"Let's get to know each other again." Qin 2 said lightly, "my name is Qin Xin. How about you?"

"Wooden treasure." When my baby looked in the mirror without expression, even I felt a little scared.

Qin 2 nodded, did not break through her pseudonym, said lightly, "Xiao Bao, you don't need to be so alert to me. I don't have any business that can't be seen. It's OK how long you want to stay and check. "

"Don't worry, I won't mention it to anyone." Qin 2's sleeve flicks across the table, looks light and pours a cup of tea for her, and pushes it to her.

Arbor looks at the second childe of Qinfu inexplicably. He doesn't know what medicine is sold in the gourd.

Isn't there anything you can't see? Last night, your father was plotting with others in the middle of the night.

Don't you know about Qin er?

Subconsciously, she wanted to reach out and hit her head. She always felt that this life was a little strange.

It's quite different from the last life. Many things caught her off guard and she didn't have any preparation.

In the last life, she was taken away by fan Qiuhe when she was about 20 years old and tortured for two years.

At the age of 22, he was picked up by the "master" in front of him and followed him for at least four years.

I don't know the people in front of me, but at least I'm familiar with them.

He is so stubborn that he is almost paranoid.

He is strict, as long as we see his "animal training" means will know.

At that time, her heart was more closed than at that time. She was a useless person who could not move her hands and feet. She stayed in a fixed place all day long, eating, drinking and pulling together. She had no dignity at all. She didn't want to take care of other things at all.

She only knew that the place where she had been was not a piano house at all.

Moreover, she did not know where she was at that time, but she would never be in Mission Hills.

Perhaps at that time, he had already set up his own residence.

Now, she met Qin Er, seven or eight years earlier!

This is an irresistible fate -

those who should meet will meet as always.

Just now she will completely control her fate in her own hands, no one can think of it, control it!

She! ! No! Come on!

The tree held the hot tea cup in both hands, glanced coldly at the man in front of him, and slightly lowered his head.

The second childe's heart slowly jumped. For some reason, when he saw the expressionless face of Xiaomian paralysis and the cold eyes like snow, he always felt very bad. He wanted to stretch out his hand to cover her eyes.

"Young man." The voice of the chief executive suddenly rang outside the door.

"What's the matter."

"There are some important guest lists about the master's birthday party. We need to discuss with the second childe."

"Well." Prince Qin Er stood up and looked at the little guy with his head hanging slightly. "Play back the crane garden first. I'll go back later."

As he walked out, he said lightly, "it's cold on the road. Remember to put on your fur coat."

The tree looked up, glanced out of the window, and saw that he had come downstairs out of the attic.

I don't know when the sky is snowing again. The chief of the company bowed down respectfully and played an umbrella for him.

Arbor also got up and went downstairs. As she passed the stairway, a maid lowered her head and handed her a fur coat.

The tree thanked a hand to take over, put on casually then went down the attic, all the way to the layman.