Leng Nuo'er looked at Bei Mo Shishi's fair and delicate cheeks.

Palms, itchy.

She likes to pinch Bei Mo Shishi's soft cheeks.

It's soft and comfortable.

Beimo Shishi looked at Leng Nuo'er vigilantly.

She covered her cheek with her hand.

Resolutely don't let Leng Nuo'er pinch her face again.

Leng Nuo'er looked at Beimo Shishi stupidly, "Shishi, it's still early, let's take a walk in Acacia Valley." ”

"Okay." Bei Mo Shishi said happily.

Leng Nuoer and Beimo Shishi strolled on the shaded path of Acacia Valley.

At your feet, the grass is green.

When you step on it, you can hear a "creaking" sound.

"Shishi, I'm annoyed." Leng Nuo'er lowered her head and kicked the small stone in front of her away.

Bei Mo Shishi looked at Leng Nuo'er in shock.

I can't believe my ears.

"No'er, you are annoying, is something very wrong?" Bei Mo Shishi thought in her mind, "Am I going to sell you?" ”

Leng Nuo'er was silent.

Bei Mo Shishi's heart jumped, her eyes widened, and she looked at Leng Nuo'er in a daze.

"Nuo'er, your father is the head of the Leng family, how could he sell you."

Leng Nuo'er glanced lazily at Beimo Shishi.

"For me, it was selling me, and for my dad, it was a good thing that I couldn't find with a lantern."

Beimo Shishi looked at Leng Nuo'er blankly.

Shaking his head, "I don't understand." ”

Leng Nuo'er sighed, "I don't want to tell you, just your elm head will only hurt me." ”

Bei Mo Shishi gritted her teeth.

"Whoever you say will spoil your business, although I am not smart, I am not stupid."

"Really!" Leng Nuo'er said lightly, her voice dragged long, and the tail note was slightly raised.

It is full of charm, but the more you listen to it, the more you have an aftertaste.

Beimo Shishi looked at Leng Nuo'er's mysterious appearance.

I became more and more curious.

"Noor, if you don't say it, I'll guess." Bei Mo Shishi looked at Leng Nuo'er.

"Guess what!" Leng Nuo'er said coolly.

Bei Mo Shishi pondered and meditated, "Nuo'er, if you want to sell it, the price must be very expensive." ”

"Beimo Shishi, shut up." Leng Nuo'er's face changed.

"Why?" Beimo Shishi looked at Leng Nuo'er in surprise, "Didn't you tell me to guess!" ”

One moment to guess, another moment to shut up.

What exactly does that mean.

Leng Nuo'er took a deep breath.

Qi said: "Don't you know, I can say that I sell it, you can't say that I sell, it sounds, I am very cold and unbearable." ”

What a sin she had done.

How did I become friends with Beimo Shishi.

Leng Nuo'er stretched out her hand and covered her forehead.

I felt the urge to cry.

Beimo Shishi looked at Leng Nuo'er with a helpless face.

"No'er, then tell me it, and let me guess, I guess I haven't finished speaking, and you are faint first." Beimo poems tell the truth.

Leng Nuo'er sighed.

"In addition to the top families in Tiandu, among the remaining families, our Leng family is also good.

Before I returned to China, my father revealed that the Gu family wanted to have a closer relationship with our Leng family.

A more intimate relationship is a marriage.

Therefore, the object of this marriage fell on me. ”

Bei Mo Shishi listened to Leng Nuo'er's words.

There is a kinship.

"No'er, why are we all involved in this kind of thing." Bei Moshi muttered.

Leng Nuo'er looked at Bei Mo Shishi in confusion.

"You've had this kind of thing, too."

"Well, I was once arranged by the family to marry Gu Xinyan, a clansman in the Gu family, and the person who married at that time was also the Dongfang Weaving Dream of the Dongfang family." Beimo Shishi explained.