Chapter 555

Thinking of the familiar smile on his familiar face, his heart trembled again. He only hoped that the person would follow the agreement and not reveal those things.

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the sun shines on the desk through the open window. The incense burning on the desk spreads slowly and gives off a light and elegant smell. On one side of the wooden table, the light spot reflected by a copper mirror is cast on the wall, which is dazzling.

On the couch by the window, the handsome outline of the man in white looks softer and softer in the sun. He holds a book in his hand and looks at it slowly.

Behind him, a young man in a blue shirt stood silent, his head slightly down, his eyes fixed on the ground.

Ming Ming's lips were smiling gently, but he didn't dare to look at him at all. He just felt that the childe was more and more unfathomable. Sometimes he was smiling, but he felt that he was very terrible.

But this kind of Childe is inexplicably more willing to surrender, especially when he looks at a person seriously, there is always a feeling of being completely trusted by him, which really makes people have to work hard for him.

There are more and more people who submit to the young master. There are more and more people who don't know each other. But no matter who they are, they can't spread the news here.

This is the childe's means. He used to smile one second, and then he killed a servant girl who tried to get close to him.

It seems to think of something. The smile on the lips of the man by the window became softer and softer. His fingers swam around the edge of the page. The bright sunshine made him shine. You can't look directly at him. The pretty boy quickly lowered his head, and even Yu Guang didn't dare to put it on him.

There was a sound of footstep at the door. The man didn't hear it until there was a very light knock on the door. After three times, the young man beside him went up to open the door. The man outside bowed in. He still didn't look away from the book.

"Young master."

A gray robed old man respectfully called out, he hung his head, did not dare to look up at the man sitting by the window, just hands holding a simple wooden box: "what you want."

The boy came forward, took the wooden box in his hand, opened it and checked it first, then closed it and put it in front of the man on the table, and then quietly backed aside.

The man's eyes cast on the seemingly simple jade finger in the simple wooden box, and the smile on his lips deepened slowly.

"Hard work." He opened his mouth and listened to the voice of the two people in the room. Then he lowered his head deeper.

"That's what an old man should do." The look on the old man's face was more respectful, but there was a trace of satisfaction in his tone: "you're very kind."

"Don't be polite to Mr. Fan. It's a document," the man said. The boy on one side bent slightly, "take Mr. Fan to get what he wants."

"Yes, sir."

"Thank you, young master!"

The old man looked excited, and he bent down: "it's my honor to work for you. If you have anything else to tell me, please don't let me down."

"Go ahead."

The man waved his hand and the boy took the old man down. Before he left, he gently closed the door.

When the two left, the man put down the book in his hand. He took out the finger in the box, rubbed it slightly for a while, and then put it on his finger.

It seems to think of something, he laughs deeper and softer, the whole person can almost send out light, clearly in the sun, but it makes people feel cold on the back for no reason, and the shadow behind him is deeper and deeper.

He put his finger on his lips and gave him a little kiss. Then he picked up the bronze mirror on the table and put it in front of his eyes.

"Master, you are awake." Tang Xiaotang opened his eyes and heard Qi Xuan's voice.

She blinked and looked at the familiar face reflected in the copper mirror on the table. The smile on his lips seemed familiar and strange, which made her feel as if she had passed away.

"How long did my lord sleep?" Yawning, she squinted to cover her eyes and asked lazily.

"Three days." Tang Xiaotang heard his reply with a smile, respectful as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Tang Xiaotang looked at the familiar face in the mirror, her eyes color gradually subsided, but there was no abnormal expression in her tone: "is that right? I always feel very sleepy these days....

after the words, she yawned again, and her tone became more and more lazy: "I'm sleepy....

" master, you must be too tired, "he said with a smile on his face and a trace of worry in his eyes:" don't worry about me, you'd better have a good rest. "

"You're right, but are you sure you don't want me to help you?" There was a trace of doubt in her voice, which made the man smile.

"Master, no one can hurt me now." His tone seemed to have a trace of pride: "those people, now listen to the disciples, so you don't have to worry."

His tone was the same as before, and even his eyes were still gentle and respectful. But at a glance, Tang Xiaotang had only a very clear feeling.Fake.

This is Qi Xuan, but it's not him. That young man who has some literature and art will never show such emotion. This is not his real idea.

And she couldn't see through what he really thought.

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