Chapter 1190: Fanwai Nangongxuan's confusion and love 63
Qin Hua, who lost his legs, had an astonishing force on his fingers. Without deliberately installing it, the mist quickly spread in Yue Qingyun's eyes and said in a lost voice: "There is a side door there."
Then he patted Qin Hua's back of his hand heavily, and shouted with tears in his eyes: "Let me go!"
Looking at Yue Qingyun's tearful eyes, Qin Hua hurriedly let go as if he woke up from a dream, but his eyes were still murderous intent, and he said coldly: "Where is that door?"
Looking at the murderous intent in Qin Hua's eyes, Yue Qingyun smiled in her heart, but there was still a resentful expression on her face. She lowered her head and rubbed her fingers gently, raised her forehead and raised her toward the side door: "Young Master's own garden, why bother asking me?"
As he said that, his face suddenly sank: "If the young master doesn't like Qingyun, he can also say it clearly that there is no need to find excuses like this torture."
He pursed his lips and sighed softly: "Qingyun will say goodbye to the young master here first. After a while, I will go to the wife and tell her that I will leave this garden and never come back."
After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave
Behind her, Qin Hua's low roar made her steps stagnate. Looking back, Qin Hua's face turned pale, but he couldn't tell whether it was anger or a begging in his eyes.
"Don't leave, I'm the only one left."
Those painful eyes looked at Yue Qingyun, but they murmured in their mouths, and their hands stretched out towards Yue Qingyun's direction.
Yue Qingyun looked at the hands quietly, hesitated for a while, turned around and returned to Qin Hua, raised her eyebrows, and said softly: "That's just a side door, why do you have to be so angry?"
"It's not the reason..."
Qin Hua stopped talking and held Yue Qingyun's hand. This time, he didn't dare to use force anymore. He gritted his teeth and his eyes were full of murderous intentions: "You don't understand."
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"Come here again when dinner is up"
Qin Hua looked at the room in the distance, waved his hand, signaling that the two little maids who stood beside him, left after putting down his hand.
The grove he is in now is far enough from that house, but it is a necessary route for the house and the side door. It is a deliberate angle. People who come from the path will definitely not see a person sitting here.