Husband, I'm from the 21st Century Sequel

Chapter 60 Suspected to be an old friend

Chapter 60 Suspected to be an old friend (6)

The man's eyes flickered slightly, and he said softly, "Liu Yun, help me up."

Liu Yun immediately reached out to help the man in white sit up, and stuffed two pillows behind him. The man leaned forward and leaned on the brocade pillow, his pupils slightly narrowed, and his brows relaxed.

"My lord, how do you feel now?" The middle-aged man asked anxiously, his eyes full of worry.

"No problem, fortunately this young master sacrificed his life to save him, and he was relieved just now. Your great kindness, I will never forget it." While speaking, the man's gaze casually glanced across the dyed painting on the opposite side, his eyes were as deep as midnight. The sea, the waves restrained.Slender fingers lifted the curtain of the car lightly, and light eyes cast lightly on the world covered in silver outside the window. There was a slight trace of a faint smile on the corner of the lips, and the light blue snow lotus blooming between the eyebrows and the outside of the car were indistinct. The ice and snow complement each other into a rhyme.

At this moment, Ranhua felt his heart beating like a drum, and the man's handsome face like a god passed by the corners of his eyes from time to time, his eyebrows twisted tighter and tighter, suppressing this thought, Ranhua replied indifferently: "It's just a small effort, what a big favor .”

"To my son, it may be just a little effort, but to my son, it is like a gift of rebuilding. I hope you will accept it with a small gift." The middle-aged man accepted the words, and at the same time took out two pieces of exquisitely carved Hetian from his sleeve. Nuanyu, pass it over.

Ran Hua frowned slightly, and said: "Uncle, it's Zhesha. Although my house is thin, it doesn't lack these things."

"My son's words are wrong, I didn't mean that." The middle-aged man explained slowly.

"Uncle Nian, put away the things." The man suddenly turned his face, and said softly: "If the disciples are careless, I hope you will forgive me."

"It's okay." Ran Hua smiled and said: "The front is the humble house, thank you for your kindness." Saying that, Ran Hua got up and got out of the carriage.

"I wonder if I can come to your residence for a cup of hot tea?" The man suddenly said in a low voice, Liu Feng and Uncle Nian were taken aback when he said this, and looked at the man in white with disbelief.

Ran Hua's body froze when he just stood up, as if he thought he had heard wrong, he couldn't help asking: "What do you mean, sir?"

"I'm being rude, you don't have to take it seriously." The man hooked his lips and smiled lightly, a gloomy look flashed across his eyes.

"If you don't think the humble house is crude, then it's okay to invite some of you to have a cup of hot tea in the humble house." The tone of the refusal changed as soon as she reached her lips. Somehow, she felt Yue's affection in this man. Breath, thinking of her own experience, she did not rule out the possibility that Yue, like her, possessed another person's soul.

"So, thank you son." The man rolled his eyes and said softly.The picturesque eyebrows are covered with a layer of tired color, which seems to be extremely tired.

Seeing the dyed painting, he stopped responding immediately, and just got out of the carriage silently, letting Liufeng park the carriage in front of the palace gate, and jumped off the carriage. Liufeng looked up at the majestic gate of the palace in front of him, and said in surprise: " Is this the son's house?"

Dye Hua paused and said, "Do you have any questions?"

Liu Feng was so choked that he couldn't say a word, so he shrank his neck resentfully, jumped out of the carriage, took out the wheelchair on the carriage, helped the man in white to sit on the wheelchair, and then pushed the man in white into the palace .

As soon as he entered the palace, the white-clothed man, who was originally sleepy, suddenly opened his eyes, and his coquettish pupils swept around, and a few traces of nostalgia flashed across his eyes, which disappeared in a blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)

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