Chapter 1167: Fanwai Nangongxuan's confusion and love 39
Yue Qingyun glanced at Nangong Xuan's face that was extremely difficult to see yesterday. He knew that he could no longer bear the scene of living with Murong Yanran. He smiled secretly in his heart, but smiled sweetly on his face: "Some things are too anxious to be anxious,
Just be patient.”
"I started working after I took the tracing back last night. Although it is not much, I have embroidered it more or less."
With his hand stretched out, Yue Qingyun spread the silk handkerchief in his hand a little, and looked at Nangong Xuan with a smile: "Besides, it won't take a few days. New Son-in-law, don't you?"
Nangong Xuan frowned slightly and raised the corner of his mouth: "Maybe"
After saying that, he turned to look at Murong Yanran, covered his mouth and yawned, frowned slightly: "I don't know why, but I've been a little dazed these two days, so I'll go back to my room to rest."
Murong Yanran glanced at Nangong Xuan charmingly: "Improper"
The charming look made Nangong Xuan unconsciously think that what he said just now seemed to have other meanings, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.
After looking at Yue Qingyun, who covered her mouth and burst into laughter, sighed: "Then we won't disturb Miss Yue's embroidery, and I hope the girl will embroider as soon as possible so as not to worry Qin Hua will be anxious."
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Yue Qingyun raised her eyebrows and looked at Murong Yanran and Nangong Xuan who were gradually moving away. She handed the silk hand in her hand to Lianyu beside her, and moved her fingers together.
He pleated his lips slightly: "I didn't expect that although this embroidery is just a small needle, it is much harder to fiddle with than those murderers. If it weren't for such a coincidence, you could embroider me. I embroidered it a little overnight, but I'm afraid today
It's definitely a mistake."
If she was not mistaken, then Murong Yanran deliberately pretended to meet by chance, but in fact she came here to check what she said yesterday.
Lian Yu smiled while using a needle to pick up Yue Qingyun along the place she embroidered, and smiled: "It's true."
Yue Qingyun's face collapsed in an instant, frowned and looked at the direction where Nangong Xuan and the others disappeared, pouted their lips slightly, and murmured: "It seems that if I don't speed up, I will only
I'm afraid that someone will not be able to bear it anymore."