Chongjian woke up suddenly and saw Yan'er whose face was red from being kissed by him. He looked around again and saw no one, so he felt relieved.
"I'm sorry...I...I didn't mean to do it. I was drunk and dizzy for a while...dazzled..."
Chongjian stammered that he had not yet understood anything about men and women.
Yan'er covered her face, turned around and ran away
The night is lonely and the moon is miserable
Chongjian thought of Ningyue's affectionate gaze on Ziyou, and couldn't help but feel melancholy, but didn't know what to do.
Unknowingly, I went under Ningyue's window
But I heard low sobs coming from
Chong Jian was shocked and immediately raised his head, only to see Ning Yue leaning against the window, crying softly. He was anxious, maybe he was angry with her.
But when he took a closer look, he saw a man hugging Ningyue gently, motionless.
Chongjian's heart suddenly fell into hell
Men and women are not intimate, so Ningyue didn't reject the man. Does that mean that Ningyue didn't dislike him and accepted the other person?
Zhong Jian covered his chest, it was very painful, and he stumbled back.
This year, the sycamore flowers fell prematurely and fell into the cold mud, just like the tears between lovers, sad and endless.
***Broken Love Xia Bohan***
The next day, Ning Yue seemed as if nothing had happened. She still walked around, watching the spiritual arts exchange meeting on the arena, and saw many novel moves.
Ningyue became calm and indifferent, but she still secretly went with Ziyou and others to find out the whereabouts of the account book.
It's night, a few people are on the move again
Ningyue seemed to have completely forgotten what happened last night. She was in high spirits, but there was a cold air between her brows.
I couldn't find Ningyue in the audience, my heart ached, but I didn't know what to do.
Man Qianhuan smiled and said, "Little brother, are you feeling uncomfortable? You don't even have the courage to love someone, so what's the use of living?"
Man Qianhuan's words made Chongjian suddenly startled.
He stood there, thinking about Man Qianhuan's words for a long time.
Yan'er sat aside and lowered her head aggrievedly. The shadow of the leaves fell on her face, like a dark cloud.
But Ningyue and others still couldn't find the account book.
When they went to the pavilion to rest together, they met Yun Shuizhuo.
Yun Shuizhuo came over with a slight smile on his lips, "Miss Ningyue, do you mind if Yun sits down?"
Ningyue was feeling depressed, and now she saw a strange young master coming, and she had someone to chat with.