The evening breeze is cool alone, and the night is quiet.

While Ling Lie and his wife were already sleeping in love, how many single dogs in this world are still suffering from suffering.

The cold crape myrtle fragrance came to my face, radiating the brilliant stars, like Ni Yajun's shimmering eyes at this moment.

It's not a matter of courage, but he's here.

Zhuo Xi's attention is still behind him.

The suite opposite had just opened the door and showed a curious face.

Ni Yajun stood quietly in the corridor, with a door in front of him, and in the door was Molin's room.

At the end of the corridor, Xia Qingning was so scared that she grabbed Zhuo Xi's sleeve tightly. Zhuo Xi lowered her eyebrows and pulled them away. She grabbed them again and asked in a low voice: "Do you think Ni Yajun is going to confess?"

Zhuo Xi looked at her in surprise: "Your boyfriend is going to confess, but if you don't stop him, you are still watching the fun here?"

"Aren't you here too?"

"I'm different from you!"

Zhuo Xi didn't pay attention to Qingning anymore, and his quiet eyes looked at Ni Yajun without expression.

After a while, Zhuoran couldn't help saying, "Mr. Ni, you have been standing here for ten minutes. If you have any needs, you may not have to look for Molin, you can also find us."

Ni Yajun did not look back, but was reminded by Zhuoran that he realized that time passed so quickly.

The pianist's hand was raised gracefully, one, two, three.

Knocked on the door.

Morin came over to open the door soon. She was still wearing a lotus pink dress, and her white little face looked a little childish under the flax-colored pear head.

Looking up, she flashed her clear eyes nervously, with one hand behind her back and the other hand tightly on the door handle, standing sideways between the gaps on the door panel. It was not said that she was blocking Ni Yajun from entering, or she hesitating and not daring to go out.

He looks like a girl, as well as panic and nervous.

"Ni, Young Master Ni."

Morin tried to lower his eyes and stared at his shiny black sandals.

At least he didn't have a pair of eyes on his shoes, and he would look at her so hotly that she didn't even have the courage to stand.

It wasn't that I had thought about the reason why he came to find him. When Qu Shiwen quietly sent her a message, she said: Mr. Ni is standing at your door!

From then on, she quietly looked outside through the cat's eyes.

He was indeed standing there, still motionless, like a dream so perfect, that she wanted, but so far away.

A possibility flashed through his mind: he came to tell himself that he had cut off his thoughts about him.

But I also remembered Ling Lie's words that Qingning is just a sister.

Morin's forehead was a little sweaty, not hot, but nervous.

She wouldn't know that Ni Yajun's palm was sweating and nervous at this moment.

He saw her so cautiously, his eyes flashed, "Momo, I have something to say to you."

"Oh, you... say it!" She nodded, but still lowered her head.

Ni Yajun cleaned her room and always felt that it was not suitable to enter the girl's boudoir at such a night. She turned around and looked around, but she felt that the hall was too empty and there was no atmosphere of talking about such things.

Damn it!

He just remembered coming to talk to her, but forgot where he said it!

Qingning suddenly shouted: "Go to your little loft! Or the small living room in Zhuoran's suite! Or some balcony or rooftop, you can count the stars!"

Ni Yajun immediately glared at her fiercely: "Shut up!"

Qingning continued to shout unconvincedly: "Ni Yajun! Don't let me down! My suggestions are all from the perspective of girls. Don't let my good intentions down!"

"Zhuo Xi! Take her to the cat room! Let her out in an hour!"

Ni Yajun ordered, and Zhuo Xi naturally wanted to do it.

But he still looked at Molin's direction with concern. At this time, Zhuoran's voice flew over: "Your Madam Ni told me, just go."

The implication is that he and Qu Shiwen are still watching here.

Zhuo Xi really couldn't stand Qingning's whining temperament, but he also understood his responsibilities and looked at Qingning with a blank expression: "Miss Qingning, we've gone upstairs!"

Qingning blinked at him mischievously: "Okay~!"

After they left, Ni Yajun looked at Morin and said, "I want to talk to you. The words are a bit long and I can't explain them clearly in a few words. Do you have any place to go? Let's have a drink."

Morin bit his lip and was very timid: "I don't have a place I want to go, I don't know what Mr. Ni is going to talk about?"

"If Mr. Ni doesn't dislike it, come to my living room." Zhuoran smiled slightly and said, "I have a kitchenette in my suite. It's very convenient for Ashi to help you refill it."

Ni Yajun nodded: "Okay, Momo?"

Morin's face turned pale: "Oh."

Farewell to the blue Mediterranean style of the sea, Zhuoran and his wife's suite has two bedrooms and one living room, with a very good layout and warmth. The view is the European pastoral style milky white and beige, light brown and light gold.

Closed the door and came from a world. Ni Yajun led Molin to sit down in front of the beige leather sofa. Qu Shiwen quickly served them each with a cup of coffee.

Zhuoran and his wife looked at them and quietly retreated back to their room.

However, everything in the living room was broadcast live on their TV. Now, except for the cameras removed from the Fourth Young Master's bedroom and several bathrooms with privacy design, there are no secrets everywhere.

Ni Yajun picked up the coffee and tasted it. It was a caramel latte.

After putting it down, he looked at Morin on the small sofa opposite him, and felt that the little girl was too far away from him. The sofa was L-shaped, and they were sitting at both ends of the L-shaped ones.

"Momo, before I talk to you, there is one thing I want to explain to you."

Fortunately, the living room is small and there are only two of them, so the atmosphere is pretty good.

Molin looked up at Ni Yajun, and there was confusion and uneasiness in his clear black and white eyes: "Mr. Ni, please tell me."

Ni Yajun looked at her and said, "Qingning is not my girlfriend. Her personality has always been so nonsense. She is my aunt's granddaughter and cousin."

Morin was a little scared.

Is this an explanation?

Oh my God!

Seeing her stupid, Ni Yajun chuckled softly and asked again: "So I want to know, is it true that she said you were jealous today?"

Morin: “…”

Ni Yajun looked at her very seriously: "Is it true that she said you like me?"

Morin: “…”

Ni Yajun suddenly stood up and walked towards her step by step. Although the journey was short, a beautiful lotus bloomed, blooming in Molin's heart. After he stood in front of her, he squatted down in front of her.

Nothing else, just to talk about such a thing, he didn't want her to look up to him.
Chapter completed!