Qingya came out of the bath and saw Qinglan holding something in her hands, half squatting and half kneeling on the ground, crying bitterly.

She was surprised, and quickly crouched down to ask: "sky?"

Tilt blue to hear her voice, tearful eyes whirling to look up, then looked at the light purple pajamas she put on, wipe the tears to get up.

The picture frame in his arms is quietly placed on the original position of his desk. His eyes are staring at the adoration on the photos, as if the adoration is looking at him.

"If you've washed it, take a rest. I'll call you at dinner. "

Qinglan goes to the wardrobe, takes a suit and goes out.

Qingya wants to call him, but she finally resists.

And tilt blue also seems to realize that it's not good to let her alone on the first day of picking her up, but he can't face her. There is a knot in my heart. It seems that I lost my admiration temporarily because I went to save her.

"Don't think about it. I just want to go to the room I admire."

He hesitated and explained to her.

Qingya stood quietly and looked at his bleak back. He answered with a very shallow and light voice: "well."

The door was gently closed before she left because the bedroom she had just confessed never had the warmth of reunion before. The girl looked at the wide and soft bed, and finally turned around to climb up to the floating window, sat with her hands on her knees, looking far away.

Before dinner, Mr. and Mrs. rojeb called back and said they would not have dinner at home tonight.

They're going to the hotel to look for Tiao Rong. In the words of lojeb, "my grandson's first investigation of such a big case, how can I help him to analyze it?"

Linglie and his wife knew that lojeb was next generation. They could not help but let him.

When linglie came back, his heavy face was also stained with fatigue. Seeing Mu Tianxing looking down at himself at the stairway, he raised his lips and smiled, went up and down without saying anything, and held her in his arms and put his arms around her waist: "little darling!"

Mu Tianxing saw that he was tired.

In fact, she can guess more or less the things of adoration, because soon after Qinglan entered the room, she went to deliver fruit, heard Qinglan crying in it, and when she dodged her imagination on the long corridor, she saw Qinglan go out with her clothes and enter the room of adoration.

So for such a long time, she was standing on the corridor.

She didn't dare to ask, for fear that the result would be too much for her.

And just watched Ling lie enter the door, his face was so deep, Mu Tianxing only felt that he was shot in the heart.

Let him hold himself in his arms, she was silent, and after he had relied on her for a long time, she asked softly, "my little adoration, can I come back?"

Linglie knew that she was sensitive, and sometimes she would have her own little reasoning, sighed and let go of her: "yes! Adoration is not life-threatening now, I can be sure! Moreover, I am very clear about the current position of adoration, but I can't act rashly, I can't erase the achievements of adoration, I will wait for the news from adoration. I believe that the emperor of Ningguo must have the ability to make the whole world stand out! Little darling, let's go out and trust him once, shall we? "

Mu Tianxing has already made the worst plan.

It's said that adoration must be alive now. It's said that uncle will master some of them. She can only nod her head vigorously: "Hmm! Uncle, I believe in you and admire you! "

"Darling! Darling, darling! " Linglie wiped away her tears, looked sideways at the position of the corridor, and said, "let's go up to tilt blue and have a meal together!"

Mu Tianxing is also stunned for a while, just thinking of Qingya is the fake spirit.

But linglie only knew her surname, and Qiao Yekang went to the imperial study in the afternoon, and he only knew what the full name of Shi's maid was.

"I'll tell you," she whispered mysteriously, pulling Ling lie's chest. "They're separated. They just shed blue and cried. Then they took their clothes and went to adore the room."

Linglie glanced at her eyes. She grasped her white hands, and her eyes deepened a little bit. Then she raised her hand to light the tip of Mu Tianxing's nose: "leaning blue is growing up, and she has the ability to think independently. He didn't go for nothing this time, at least he got exercise. "

Looking at Mu Tianxing's tiny red eyes, he picked her up and went to the room: "I'll put an eye on you, point at the eye drops, save a while to eat, and let the children worry about it."

In a moment -

the palace people first went to the room they admired and called Qinglan.

Pour out the blue and directly raise your hand to knock on the door of your room. Just as your hand is about to knock down, you just remember that this is your room. It's his sweetheart sleeping in it. How many days have they slept together in the same bed? How strange have they been?

There was another layer of guilt in my heart.

For the first time, Qinglan felt that in the face of his brother and sweetheart, they were not human.

Gently open the door, the young man just walked in, he saw a light purple nest on the window, she fell asleep with her little head askew, the movement of her hands holding her knees was a little scattered, the tip of her nose was white and bright, the eyes and half of her cheeks were covered with hair.

There's air conditioning in the blue room, and there's a vent in the floating window. It's blowing right at the little girl, so that her hair scattered on her chest is gently swaying in the wind.

Tilt blue heart ache.

When I picked her up, I meant to let her sleep well in bed. It doesn't matter if I eat dinner later. 17 year old girl has been detained for such a long time. I believe her parents can understand her.

But he just walked to the middle of the floating window and the big bed with her in his arms. The girl suddenly struggled like crazy: "you let go of me! Let go! Don't touch me! "

She said that the first two sentences are Ning, and the second one is Beiyue.

Tilt blue did not expect, a did not hold steady, the girl's body slipped down from the hands, fell to the ground!

Qingya fell to the pain, grinned and hissed. After a close look, she was shocked to see that this man was leaning blue.

"Elegant!"

Qing Lan squats down to check the wound for her, while Qing Ya pours into his arms, encircles his neck with both hands, hugs him tightly, and refuses to give up saying anything: "sky sky ~"

Tilt blue try to hold her again, although some effort, but successfully put her on the bed.

Qingya seems to wake up from a dream. Let go of his neck and look at him like a rabbit.

As if some words, want to talk and stop, this look in the blue heart a soft: "elegant, where is the injury?"

Qingya looks at him.

They seem to be more and more estranged from each other. In fact, in this house and on this bed, they have done almost everything men and women should do, just one last step away.

Qingya solves her doubts according to the exclusion method taught by her grandfather: it's impossible to alienate herself in order to adore, because it's not her fault to adore, and yundanxi also grabbed her family member, who is her common enemy with Qinglan; for the real Zhang Ling, it's possible, yundanxi showed her the video of Qinglan saving Zhang Ling.

She wanted to ask.

But I dare not ask.