Chapter 210

"Say it again." Nanjue's voice sank.

He said that he was willful. Where was he?

Ruan Xiaomian filled herself with a bowl of soup and put it beside the rice. She also took a seat on the left side of nanjue.

Looking at nanjue's low face, she recalled what she had said just now.

Is it that the word "capricious" makes him unhappy again?

But is she wrong?

If he is not willful, can he let the school take the winter vacation ahead of time and postpone the start date of school?

"Don't say no more. Drink the soup. If it's cold, you have to reheat it again. The nutrition is gone."

She didn't want to hit the gun. Although she was not afraid of nanjue, it was a fact that she could not hit him.

Er

She and nanjue are already husband and wife, worthy of the name. Why does she think about fighting with nanjue all day long?

"By the way..." Ruan Xiaomian suddenly thought of something, "are you still preparing for our wedding?"

Before the South Lord proposed to her and was still preparing for the wedding, but later, when all these things happened, she was taken away by Nan Xun. I don't know if the wedding is still there.

She was looking forward to it. What a happy thing it would be to walk into the sacred palace of marriage with nanjue!

"I canceled." Nanjue said softly.

Ruan Xiaomian's heart lake, however, rippled with disappointment again and again because of Nan Jue's words.

Sure enough, the wedding she longed for was gone.

"You've eloped with another man, and you want me to marry you? It's all registered anyway Ruan Xiaomian, I warn you, if you dare to run away with other men again, I will... "

"You just break my leg, I know." Ruan Xiaomian sighs in his heart and interrupts nanjue's words. He puts the spoon in the soup bowl into the small dish on one side, and directly picks up the bowl and drinks a big mouthful of soup.

Bitter!

She wants a wedding.

Nanjue snorted coldly, "do you think I will be so cheap for you? Just breaking your leg can solve my problem. I hate you

Ruan Xiaomian's soup bowl is about to buckle to his face. He glances at nanjue and says nothing more.

Anyway, what nanjue said never came true.

Break her legs, tear her mouth Of course, he just said that.

However, the wedding that she yearns for is gone, which is more cruel than any punishment.

Ruan Xiaomian felt depressed for a while. He was a little flustered and didn't want to talk.

……

The next day, as nanjue said, there was a sun.

Ruan Xiaomian had insomnia last night, because she had no wedding.

Holding a grand wedding is the dream of many women, she is also a woman, inevitably vulgar.

But nanjue's words, her dream was shattered.

In fact, we can't blame the South Lord. It's because she left with Nan Xun. He has been looking for her for such a long time that the wedding affair may have been forgotten.

"Ruan Xiaomian, what's the matter with you?" After washing and gargling, nanjue changed his clothes and came out of the closet. He asked Ruan Xiaomian, who was in a daze on the sofa.

He found something wrong with her just now while running.

Hearing nanjue's voice, Ruan Xiaomian came back from his own world, looked up at nanjue with one eye, and was silent and shook his head.

"A little tired."

"Tired?" Nanjue looked at Ruan Xiaomian up and down. His ambiguous sight finally fell into her legs. "I asked you seven times last night."

Well, a standard night of seven times Lang, not a lot at a time, a lot at a time.

Every time he said these hooligans, Ruan Xiaomian couldn't help blushing.

Although she admits that sometimes she is a little bit more than a man, she still has a girl's side in her heart.

Nanjue couldn't have told her a yellow joke. Did she say something more yellow?

After breathing out a breath, she looked up again at nanjue and turned the subject away. "Didn't you say you took me out today?"

Nanjue lightly answered, raised his hand and rubbed the bangs on his forehead.

When he doesn't work and doesn't attend any party, he always puts down Liu Hai.

Ruan Xiaomian likes this kind of nanjue. It looks gentle and harmless and makes people feel warm.

However, although he was wearing casual clothes, he was still that arrogant and despotic nanjue.

"What are you still doing here? Don't you hurry to cook!"

Ruan Xiaomian got stuck in his throat and didn't know what to say.

Nanjue has the ability to destroy all the good things he brings to people.

Pursed her lips, Ruan Xiaomian got up slowly and walked to the door.

There was still a little pain in her legs, but it was a common practice, and she could bear it.

She went to the kitchen and made a simple breakfast: porridge and salad.After dinner, they put on their coats and went out.

Millcreek is a warm and relaxing town. In the rare fine weather, many elderly people are walking along the town's paths.

In front of them are two old men with white hair, one male and one female. They are so old, holding hands.

How romantic!

Looking at them, Ruan Xiaomian seemed to see himself and nanjue after decades.

When they get to that age, they should go for a walk hand in hand.

Now they are, too, except that she is wearing gloves.

Ruan Xiaomian has a pair of water eyes with demon and pretty beauty, with a faint smile in her eyes, and her delicate lips also show a slight radiance.

"When we are old, will you come here to spend our old age in peace?" She turned her head and looked at nanjue with a smile. Her eyes twinkled like the most shining star in the night sky.

Nanjue saw the heart, the joy of the bottom of his heart was incomparable.

He looked down at her, but did not give her a sense of oppression, "good."

