Sweetheart,Come Back!

Step by step, step by step, clear and steady.

From an Yin's point of view, first see a pair of black bright cattle shoes, and then two straight long legs.

The man is in a straight suit. His cheek is thin, his eyes are deep, his nose is straight and straight, his lips are thin. His whole face is beautiful and delicate, but his long and narrow eyes are cold and not warm in the light.

Anyin holds the clip nervously, and her hands are tightened.

Mu Jiayin has been in Qin's house for several days, but she has never had a chance to see Qin Jian. Her memory still stays in the cellar that night.

The man locked in the old colorful wall, sexy, wild, charming, like a monster

But now he is strong, handsome and charming.

Two different feelings, contradiction, but give her a greater sense of impact, let her more eager for this man.

Mu Jiayin thought of such a man who made her want to roll to the bed immediately, that is, her fiance, and her eyes were brightened with excitement.

Qin Jian didn't look at the evening Jiayin, but nodded to Rongxun. He said hello and went straight to the two old men.

An Yin, kneeling on the cushion, restrained herself from looking at the man who came step by step. Her step sound was getting closer and closer. Her heart went up to her throat, and she tried to endure waiting, and her bones were painful.

Qin Jian stood a step away from anyin, his hand still in his trouser pocket, looked down at her, and seemed not surprised that she appeared here.

Just a glance, but let an Yin nervous breath hold, holding the bamboo clip hand also some shaking.

Qin Jian's line of sight did not stop more on her body, quickly moved away and looked at the two old men on tatami, "grandfather, teacher."

The two men looked at him, smiling together.

Everything is peaceful. Anyin is relieved.

At this time, she felt another examination of the eyes fell on her, she looked up, on the image of Rongxun can penetrate people's eyes.

Anyin was a little flustered and frowned.

Rongxun did not move or make a sound, but gently raised his eyebrows and looked at her in silence.

The brim of his hat is very low, and his skin is a healthy skin color that has been exposed to the sun and rain for a long time. His face shape is also thin, with beautiful outline, three-dimensional facial features, and strong lines of chin. His whole person is heroic but neat.

Anyin pretends to be OK. She takes back her sight and continues to make tea. Her movements are steady and elegant.

Rong Xun gave a shallow smile, but he couldn't see through the girl.

When Mu Jiayin sees Qin Jian without looking at her, she looks at an Yin. At this time, Rong Xun stares at an Yin and thinks of Ji Xiaowen's words.

It seems that this anyin is really a favorite.

Qin looked at Mu Jiayin, sitting beside Rongxun, and asked, "is the hunting ground ready?"

Qin Jian: "OK."

Anyin's tea pouring hand trembled slightly, and the boiling water poured out and burned her fingers.

She endured the scalding without any indication and continued to pour tea.

It turns out that he didn't return to Qin's house these days. He went to the hunting ground.

That holiday village is a betrothal gift for the twilight family. Now that Mu Jiayin is back, her wedding day is soon set. It is reasonable to rush to finish the hunting ground.

Qin Jian looks at an Yin's actions from the corner of her eyes. Her eyes fall on her white and slender fingers, which are red again.

He took a breath, pressed down the heartache, and kept silent, "I'm a little tired. I'll go back to have a rest first."

Mr. Qin nodded, "I've been busy for so many days, and I'm really tired. It happens that Jiayin is very boring here. You can take her back by the way. "