Xiang Yimo didn't open his eyes, her eyelashes trembled, she closed her eyes, her slender hands tightened on his suit, and she indulged in his kiss.
The passionate kiss burned like a flame, and the tip of his tongue gently teased the teeth like a harpist, while beautiful music lingered in his ears.
"Nangong Han, are you ready?" There was no word on the net. Teng Yue rushed in without knocking, "A scene inappropriate for children was staged so early in the morning. Aren't you worried that Diandian and Qiuqiu will mature prematurely?"
Xiang Yimo blushed and tugged on his clothes in embarrassment.
Nangong Han reluctantly let go of her and rolled his eyes at Teng Yue angrily, "Are you jealous? There are many words on the net" [
"What am I envious of? I'm not Ren Sichen. I'm alone!" As he said that, he pulled Su Zilin in at the door and hugged her intimately, showing off his affection.
"You smell like alcohol, get away!" Su Zilin said with a cold face and drove him away.
Teng Yue quickly explained, "Premenstrual syndrome, I have a bad temper!"
"You only have premenstrual syndrome, my aunt just lost it!"
"People with bad tempers are prone to menstrual disorders, and it is very possible for their aunt to come several times a month!"
Su Zilin put one hand on her hips and poked Teng Yue's chest with the index finger of the other hand, "You just have menstrual disorders. You come here several times a week!"
Xiang Yimo sighed softly, "I think you two have taken your flirting to the extreme."
The two people who were arguing endlessly finally made a truce and got down to business.
Teng Yue walked around Nangong Han and looked him up and down, "You look a little decadent in your outfit, but you don't feel sad. Let Zi Lin paint a few strokes on you, it's absolutely fine."
Let you show your grief-stricken side."
"Sorry, I don't have a transvestite."
Teng Yue's image was ruined under Su Zilin's careful craftsmanship. This is a history of bitter blood and tears that he cannot tell.
Nangong Han hooked Xiang Yimo's waist with one hand and placed a quick kiss on her plump and smooth forehead. "Wait for me when I come back!" After saying that, he put on his sunglasses handsomely.
"Nangong Han, you can do it without makeup! If your image is lacking, use your acting skills to make up for it. After a while, you must burst into tears, to the point where those who hear it are sad and those who see it shed tears."
The dark sunglasses flashed faintly, and Nangong Han patted his shoulder, "Then I'll leave it to you!"
"What do you mean? Can we outsource even mourning?"
"Since you have such a strong desire to perform, then I will satisfy you! If you perform well and make you cry, I will give you an award later!"
Teng Yue waved his hand away, "I don't care!"
More than a dozen black cars slowly drove into the funeral parlor, with drizzle falling in the air, as fine as cow hair and as dense as a fishing net. The air was moist and filled with a faint atmosphere of sadness.[
As soon as the car stopped, Butler He opened the door——
"Little Momo—" Teng Yue rushed out and shouted sadly.
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Nangong Hanhan had a dark handsome face and pursed his thin lips as sharp as a knife, "Don't act so exaggerated!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped out of the car door. His tall height and burly figure gave people a sense of oppression. Usually, his whole body exuded a sense of intimidation, a coldness that repelled people thousands of miles away, making people afraid to approach.
Today, he was disheveled and disheveled. He had lost his vitality and looked listless. It seemed that he had suffered a lot of blows.
Butler He immediately supported him and whispered in his ear, "Master, infrared sensors have been installed in every corner here. As long as someone approaches, it will display!"
He is holding the phone tightly in his hand, and the screen displays an overhead map of the funeral home. As soon as the sensor detects the body temperature of the human body, a red dot will be displayed on the screen. The location of each of his men is fixed.
, so they can be distinguished from outsiders.
"Tell me as soon as he shows up!"
"yes!"
Nangong Han walked into the funeral parlor slowly, his steps getting slower and heavier. The eagle eyes behind his sunglasses tightened, he was more vigilant, and he was keenly aware of everything around him.
The funeral parlor was surrounded by snow-white lilies, with a faint fragrance floating in the air. Xiang Rumo lay quietly among the bustling brocades, with pale powder on her pale face and a smile that always seemed to be sweet at the corner of her mouth.
The earth fell asleep, forever silent in sleep.
There was silence, no sound, it was so quiet that it was heart-wrenching.
"Little Momo, I still want to eat the crystal shrimp dumplings you made, why did you just go there like this?" Teng Yue felt that such a calm atmosphere was a bit strange, so he cried a little.
Su Zilin stood next to him and glanced at him with disdain, "How can such a big old man cry so much!"
"If I don't cry, who else will cry?" Teng Yue said righteously.
Nangong Han raised his brows and lowered his voice, "Did you show up?"
"Two people appeared on the side wall, do you want to take action now?" Butler He was always paying attention to his mobile phone.
"First, wait! Ji Zhanxuan is so cunning, maybe he will send two people to explore the truth and route first."
"Do you think he will really show up?"
"He has become mentally deformed in order to seek revenge, and now he has tortured me as his life goal. He thinks he has achieved it, so of course he wants to appreciate his victory!" His thin lips curled up, and he raised a smile with conviction, "He will definitely
It will come!”
Nangong Han walked towards Xiang Rumo, squatted down, and gently picked up the hair by her ear with his big palm, tucking it behind her ear. "Chu Zhanjin's operation was very successful. He will regain his sight in a short time. I
I will definitely do what I promised you, and Momo will be happy, so just rest in peace!"
There were tears in the corners of Su Zilin's eyes, and she let out a choked sob.
"Are you really crying?" Teng Yue asked in surprise.[
"I can't be emotional!" Su Zilin wiped her tears carelessly, "Sister Rumo is not a heinous villain, nor has she done anything harmful to the world. Why did the old man give her such a heavy punishment and let the real person
Where’s the big bad guy on the loose?”
"It's because her conscience is still intact, so she feels deeply guilty for the wrong things she has done in the past. She doesn't want to live in self-blame all the time, so she chooses this way to get rid of herself. Although she seems strong, her heart is stronger than the little one.
Momo is much more fragile."
Su Zilin's eyes widened and she stared blankly at Teng Yue.
"You are looking at me so intently, are you fascinated by my handsome appearance?" Teng Yue shook his head.
"I'm just curious, how can you come up with decent human words from your mouth?"