Can’t Stop You Stirring My Heart

Level 1252

One is that she doesn't want him to worry, and the other is that Kuroba wants to solve it by herself.

Walking along the way, he quietly became curious about this Lord Mo.

What kind of person is he who understands life so well and has such a taste.

Shura quietly walked into the hall with Zhan Qinghe and sat on the carved wooden chair.

Quietly don't know what kind of wood this is, but at first glance it is very valuable.

Shura stood beside her quietly, picked up the teacup quietly, narrowed his eyes, his hand was unstable, and the teacup slipped from her hand.

However, the teacup did not land, but was firmly caught by Shura.

Zhan Qing saw the quiet movement and didn't say anything.

What his family is quietly trying to do must have reason for her.

Quietly, he took another teacup, this time letting go.

Shura leaned forward and caught the teacup again.

"Good skill!" quietly looked at Shura and smiled.

"Master Qiao praised!" Shura put the teacup in his hand on the table and whispered to him.

Quiet's lips turned up slightly, and she was still a little uncomfortable when she heard that other than those around her called her Master Quiet.

"Make an appointment another day!" smiled quietly.

It's not an appointment for a meal, or an appointment for tea, but an appointment.

It's simple and straightforward. It's not asking you to make an appointment, but a direct appointment.

The expression in Shura's eyes was obvious, and he didn't seem to expect to say such a thing quietly.

Zhan Qing frowned slightly, he didn't want to fight quietly.

"Huh?" Without receiving Shura's response, he asked quietly.

"Look at the time of Master Quiet!" Shura respectfully said.

He smiled quietly and didn't say a word, his eyes squinted with conspiracy.

At this time, there was a coughing sound, and I looked past the sound quietly.

I saw a beautiful and cold woman walking by pushing a wheelchair, and the man sitting in the wheelchair was coughing.

When I quietly saw this man, his eyes were amazing, there would be such a beautiful man unexpectedly.

Wearing a plain white cloud brocade on him, he is gentle and moist, not stained with dust.

Those eyes seemed to be immersed in water, radiating waves of light.

It's just that there is no blood on the man's face, but his lips are unusually red.

They all talk about sick beauty, but the man in front of him is a sick beauty who needs every kind of care.

Because he coughs so beautifully...

It is not appropriate to use a beautiful word to describe a man, but it seems quietly that this beautiful word is suitable for him.

"Let Jiuye wait for a long time, cough...!"

The man spoke a word and started coughing again.

The average person coughing makes people upset, but this man coughing will only make people feel distressed.

Even if it is the first time we meet, Quietly will have this distressed feeling.

He thinks that Uncle Jiu will also have it, and anyone will have it, because this man is weak and needs protection.

"Master Mo has seen you, I'm bothering you!" Zhan Qing said with a smile.

Lord Mo? He is Lord Mo?

Quietly thought that Lord Mo should be a man of forty or fifty years old with a fierce face.

However, he didn't expect that Mo Ye was the man in front of him who could be blown away by a gust of wind.

And still sitting in a wheelchair, which makes Silent a little messy.

Of the five people in the hall, there are only three...

Master Jiuye, Master Mo, this year, Master has nothing to do with age, it's everywhere.

"Master Quiet, long time no see, cough...cough..."

Master Mo looked quietly, and after a word, he coughed several times.

When I cough, my body is trembling, and I feel that if I cough harder, my heart will break.