Qi Zixiao glanced down and saw that it was written.

"Xiao Baobao, let your friends send some strange things in the future, don't send them directly to Lao Qi's house. Just now, someone sent a mummy, saying that it was a wedding gift from you and your friend Anxin. Your grandmother was timid, and after the box was opened, she was already scared and fainted. ”

Qi Zixiao's face darkened.

Someone actually gave a mummy corpse as a wedding gift, Mo Qingchen, aren't you really here to smash the scene with tricks?

"Little brother."

An Xin looked down at the text message, and pulled Qi Zixiao's hand a little timidly.

"Young Master Mo really likes these things, he has no intention. And this kind of dried corpse is so expensive. If you don't like it, can you send it to the museum? ”

"Don't say nice things about him."

Qi Zixiao was a little depressed, and simply pressed the shutdown button on himself and Anxin's mobile phone.

The roses were still raining down in mid-air, and the air was filled with a magnificent and beautiful atmosphere.

"Little rabbit, the atmosphere is so good now, don't think about irrelevant people."

After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed Anxin's lips, lingering on her face, eyebrows, and eyes little by little.

The unhappiness that was disturbed just now turned into the most delicate entanglement~ lingering, plundering, and sweeping.

Anxin was kissed by him so much that it felt like his whole body was about to melt.

The little brother kissed passionately while holding her.

As she walked all the way to the castle, the soft rose-colored light shone on her delicate face.

Her lips seemed to have been delicately traced by a pen, her cheeks flushed with a faint flush, and her crystal grape-like pupils watery.

The red and beautiful lips wanted to speak and stopped, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she resigned herself to the fate of the little brother to plunder.

It's just that his body drilled into Qi Zixiao's arms and drilled again, burying his red little face.

Qi Zixiao only thought she was shy, and the smile on her lips couldn't help but deepen.

So, the kiss became even more passionate.

Anxin was almost out of breath when she was kissed, but she didn't dare to tell him that Miss Viran had also walked into the castle just now.

It seems that there is something to find the little brother.

But just now the little brother turned off their mobile phones, as if he was very angry that others would disturb him again.

So she didn't dare to say a word to him.

Forget it, just wait for the little brother to finish kissing, and then tell her. Miss Viran should still be outside the castle if she is in a hurry.

——

Qi Weiran gently pushed open the door of the castle and walked out sideways.

Qi Zixiao and Anxin have entered the castle, and the roses and lights in the town have gradually disappeared.

Under the moonlight was a faint lonely figure.

Qi Weiran sighed and walked gracefully on the gravel road of the town.

The pair of limited-edition crystal shoes on her feet were a little crutches, so she simply took them off, carried them with one hand, and sat on the stone bench next to her.

When Qi Weiran does not appear in front of the public as the president's daughter, she will leave behind the elegant manners and rules that she has always maintained.

The two feet like lotus petals swayed gently, and a pair of eyes as bright as stars revealed a girl's heart.

"Hey—"

After a long moment, she sighed softly, picked up a rose petal on the ground, and closed it in the palm of her hand.

Make a wish on the moonlight.

"God, tell me, where did Brother Ling Feng go? Is he angry because I taught him a lesson last time?

But what should I do? He really didn't do it right. ”

Fourteen-year-old Qi Weiran had a dilemma for the first time about how to deal with her relationship with Ling Feng.

(Education 123 Literature Network)