He jumped up and disappeared in front of Yaoyao and Ziyi... This speed was really fast!
Ziyi was stunned for a moment, the situation was obviously beyond her expectation: "Yaoyao, you and her?"
Ziyi pointed in the direction where Yunling disappeared, with an obvious expression on his face. Is he an enemy or a friend?
Yaoyao curled her lips and said: "Of course we are enemies!"
"Then why are you deliberately behaving coquettishly to seduce her? Do you want to be collected by her?" Ziyi asked Yaoyao doubtfully,
"I have a gentleman's agreement with Yunling, and we don't mess with each other. Last time I quietly went to Xuantianmen and met her face to face. I broke the agreement first. Of course I have to work hard to make up for it today..." Yaoyao was vague.
He gave an unclear explanation, but it was nothing more than deliberate frivolity to divert Yunling’s attention from careful investigation.
After hearing this, Ziyi shook his head and sighed: "Not interested!"
Yaoyao also licked her lower lip lightly, maintaining silence is a golden virtue, and it is an insignificant trivial matter anyway!
However, Ziyi still asked with concern about Yaoyao's poisoning situation: "Yaoyao, are you okay?"
Yaoyao shook her head and said calmly: "I'm fine, I'm going home first!"
Ziyi nodded: "What happened tonight is quite worrying, so have a good rest!"
In Nangong Mansion, the extraordinary small building, Yaoyao's bedroom is brightly lit... The few shadows projected on the paper windows are nothing more than a few "heavyweight" elders in the family.
The last gathering was to help Yaoyao's porters. Now, are they looking for Yaoyao to "watch the moon in the middle of the night"?
Yaoyao gritted her teeth and pushed open the door of her boudoir. She hesitated and struggled with her steps.
I was torn between advancing and retreating, running and not running,
Father Nangonglou, with ferocious anger on his face, shouted in an earth-shattering voice towards Yaoyao who was standing stupidly at the door: "Why don't you come in?"
Yaoyao was shocked, her father looked very bad!
Yaoyao glanced at my mother Qiuyue secretly, and her face was filled with anger.
Yaoyao didn't even need to look at Master Ji Tian's face. He must have followed my mother's footsteps. He was also glaring at Yaoyao with anger.