Chapter 621 Irritability
"If there's nothing else to do, please ask Miss Luchun to go out! I'm going to rest." Murong Nuoxi said lightly. Although she slept very comfortably on the soft couch last night, most of the time, rest is a good excuse.

Luchun was about to get angry again, when she caught sight of Qin Mufeng slowly walking in out of the corner of her eye, she snorted coldly and left with a flick of her sleeve.

Murong Nuoxi completely regarded Qin Mufeng as an invisible person and rested on the couch.

"Did you feel uncomfortable resting on the soft couch last night?" Qin Mufeng was already sitting on the head of her bed, looking into her tightly closed eyes, and asked softly.

Murong Nuoxi moved her eyelids, but there was no response.

"My wife and I have already explained my reason for coming. We can leave the manor, but you promised her that you would make gouache for her, so you can only stay in the city for the time being, and you can't leave the flower city for the time being. What do you think?" Qin Mufeng said Her alienation was regarded as a kind of tacit acquiescence, and she didn't pay much attention to it.

Murong Nuoxi opened her eyes sleepily, glanced at his face, and asked indifferently, "What's your relationship with Madam?"

Qin Mufeng was taken aback, but quickly covered it up, and asked with a smile, "What do you think we are related to?"

"What kind of relationship you have has nothing to do with me. As for what you said, I have no opinion, but I want to rest now, and I will leave after I have enough rest!" Murong Nuoxi has her own little girl in her heart, she does not He planned to leave with Qin Mufeng.

Just a moment ago, she thought clearly that one or two were not easy to provoke, so she would not provoke them.

Walking the world alone, happy, leisurely!

Qin Mufeng seemed to understand her laziness, and looked at her intently.

Murong Nuoxi wanted to close her eyes and rest, but she couldn't ignore the increasingly cold 'winter snow' in front of her.

"You plan to leave alone." Qin Mufeng still couldn't help asking what was in his heart.

Murong Nuoxi raised her eyebrows, looked at him, and looked at the cold light in Qin Mufeng's deep eyes, which made her shiver uncontrollably. .

This posture is just right, so that her red lips that have been kneaded by a knife are fully exposed in front of Qin Mufeng.

Qin Mufeng looked at her red and swollen lips, and said nothing, covering her red lips with her cold lips.

After the nonsense with the knife and halberd just now, Murong Nuoxi was very calm this time. She wanted to push Qin Mufeng away behind her, but was unable to do so, so she thought of carrying the developed pollen with her.

Qin Mufeng felt her little hands moving, grabbed her arm coldly, glared at her angrily: "I knew to use Mixiang for me, why did I forget about it just now when I was facing him outside."

This was an obvious act of jealousy, but Murong Nuoxi couldn't see it and didn't think about it.

Yes!How could I forget.

But now, looking at Qin Mufeng's cold eyes, thinking that he was being bullied, he still treated her so fiercely without comforting her.

"I forgot!" Murong Nuoxi replied with her puckered mouth.

"Then why won't you forget me? Are you so obsessed with his kisses? Huh!" Qin Mu's ethos is about to explode. Forget, he won't forget, why would he forget about swords and halberds?

Does she not like him, but the man named Daoji?
Thinking of this, Qin Mufeng felt restless.

damn it.

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When Murong Nuoxi was reminded by Qin Mufeng, she also thought about it herself, why she forgot this point about the knife and halberd, and faced...

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(End of this chapter)

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