Chapter 1651 Canary (24)
Leaning on the book chair, he let out a half-hearted snort, his emotions and anger were unpredictable.
"What else did you say? Her."
Lu Zongsheng recalled for two seconds, "Miss Yun also said... Oh, yes, she also asked you."
"She asked if you were busy recently, because it was related to you. I didn't say anything, so she didn't ask again."
He is indeed a person with a clear mind, and he has a good grasp of speed.
At least, not offensive.
As he spoke, he looked up at the man on the seat.
The man took out another cigar at some point.
The lighter was lit, and the cigarette was held between his knuckles, smoking casually.
Smoke, gradually lingering.
blocked his eyes, didn't say anything, and couldn't figure out his deep thoughts.
Lu Zongsheng paused, "Or, next time Miss Yun asks, I will tell her the truth?"
This is a temptation.
Test his thoughts about the beauty of the Yun family—whether he cares or not.
The calm-minded Chief Chief, with his eyelids downcast, still didn't say anything.
Carefully stroked the lit cigar, lightly lit a little, his eyes darkened.
Like a dangerous dark abyss, nothing can be seen clearly.
I can’t see through anything.
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Night.
A sudden autumn rain began to fall in the cold and bleak wind.
The rain was falling heavily, and it kept beating the blue tiles on the eaves, making a crackling sound.
The rain, as big as soybeans, fell on the ground, and the moist mist gradually diffused, lingering over the courtyard.
It was misty, with a deep chill, which made people panic.
Chunhua came back from the outside holding an oil-paper umbrella.
When she came back with the candied fruit, she stomped her feet in the cold, retracted her umbrella, and looked up.
"Miss, it's raining heavily outside."
She came in, closed the door, and couldn't help rubbing her hands.
In the warm room, the person who had already put on a fleece jacket and cotton skirt just finished drinking the medicine.
Seeing her come in, looking so embarrassed again, she frowned slightly and said, "Go and change your clothes, be careful not to catch a cold."
"Miss who is not in the way, I am in good health, I am not afraid of—"
When Chunhua walked in, she realized that there were still people in the room.
A handsome and cold man in military uniform.
It seems that he has just arrived, and the cloak is still stained with rain and dew, and he is cold.
Take off the white gloves, and glance at her indifferently, without anger and prestige, there is an indescribable sense of oppression.
Chunhua's smile froze, her voice stopped abruptly, she stood there, her legs were shaking physiologically, and she was a little helpless.
"Little... Miss?"
The beautiful man sitting on the soft bed looked at her with moist and warm eyes, and quietly made a silent gesture.
He raised his hand slightly, motioning for her to retreat quietly.
Spring flowers are relieved.
Silently backed out and closed the door.
Soon, there were only two people left inside the door.
The atmosphere froze inexplicably.
The man sitting on the soft bed looked at the man in the military uniform quietly with his beautiful eyes.
She still held Tang Yu in her hand, which was specially used to warm her hands.
The man untied the cloak and put it aside.
Sitting down beside her calmly, he raised his pitch-black phoenix eyes to look at her.
Eye color is unknown.
"cold?"
He covered her hand, grabbed it, and squeezed it.
Delicate and soft, in his hands, with warmth.
Yun Si stared at him quietly.
"Aren't you busy?"
she asked softly.
(end of this chapter)