Sweetheart,Come Back!

Qin Jian's corners of the mouth turned away, and his eyes filled with disdain. He turned back and exchanged an eyelid with Mu Jinyan. He put on his clothes and said coldly: "what comes to the door, you pass it inside. Do you even forget the rules of the East Pavilion?"

Qin Jian banned mujiayin from coming to the East Pavilion.

Seeing that Qin Jian's tone was not good, Ali shivered, "she said that she had a very important matter to look for the young master, which was related to his life, so..."

Qin Jian Leng hum a, also don't ask what matter, cold drink: "tell her to get out of the East Pavilion."

Ali didn't dare to say anything more and trotted down the stairs.

"Wait a minute." Mu Jin Yan, who has been silent for a long time, suddenly stops Ali. Ali turns back and stands outside the door.

"What do you mean?" Qin Jian looks to the evening Jin.

Mu Jin said to take things, "the one who should come will come. Even if you drive her away now, you will come again next time. It will be solved sooner or later. Since we have come, we have just solved the problem. Qin Jian deliberately in the cup, is not to threaten the twilight Jiayin.

Qin Jian looked at the evening Jin Yan, this guy is really afraid that the evening home is not chaotic enough.

Glancing at anyin, he got up and left the room.

An Yin raised her neck and looked at Qin Jian for a long time. Her back neck was very sour and soft. When she saw Qin Jian go out, her head hung down and stuck to the ground. She stretched out her quilt and rubbed it to her back neck.

A wheelchair stopped in front of her.

An Yin along in front of the leg all the way up, on the evening Jin speech smile eyes.

He bent down and gazed at her. "Why don't you sleep more?" Her voice was as soft as hypnosis, and her eyes swept over the beads of fortune on her wrist.

Anyin drew her hand back into the quilt, and her face was as red as a cooked shrimp.

It's embarrassing.

With a smile, Mu Jin bent down and picked her up with a quilt and sent her back to bed. She sat down beside the bed and looked at her quietly.

An Yin is stunned. He is sitting in a wheelchair, which should be very inconvenient to move. But he picked her up with no effort.

Although an Yin was wrapped in a quilt, she rubbed her skin when she thought that there was nothing under the quilt. The more embarrassed she was, the more uncomfortable she was. She was stiff. Looking at Mu Jin's words, she did not dare to move.

Two people lie and sit in a standstill, big eyes stare small eyes, no one speak.

Qin Jian comes out of the room and sees Mu Jiayin standing at the door. His handsome face is more gloomy. He stares at Ali coldly. Ali shrinks his neck.

Qin Jian takes back his sight and looks at the evening Jiayin coldly, "say."

Mu Jiayin is stunned and looks at the door in front of her. According to the position of the window, the room is an Yin.

Qin Jian actually came out of anyin's room.

This discovery makes Mu Jiayin angry.

But his face didn't show a little bit. Looking at Ali, he trotted on.

"Can you change places..."

"Get out of here without saying so." Qin Jian interrupts her impatiently and turns to return to the room.

"Qin Jian." Mu Jiayin hastily stepped forward and reached out to pull him. Before touching his sleeve, Qin Jian glanced at him coldly. Mu Jiayin shrunk his hand in fright, "I said."

Qin Jian did not look at her, as if to see her more, all dirty his eyes.

Mu Jiayin glanced at the room door and asked in a low voice, "is anyin back?"

"Yes."

Mu Jia Yin bowed her head and seemed to have been wronged a lot, "do you really want to be with anyin?"

Qin Jian's lips floated with contempt, "I don't want to be with her, who can I be with? You? "

PS: good night, babies. Happy weekend.