Vampire cute baby tomb robber

"Hey? Why didn't you leave? I asked you to stand, but you really stopped?" Mr. Luo wondered, when did he have such a strong deterrent?

Beiming Liancheng glanced at him with a half-smile, his slender pupils narrowed, and golden lines of light loomed.

Qu Luo couldn't open his mouth!

How is this going?

Uh, uh, uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu ?

Nangong Baiye also laughed, and stretched out his hand to push Luo Shenshou away, looking up and down, left and right, the layout of the Jiang family, wanting to know where such a big yin energy came from.

But the strange thing is, I can't find it!

Even the little compass on the wrist turns around without a fixed point...

He probably heard the news of their coming, and saw a middle-aged man in brocade clothes and fur robes coming up from a long distance, followed by a lot of servants, with a flattering smile on his face in a hurry , Who else would it be if it wasn’t Jiang Xin.

Jiang Xin met Nangong Rui'er and the others, and hurriedly made a salute: "Miss Four, Miss Seven, Master Qu, General Murong, why are you here? Please hurry!"

Nangong Hongyan had obviously seen him before, her chin was raised: "So you are Jiang Xin, I remember you, you have been to our Nangong Garden a few days ago."

"Yes, yes, Miss Seven really has a good memory." Jiang Xin nodded and bowed to lead the way, and his words and deeds were full of flattery and respect.

Nangong Hongyan was also used to being pursued like this, and entered the room with a haughty expression.

Jiang Xin asked his servants to bring the high-quality tea, and ordered them to light the stove. The whole room was warm and bright, and the pleasant fragrance of tea was permeated.

Everyone sat down, only Beiming Liancheng stood beside the carved red chair in a black robe, his thin lips pursed into a line.

Qu Luo looked at him with long and narrow eyes, which means, you don't want to sit down?

Beiming Liancheng didn't speak, grabbed Nangong Baiye's sleeve, wiped the red chair, and sat down indifferently with a scholarly face.

Nangong Baiye resisted the urge to throw someone out through the window, and brought him a cup of tea with a sneer.

The old man didn't even look at it, and said in a low and magnetic voice, "I won't drink."

Nangong Baiye didn't care too much, he couldn't argue with the beasts about etiquette, holding a porcelain cup, sniffing the fragrance of tea, just about to drink it.

"You can't drink either." Beiming Liancheng leaned close to her, wrapped one hand around her waist, the coldness penetrated through the thin clothes and burned on her skin, his voice was deep and deep.

Nangong Baiye smiled, and lowered his voice: "Brother, do you know that there is a limit to a person's patience, if you continue to point fingers, I will bite you to death."

After finishing speaking, the teacup touched her thin lips, and there was a sudden pause.

This tea... has a problem.

Nangong Baiye narrowed his eyes, and looked at the man's angular profile.

The corners of Beiming Liancheng's mouth curled up, with a cold taste and a hint of sarcasm...

Jiang Xin also noticed the noise here. Although he couldn't hear what the two said, he could still hear the sentence "I don't drink".

"My little brother, is there something wrong with the tea in my Jiang's mansion?" Jiang Xin thought that Beiming Liancheng and Nangong Hongyan were friends, so he naturally wanted to take more care of them.

Nangong Hongyan snorted coldly: "He is a poor scholar who can't taste tea at all, so he can detect any problems."

What a shrewd person Jiang Xin was. Hearing this, he took another look at the group of people, only to realize that they were divided into two factions. His attitude immediately changed. Although he still smiled, there was some disdain: "It turns out that I don't know how to taste tea... Also, ordinary people really can't drink this kind of tea, so I should take this opportunity to drink a few more cups."

Beiming Liancheng just looked at him and smiled, dragging his chin with one hand, the black jade ring shone slightly.

Those eyes are extremely cold!

Jiang Xin is a person who has seen the world, and he has never seen any important person, but at this time he didn't know why, but he felt that his heart was contorted, and his breathing became a little difficult...

"My family really doesn't know how to taste tea." Nangong Baiye pressed his hand on Beiming Liancheng's shoulder, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

Only then did Beiming Liancheng turn his eyes back, put them on her hands, and half-twitched his thin lips: "You want to die again?"

"I've washed my hands before." Nangong Baiye was not afraid of him at all, so he put his hands on his eyes and covered them!

Jiang Xin let out a long breath, the feeling of discomfort disappeared, and he smiled: "Then you really can't drink it, otherwise even the best tea will taste like a cow chewing on peony."

Young Master Luo was listening, unable to speak, he scratched the wall with his paws again and again...

Hey, hey, that Jiang Xin, do you know that the tea that someone drinks is picked from the Tianshan Mountains. If the Holy One wants to drink it, he has to go to the Demon Palace to scoop it up... Young Master, I don’t want to say anything anymore, you are dead!

"Brother?" Qu Mo Ning looked at her brother with wide eyes.

Qu Luo: What!

"Why do you talk so little today?"

Qu Luo: Young Master, I really want to say something!

"It's great, the world is so quiet."

Qu Luo: ...What a fart!

Nangong Hongyan also glanced this way, and said impatiently: "Don't worry about the tea, Jiang Xin, let me ask you, is there a housekeeper missing here?"

This question is simply nonsense, Nangong Baiye frowned.

Jiang Xin's face suddenly darkened, and he was still choked with sobs when he spoke: "I also heard from the people in the yamen yesterday. After Jiang Sheng left, I... my heart is also empty."

"Mr. Jiang, don't be too sad." This is the first time Nangong Rui'er has spoken since she came in, with a slight smile on her face, like an understanding fairy: "Seventh sister took your case, don't you?" In a few days, the murderer can be brought to justice and revenge for Steward Jiang."

Jiang Xin was very helpful when he heard it, and smiled: "Then there will be Miss Lao Fourth and Miss Seven."

"Mr. Jiang, what are you talking about?" Nangong Rui'er put down the porcelain cup in her hand, and said in a crisp voice, "You are a righteous person, and what you do on weekdays is also for the country and the people. Good people should always be rewarded."

After Jiang Xin drank the tea, he quickly waved his hands: "Hey, I am nothing but to fight against injustice."

Heh... Hearing this, Nangong Baiye couldn't stop laughing, his eyes swept across Jiang Xin's face inch by inch, but he didn't speak.

Nangong Hongyan continued to ask about the case: "Someone said that Jiang Sheng went to the cemetery beforehand, do you know about this?"

"Ah? The cemetery? What did Jiang Sheng do he go to the cemetery?" Jiang Xin seemed surprised, his eyes widened: "I don't know."

Nangong Hongyan smiled, glanced at Nangong Baiye and said: "It's not surprising that you don't know, after all, this is just someone's idle guess, there is no evidence at all, just talking nonsense."

"Oh, hehe...that's how it is." Jiang Xin smiled, leaned back tensely, and called everyone to drink tea.

But right now!

Nangong Baiye spoke...