His Sunny Wife

Turned over, she tried not to think too much, things have happened, even if it is too late to regret.

In the bar, the color light flows away, the dance floor is full of surging crowds, here is the world of night.

"Qin Yi, what's wrong with my Nangong clock? What on earth can't I compare with that seven seven seven Nangong Zhongli, holding his wine glass, murmured hopelessly with tears in his eyes.

Qin Yi shook her head: "it's Liang Shaochen who has no vision. In Qin Yi's eyes, you are the most noble girl."

Nangong Zhongli shook his head.

"No In his eyes, I'm not as good as one thousandth of seven You know what? You know, every time I see him, I'm convinced that he's the sweetheart of my life. I've loved him for so many years

I think, as long as you stay by his side, one day, he will fall in love with me completely.

But I didn't expect that when 771 appeared, he immediately changed his face. Change as you say How could he be so heartless? "

Qin Yi frowned tightly and clenched his hands on the bar. Seems to want to find a place to hammer.

"Miss Zhong Li, even without Liang Shaochen, you will find a better man Don't be too sad. "

Nangong Zhongli looks up and drinks the wine in his glass.

Red alcohol, with a girl's delicate face, like the rose goddess in the moonlight. The descendants of Nangong family all have a beautiful face, which is hard to forget at a glance.

This is true of Nangong Yaoling and Nangong Zhongli.

Even Nangong Feihong, who has always been broad-minded, has perfect facial features.

The girl's long eyelashes quiver in the light, with crystal clear pearls. Qin Yi sits beside her, even a little stunned.

For the first time, he sat so close to Nangong Zhongli.

At ordinary times, I followed Nangong Yaoling and occasionally saw her. I could only look at her from a distance.

He will never forget the first time he saw Nangong Zhongli. She was dressed in riding clothes and ran arrogantly on the racecourse. She was handsome, elegant, perfect and noble.

He will never forget the throb of his heart at that moment.

However, the man in Nangong Zhongli's eyes is Liang Shaochen, who is equally noble and extraordinary.

Her eyes, for a moment, did not flow on him.

Qin Yi's eyes darkened in an instant.

He is Nangong Yaoling's bodyguard, bodyguard and killer. It seems that Nangong is a clock away from him.

As the poem says,

"you look at the scenery on the bridge, and the people who look at the scenery look at you under the bridge; the moon decorates your Windows, and you decorate other people's dreams..."

Now, however, Liang Shaochen's wounds are all over his body.

Qin Yi's forehead is blue, and he wants to kill people.

"Miss Zhong Li, you can't drink any more..." Seeing that Nangong Zhongli was still pouring wine, Qin Yi quickly stopped her.

"No I want to drink, I want to drink... " Nangong Zhongli said vaguely.

Qin Yi was helpless and quickly went to settle the account. Then she dragged Nangong Zhongli: "Miss Zhongli, I'll take you back..."

Nangong bell is waving. Qin Yi bends over and holds her with her iron arm.

"You You big jerk! Qin Yi I'll kill you Nangong Zhongli struggled to curse.