I know it when I hear the flute. I must be sad.

Forget it, after all, I know you. I am a friend. Please comfort him in the past.

historical

She saw situ sitting on the branch and playing flute, and his hair was floating with ink. She looked lonely and pitiful. She felt a little sour. The woman she liked wanted to be married. The groom was not me. It was a sad story.

However, when I think about it, he can't catch up with women. Besides, Qin Chu is still so slow, even a play. He is not well received.

Tut, I didn't expect that he was so cold, but also sad.

She kicked the trunk.

"Hey, situ Qian." Before he finished playing the music, she disturbed him under him. Situ Mei didn't move his eyebrows, nor did he show that he was still playing the music.

Nangong green Luo flies up and sits beside him. Situ Fei quietly blows the music and looks at the direction of white Emperor city.

She looked at him playfully, and found that the man was still good, always felt that his character was very disgusting, too boring, not talking, do not communicate, her impression on him always stays on top of the very Muggle.

Today, I suddenly saw that it was pretty handsome.

Although different from the charming soul of Rong LAN Shizi, he is really worthy of handsome words, tall and handsome, and his cool breath is very masculine and upright.

Nangong green Luo later realized that, thinking, grow well, can not be eaten as a meal, really, even if it is good, there is nothing, men grow well countless.

Not chasing women, it is a white tie to grow better.

You must have the beautiful appearance of the son of LAN. Then you will be silent and cool. It is estimated that there will be women hook up. Tut, look at the sad face. You must be bleeding in your heart.

She opened her brain hole carelessly, and looked at situ Qian.

Situ Qian is not a dead man. She doesn't respond to it at all. He puts down his flute and turns to the South Palace Green Luo. "What is the matter?"

It must not be Qin win, or she said it long ago.

"Nothing. Come and comfort you." Nangong green Luo is very direct, patted his chest, a face sister knows your mood, sister can understand, you ya don't pretend.

Situ Fei looked at his little hand on his chest for a little reason. Did the woman know what to call "insemination"?

"Let go!"

"Rare." South Palace Green Luo withdrew his hand, playful look at him, "flute to relieve depression, is it very sad?"

He can't understand her words at all.

"Don't pretend, I know you are very sad, Qin Chu will marry Rong LAN." "Nangong green Luo said, still pretending so innocent, see his face suddenly realized the appearance as if just thought of is not this matter.

I don't play that with masks.

"They are acting." Situ Qian is realistic.

She didn't know that, too?

"Hello, if someone else has a love sister, can fake play be really good? Don't you be so naive, OK? " Nangong green Luo can not bear his elm brain, not to open the hole or to open the hole.

She had no place to talk about comfort.

I forgot completely, maybe situ didn't need comfort at all.

"Even if that's the case, what's going on?" Asked situ Qian.

"You're not sad?"

"Why should I be sad?" Situ Qian is even more strange.