Queen's Purpose

Chapter 315 We?Who is she with us?
Quan Qingjiu frowned suddenly.

Seeing that the war was about to break out, Su Qiancheng immediately interjected, "Nine thousand years old is also here to support? Shuiyunjian has just opened to welcome distinguished guests today, and it will definitely be promoted in the future. Let's go in quickly, and we won't be able to catch up with the performance if we are late."

He still praised Shui Yunjian calmly.

But Xia Fanyin still sneered, and said in a strange way: "Don't... how can such an honorable man like Nine Thousand Years value such a broken place, he is just passing by, don't be too sentimental, we can just go in by ourselves. "

we?

Who is she with us?

Quan Qingjiu sneered, "Since you insist on going, then go."

After all, he walked in the door with a flick of his sleeves.

Looking at his back, Xia Fanyin almost exploded in anger, and said angrily, "What did you ask him to do?"

Su Qiancheng was even more innocent, "Why won't I go if I don't invite him?"

"At least don't let him get cheap and act good!"

"........."

Su Qiancheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "You...argued?"

The woman sneered, "What a joke!"

Su Qiancheng suddenly realized, no wonder he felt that the atmosphere was not right from just now, "Don't worry, I won't let you suffer." He put his arms around Murong Yu's shoulder with a half-smile, "The Three Musketeers come back out of the rivers and lakes, at least help you to piss him off. Um?"

The corner of Xia Fanyin's mouth twitched, The Three Musketeers?
Such a name for the second disease.

A trace of loneliness flashed in Murong Yu's eyes, "Go in."

…………

They booked the best viewing area and sat in the front. The seats were long, so the four of them had to sit side by side. As soon as Xia Fanyin sat down, Su Qiancheng pushed aside Quan Qingjiu and sat on her left.

Murong Yu naturally took the seat on her right, while Quan Qingjiu had already been squeezed to the far left, separated from her.

The man's face turned cold, "Su Qiancheng."

Su Qiancheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's wrong?"

He said innocently: "Does Nine Thousand Years want to eat melon seeds? Just tell Xiao Er, this is the VIP area."

Quan Qingjiu, "..."

But at this time, Murong Yu took a fruit plate from the side and handed it to Xia Fanyin, "Have some fruit?"

Xia Fanyin shook her head and pointed to the teapot on his right, "Thank you for getting me a cup of tea, it's too far away for me to reach."

Murong Yu said lightly, "Is there any snack you want to eat?"

In fact, Xia Fanyin really wanted to eat, but she always had a weird feeling talking to Murong Yu now - after all, they didn't reconcile, and the so-called Three Musketeers were just Su Qiancheng's wishful thinking.

So she flatly refused, "No need."

"Afraid of growing meat?"

"……Um."

She casually said something perfunctory.

Clinker, a sneer suddenly sounded from Su Qiancheng's direction beside him, full of sarcasm, "A person who eats seven meals a day has the nerve to say that he is afraid of gaining weight? He is very delicate when he goes out, how can he indulge himself so much in the mansion?" ?”

Murong Yu, "..."

Su Qiancheng, "..."

Xia Fanyin, "..."

She closed her eyes and burst out laughing, "Thank you Mr. Murong, give me a piece of rose cake and two pieces of osmanthus cake... Su Qiancheng, do you want it?"

Su Qiancheng was stared at coldly by the man, and touched his nose resentfully, "A piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

As soon as the words fell, he was picked up by Quan Qingjiu and thrown to the left!
Su Qiancheng was shocked, full of shit.

When Xia Fanyin turned her head to hand the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, she realized that the person sitting on the left was no longer Su Qiancheng. Her expression changed slightly, and she just ran into the man's dark eyes unexpectedly...

(End of this chapter)