"Tilt"

"He's coming to pick me up."

Bo Chi Han's words suddenly stopped.

The "he" that can let Yun Qing say in this tone, except for that person, doesn't do what he wants.

Bo Chi sighed, "be careful."

"Good."

Yun Qing finished and hung up.

She walked up to Beiming yexuan, looked at the man's beautiful face and said softly, "you're here..."

Northern night Xuan slender fingers, gently touched her face.

He didn't speak. He took Yun Qing by the hand and sent her to the co pilot. Then he drove away from here.

The scenery outside the window flashed away. Yunqing looked at the man in the driver's seat, blinked his eyes, and suddenly said, "I haven't had dinner in Beiming house yet... How about going back to Beiming house today?"

Yunqing has only been to Beiming house once.

I haven't been there since.

She thought of the room that Beiming yexuan had prepared for her in Beiming's house. Suddenly, she wanted to go home with this man.

Northern night Xuan lips Cape tiny hook, deeply saw her one eye, "good."

The cloud tilts the eyebrow eye to bend, on the pretty small face, exudes some sweet smile.

The black sports car is speeding to the North Ming House.

An hour later, Beiming yexuan returns to Beiming's home with Yunqing.

Feng Xi's wife looks at her son's cold departure in the morning, and she is ready that he won't go home in a short time.

But after two hours, suddenly heard the housekeeper said, North night Xuan back.

Mrs. Feng Xi was surprised.

The next sentence of the housekeeper solved the doubts.

The young master came back with the young lady!

Mrs. Feng Xi instantly understood that it was not Beiming yexuan who wanted to come back, but Yunqing who wanted to come to Beiming home, so her worthless son also came back.

Mrs. Feng Xi thought of the unpleasantness that her grandparents and grandchildren had caused in the morning. She sighed a little and went out with people in person.

The last time Yun Qing came to Beiming's house was in the evening, and he didn't have the heart to take a good look at the mansion.

At the moment, she was led by the northern night Xuan, appreciating this simple and noble family.

At first glance, the style of Beiming house is not so luxurious.

But the details of the heart, but luxurious startling.

Architectural style will be low-key luxury connotation of this sentence play incisively and vividly.

Cloud tilts to pull the arm of North night Xuan, didn't walk out a few steps, see breeze Xi madam took a group of people to welcome out, "tilts to come."

Cloud tilts a tiny smile, the eyes are sweet and shy, "mother-in-law is good."

Mrs. Feng Xi looks at the little girl and smiles. She takes Yun Qing's hand and takes the little girl away.

The North night Xuan looks at the back figure of cloud tilt, didn't catch up with.

After the figure of Yun Qing disappeared in front of him, the man turned and came to another place.

Beimingyan sits in the study, hearing the sound of footsteps, her face doesn't lift.

Beiming night Xuan went in, dark eyes, looking at his father, as if looking at another himself.

"What did you say to Grandpa?"

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