Pillow wife: Emperor Shao, give birth to one

Chapter 277 An Qiyue, come down for me

Ji Liunian is an old fox, he can guess what the little girl is thinking with his toes.

He doesn't expose her either, it's rare for him to have a free day, even if he doesn't go back to Ji's old house, he still hangs out with her, as for where it doesn't matter, what matters is who he hangs out with.

The two stepped onto the white-painted arched bridge in the middle of the lake. The sun was slightly southerly, and the west slanted half-hanging in the sky.

The sun was shining on their shoulders, their figures were slightly elongated, the man stamped his feet as if waiting for the woman, the woman took a step forward, and the man took her hand naturally and neatly.

They are very close to each other, where the mountain eyebrows, water eyes and four eyes meet, the indescribable tranquility gives people a dreamlike beauty.

Mo Linfeng raised his eyes and looked at it for a while, and an old saying suddenly floated into his mind: only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals.

That's what I'm talking about!

He waited for them to approach before putting the fish on the grill.

Chang Huai has always maintained a standing posture. His standing posture is more standard than that of a soldier, and he remains motionless.

However, there was a faint smile on his eagle eyes at this moment, this smile was very real, reaching to the bottom of his eyes.

He thought about how the two people on the bridge were so right, the more they drove, the more pleasing to the eye, which was much more eye-catching than Mo Linfeng's grilled meat skewers.

Xia Zhishui also saw it... She only frowned, and her heart sank again. She didn't have much emotion, not even jealousy or hatred.

She retracted her gaze, and her fingertips were flying quickly on the screen of the phone. She was sending a text message to someone.

She asked the man: Brother, I feel like my dream is shattered, no matter how hard I try, I can't make it what I want.

Click to send!
An Qiyue stood at the highest point of the bridge, and she felt that this angle had the best view. She squinted and looked over, and could have a panoramic view of Ji's old house.

In fact, apart from castles like underground palaces, she prefers maple forests full of layers of forests.

She paused for a while, feeling that the angle was not high enough, she took her hand out of the man's palm, and then...

Then, Ji Liunian saw a strong woman quickly climbed to the top along the mast extending from the bridge body.

It took her less than ten seconds before and after, and her agile speed was like a snow leopard on a cliff: sharp, brave, courageous, alert...

Ji Liunian... her first reaction was not that she was quick, but that she secretly rejoiced that she had changed into a pair of pants when she came out of the room.

Otherwise, they would all be gone. Fortunately, I was clever and asked her to change clothes in advance.

Then came the black head and black face, the resolute chin stretched like an ice edge in the cold wind, so cold that people dare not look directly at it.

His voice was almost suppressing his anger, his brows were furrowed, and he said in a commanding tone, "An Qiyue, come down for me!"

An Qiyue turned a deaf ear to her, her eyes looked beyond the high courtyard wall, as if she had traveled through thousands of rivers and mountains, and then fell to an unknown dark place.

She stared at it for a while, only to realize that the scenery on the high place was not as good as she had imagined, and even the wind was blowing, and it was still a little cold.

This kind of coldness seemed to emanate from her bones, like the temperature she was unfamiliar with in this city.

She has no relatives, no lover, no friends...

Every flower, every grass, every grain of dust, every drop of water in this city... even everything has nothing to do with her.

Her dark eyes were covered with a layer of mist, like the smog in the deep winter, even the sunlight could not shine in.

Ji Liunian maintained a slight angle of 45 degrees to the sky, his heart was like a sharp sword hanging at the moment, and the tense nerves in his whole body spread with indifference.

PS: An Qiyue: There is a dark little beast living in my heart, like the opposite side of the sun, cold as the crescent moon, very bitter!Ask for tickets~
　PS: 1 more.Every morning when I wake up, I turn on the computer and see your message, I feel a sense of warmth in my heart, very touching, like the warm sun that soothes my heart, and gives me the motivation to continue writing at my desk... Good morning!
　　
　
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