1160 Departure 5
She can't speak now. . .If it is only family affection. .seem. .It seems that there is more than that.

If there is love. .seem. .It doesn't seem like it. . .

She couldn't figure it out. .She just knows. .With Qingyin, no matter how much trouble she has, it will disappear.

It was a very comfortable feeling to be with him.

She likes being with Qingyin.

Nanfeng Lianxue finally came back on the fourth night after leaving the lotus courtyard.

When he came back, Wanwan had just finished taking a bath.

Qingyin is not in the lotus courtyard now, he said that it is inconvenient to do things in the lotus courtyard, so he lives in an inn outside.

Therefore, when Nanfeng Lianxue returned to the lotus courtyard and learned that Qingyin had left, he was in a particularly good mood.

Staying in the palace for the past few days really doesn't want to attract too much attention.

He hasn't spent the night in the palace for several days in a row. If he doesn't stay in the palace for a few days, his concubines and concubines will definitely go to the queen to complain.

He didn't want too many people to know about Wan Wan's existence, especially those in the palace.

In addition, he has to play around with the princess of Yu country these few days, so he really doesn't have time to come back.

After only four days apart, he felt that he seemed to miss that little thing very much.

I took a break from my busy schedule today, and I can finally come back to see the little girl.

The little girl had just finished taking a bath, and she was lying obliquely on the chaise longue wearing a bellyband and a gauze dress.

His hair was wet, still dripping with water.

The little face covered in water vapor was flushed, and the black eyeballs were rolling around. It looked really cute.

Nanfeng Lianxue walked over gently, and while the little girl didn't notice him, she stretched out her long arms, and hugged the little girl's white and tender body with a scent of flowers in her arms.

The small fleshy body with the fragrance of flowers is held in his arms, and it feels really comfortable.

"Wanwan...why don't you brush your hair?"

He hugged Wanwan to the bed and sat down, her small body was wrapped in his arms, and the wet black hair wet the skirt of his chest.

He grabbed a piece of clothing beside him and wiped his curly hair, his tone was doting, but with a bit of reproach, "Damn girl, look at you, what should you do if you catch a cold?"
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There are a few more in the afternoon.

(End of this chapter)

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