Ruan Xiaomian laughed, and his steps became relaxed and pleasant. It was not like he was squeezed by nanjue seven times last night.

Because of martial arts practice, her physical strength is much better than ordinary girls, as long as nanjue can't go too far.

"Little grandma..." Behind him, suddenly came the sound of Park Shiwan.

Ruan Xiaomian's feet stagnated, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Pu Shiwan running up.

His cell phone has a cell phone, her cell phone.

Did anyone call her?

Ruan Xiaomian immediately took out his hand from the big hand of nanjue, took off his gloves and took over the mobile phone.

The name on the screen of the mobile phone turned out to be nanjue's grandmother.

Mo LAN called her.

After a burst of surprise, Ruan Xiaomian pressed the answer button.

"Hello..." Her voice was light, neither humble nor high.

"Is nanjue by your side?" Mo LAN asked.

Ruan Xiaomian took a look at nanjue and said, "what's the matter, you can say it directly."

"Tell the South Lord to let him go." Mo Lan said coldly, and then chuckled. "It's ironic, Ruan Xiaomian. Now in the world, nanjue hears your words most. I have to admit that you are a powerful character."

Ruan Xiaomian directly ignored those sarcastic words behind Mo LAN, looked at nanjue from the side of his head, and faintly answered and hung up the phone.

She was surprised, and at the same time secretly scolded herself for being too careless. According to the character of the South Lord, he certainly would not let him go easily. How could she forget this stubble?

I don't know how Nan Xun is now.

Ruan Xiaomian hands over the mobile phone to Pu Shiwan, and then comes to nanjue in front of him and looks up at him with his small face.

Behind him is the morning sun, which makes Ruan Xiaomian unable to open his eyes.

She narrowed her eyes and asked in silence, "have you locked up Nan Xun?"

The sun was so dazzling that she couldn't see the expression on his face, which made her heart very confused.

"Well." Nanjue answered, but there was no emotion in his voice.

Ruan Xiaomian opened his mouth and rushed to get in the cool air.

The light was so dazzling that she finally drew back her sight and held nanjue's cold palm and went on.

There is a pond not far from the front. The green water brings a relaxed and happy mood.

The roof of the small pond is half covered with golden light.

There is a row of wheelchairs in front of the bungalow. The old couple just entered.

It's a retirement community in a small town.

Ruan Xiaomian took his sight out of the wheelchair, followed the South Lord for a few steps, and finally opened his mouth, "just now, your grandmother called me. She said that you should listen to me most. Let me persuade you to release Lord Nan, you Will you listen to me? "

"Who will listen to whom?" Nanjue looks ahead with a steady tone.

Ruan Xiaomian's heart sank.

It seems that the work that Mo LAN gave her is not easy.

Obviously, the South Lord didn't want to talk about Lord Nan.

However, she was not so worried about Nan Xun's current situation. After all, he was the younger brother of Nan Jue, and he would not do anything to his own brother. At most All his life?

However, her own desire for freedom makes her understand how Nan Xun feels now. She must be crazy.

She has always regarded Nan Xun as her gentleman's friend, although he doesn't think so.

The gentleman's friendship is in trouble now. She should help. Besides, the man is the younger brother of nanjue. She doesn't want the two brothers to become enemies because of themselves.

What's more, Nan Jue is not well. Nan Xun is his younger brother.

After psychological construction, Ruan Xiaomian spoke again, "nanjue, you let Nan Xun go."When nanjue heard the speech, his step was sluggish and he suddenly lowered his head. His sight hit Ruan Xiaomian's face.

She still pleaded for Nan Xun.

Damn, isn't she afraid he's angry?

Or don't you care?

"Ruan Xiaomian..."

"Listen to me, South Lord. I didn't do it for Lord Nan, nor for me, but for you." Ruan Xiaomian interrupted nanjue when he called out her name angrily. "You still have residual feelings for Rossi, let alone Nan Xun..."

"I didn't!" Nanjue roared out in anger.

He had no feelings for Rossi, no feelings.

Even, he can directly kill that person now. What he yearns for is only the rare happy time in his childhood.

"Ruan Xiaomian, if you don't know anything, don't talk nonsense. If you can't shut up, I'll sew it for you."

The tone of nanjue's voice had clearly revealed his present mood, and he was angry.

Ruan Xiaomian's throat became a little dry and almost impossible to swallow.

She knew that she should not continue to speak, but she had to rescue Lord Nan, really for the sake of South Lord.

She did not believe that nanjue would not suffer if he locked up his brother.

If on the first day she knew him, she believed that nanjue was a cold-blooded person, but now, even if everyone in the world told her that he was cold-blooded, she would not believe it.

How can a cold-blooded person block two bullets for her?

In nanjue's heart, he had his own world. In that world, nanjue, who was usually superior to others, was the most affectionate person.

"I love you, nanjue. You are the only one I love. Do you believe me?"

Nanjue did not expect that Ruan Xiaomian would suddenly confess to him. His cold lips rose slowly at this time, but the radian was suppressed by him in the next second.

Quietly clearing his throat, he said haughtily, "nonsense, of course I believe you. People who fall in love with my nanjue have no two minds."