

Ali is the one who listens to her most.

But this time, Ali refused her.

"Miss Qin, please don't let the little Lord wait for a long time." People in black are very unfriendly.

This is to let the heart of Qin poetry language up and down.

In the private room, Yue Tongzi is still quietly lying on the bed.

Su oak sat on one side without expression, holding a cup of tea gracefully and sipping it gently.

When Qin Shi Yu was brought in, he took a look at Su oak. His black hair was vertical, his sword eyebrow was slanting, his black eyes were deep and sharp, his lips were thin and pursed, and his sharp and angular outline was like an eagle in the night. He was aloof and lonely, but full of vigor and pressure. He was proud of the strength of the world.

Such a man, not all the time in attracting women's eyes.

As if only a drop of his tears, can let people see the heart of the whole ocean.

After the man in black brought Qin poetry into the private room, he quickly left and closed the door.

The sound of closing the door makes Qin Shiyu's heart rise to his throat.

Looking at a cold Su oak, Qin poetry language at the moment is more helpless, she asked weakly: "little Lord, you look for me?"

Su oak didn't speak. He still looked at the green tea in his hand. It was a little hot. He was shaking it gently. A faint smell of tea made him enjoy it.

There was no response. The oppressive atmosphere made Qin poetry unable to lift its head.

The room was so quiet that only the heartbeat of each other could be heard.

The poetry language of Qin Dynasty has never felt so depressed.

At the moment when he felt that he was going to faint, Su oak took a sip of tea gracefully, and then began to speak slowly: "Miss Qin, it's hard to arrange so many things along the way."

The heart of Qin's poem language is startled instantly!

What does he mean by that?

She pulled out a smile: "little Lord, I don't quite understand what you mean?"

Did he know anything?

No way. He must have tested himself.

Qin's poetry comforts himself in his heart.

Su oak still didn't look up at Qin's poetry. His voice was cold and heartless: "it seems that Miss Qin's memory is not very good. Should I remind you one by one?"

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