Chapter 1303: Fanwai Nangongxuan's confusion and love 175
Nangong Xuan seemed to have just learned that Murong Yanran was back. He curled his lips and smiled lightly. He put down the book in his hand and looked at Murong Yanran with a raised eyebrow: "Madam, she doesn't look too good. Is there something on your mind?"
From the moment Murong Yanran stepped into the courtyard, Nangong Xuan already knew that she was coming.
Hearing what Murong Yanran said to Xue Wu more clearly, he pretended not to know, but understood that if he went out to rescue him, it would have no effect at all and would only make Xue Wu more embarrassed.
Murong Yanran looked sideways at Nangong Xuan's faint smile and hummed, and couldn't help but chuckle.
Sitting next to him, she held her head high and smiled charmingly: "Mr. sir, do you think I am getting old?"
"Why did Madam say this?"
Nangong Xuan looked at Murong Yanran's extremely charming expression, and felt extremely bored. He smiled calmly: "Madam, you are of heavenly beauty, and you are ageless. You naturally understand in your heart, so why bother asking others?"
Murong Yanran's anger that was forced out by Tuo Bahan's words suddenly calmed down.
In this world, there are still very few men who are as ignorant and incomprehensible as that nonsense man. At least the Nangong Xuan in front of him is a considerate person.
Maybe......
Murong Yanran's heart suddenly started to flutter.
The coachman has been dead for a few days, but the Nangong Xuan in front of him is definitely a charming man.
But now she is a woman whose heart was broken by others, by her own son, and who wants to find a warm embrace.
"Ms. sir, you know how to make me happy with your words."
She glanced at Nangong Xuan with an extremely charming look, raised her hand to caress his cheek, and sighed, "Today there was a smelly man who said that I am old, that I am..."
Before he finished speaking, his fingers were frozen in mid-air.
In Nangong Xuan's eyes, it was clear that there was a smile that could not be hidden no matter what.
What he said in a gentle manner was not the truth.
It is a habitual etiquette. Even if the person asking him is a sow, he will say the same thing in the same gentle tone.
Almost instantly, Murong Yanran's anger that had just calmed down suddenly rose up. She stood up and glared at Nangong Xuan.