The evening breeze was light and carried the intoxicating fragrance of flowers. Nan Xinghun sniffed it vigorously with her delicate nose, and continued to talk to herself: "Actually, for you, the proud son of the Di Dynasty, I am like this

The descendant of a declining family should be a country girl...and

And in order to protect the poor, little remaining family property, I have been dressing up as a boy since I was a child, and my personality has become weird... Well, I don't know if you knew that I was a girl from the beginning.

identity, but... I'm actually quite curious, why do you have the idea of ​​proposing marriage?"

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but paused and looked at Feng Qinglang. She saw that the other person's expression was slightly embarrassed, a little helpless, and vaguely distracted... She suddenly seemed to understand something, and her face turned white, and she immediately

Clumsily and stiffly, he got down from the desk, staggering a little, and started to walk outside.

Feng Qinglang quickly grabbed her and said hurriedly: "It's not what you think."

Nan Xinghun's complexion turned paler, Feng Qinglang said anxiously: "I mean, it's not what you think now."

He twitched the corner of his mouth and tried his best to speak: "Your Excellency Nan Ling and I did vaguely mention your future, and I do appreciate you. Perhaps Your Excellency Nan Ling had some misunderstanding because of this..."

Nan Xinghun felt his nose was sore, and a strong sadness surged up inexplicably from the depths of his heart. Feng Qinglang saw that the other party's eyes suddenly became a little crystal clear, and his heart felt bad, and his head became hot, so he added: "

Xinghun, I actually have a good impression of you, but there are too many fetters on you... Do you understand what I'm saying?

The corners of Nan Xinghun's mouth that continued to turn down stopped the momentum, and he withdrew his hand with force, quickly turned his head again, wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeves, then turned back and said softly: "I know, in fact, when my father mentioned it like this, I didn't even think about it.

I believe it too much, but... I still can't help but ask you, are you too stupid?"

Feng Qinglang felt that if he said yes to such a question, then it would not be the other party but himself who was stupid, so he said: "Of course not, I am very happy to hear what you are saying. However, we are all in the same situation.

In an era when we are not sure of our future...Yes, of course we hope to live in our own years and live the most worry-free days, but reality is always somewhat different from hope..."

Nan Xinghun pursed his lips and couldn't help but responded with some sadness: "I understand, in fact, no matter what happens in the future, I will be grateful to have a friend like you in my life who appeared and accompanied me..."

Feng Qinglang smiled bitterly and said: "Xinghun, please don't be so sad suddenly. This will make me at a loss. We don't know what the future will bring. We can't say for sure. We are still on the same road, right?"

Nan Xinghun's eyes finally lit up. Before he could say anything, the door knocked hurriedly.

Behind the door was Nan Yong's slightly frightened face, saying urgently: "Master Xinghun, I received an urgent letter from home and asked you to go back immediately."

Nan Xinghun's face regained its ruddy complexion and became ugly again. Feng Qinglang also felt a sinking heart. Could it be that something suddenly happened to Mr. Nan Ling's body and he was about to reach the end of his life?

Nan Xinghun and Nan Yong left that night, coming and going in a hurry. It might be related to some family affairs and privacy of the Nan family. Naturally, Feng Qinglang would not follow them, but he felt that he could use his force to stimulate his potential.

With the last ability, he could fly directly to Nan's house, which only took half a day, so he didn't worry too much. If there was any big change, he should be able to arrive in time.

Tang Xuan expressed great regret that a surprise character like Nan Xinghun had to leave in such a hurry. As a lover of stage dramas, he felt that this was originally a sensational romance drama, but with such an important character absent, the plot would inevitably become dull.

Much inferior.

Wu Yuanella was a little happy. For her, Nan Xinghun, the ridiculously handsome young man, would definitely not occupy the room for some time in the future, so this lovely hostage tried to apply for transfer to the kidnapper Yifeng Qinglang.

However, Tang Xuan and Beatrice ruthlessly rejected the application.

In any case, Feng Qinglang's life is still going on, especially the practice of Jingxin. It has reached the most critical moment. He does not want to leave any regrets in the future, but also to make up for the regrets left in the past. He carries the Soul Calm Stone in his arms,

Just like carrying that dream that made him excited, he continued to devote himself wholeheartedly to the practice of meditation.

Time flies, and more than half a month has passed...

Mingguang has started school again. Regarding the world-famous first place in the school alliance competition, there will naturally be a related commendation meeting, but no matter the opening ceremony, the commendation meeting, or the invitations from some friends of Mingguang, Feng Qinglang is all

He declined politely, and now he is completing the progress of the Meditation Chapter as a matter of course. He does not want these things to interrupt the progress.

Beatrice was very considerate and silently supported Feng Qinglang. She consciously took care of Feng Qinglang's food, clothing, housing and transportation in an orderly manner. She cooked in the apartment more often, so that Feng Qinglang did not have to choose from the takeout menu. The kidnapper Tang Xuan

Both the hostage and the hostage Utanella benefited from this.

Tang Xuan was full of praise for Beatrice's cooking skills, but Utanala secretly competed with her and started cooking in the apartment. Of course, she knew that her level was limited and she had to have a friend in the training process, so Tang Xuan

He became a white mouse...

After the tough hostages threatened to go on a hunger strike, flee, commit suicide, etc., His Excellency Tang Xuan had no choice but to try Utanella's dishes with a grimace on his face, and for the sake of his own life, he carefully commented every time.

Say, Miss Usanella, please let go of those poor ingredients...

The spring breeze has passed, and it’s another lazy afternoon...

At this time, Tang Xuan was sitting on the sofa holding a fantasy novel borrowed from Nan Xinghun's room. When he saw something exciting, he was heartless, slapping his thighs and laughing.

Regarding this, Utanella, who was holding the gourmet cookbook, would always frown, but she was particularly irritable today. Feng Qinglang, this guy, has been in retreat for three full days...

The most hateful thing is that Tang Xuan, this annoying bastard, even looked at himself at such a time, pointed at the book, and then slapped his legs and laughed... I know what's so funny about you, which really makes Wu Yuanela.

Finally, he couldn't help but got mad. He kicked the sofa where Tang Xuan was sitting on his sofa and cursed: "Tang Xuan, bastard, I really don't understand why a guy like you can become a master."

Tang Xuan smiled and said: "I am talented and intelligent, you cannot be jealous of that."

"Go away, don't you need to practice?"

"Yes, I have to practice the martial arts every day to maintain operation. However, the poison of the dragon snake has not passed, and the practice effect is not great, so I just stopped." Tang Xuan said matter-of-factly.

Utanella said angrily: "You are so lazy, when will the poison of the dragon snake be eliminated?"

Tang Xuan's laughter finally stopped and he said doubtfully: "Hey, I am the kidnapper and you are the hostage. Why do you care so much about me? I'm so embarrassed."

"Who cares about you? I'm tired of this kind of life now. I just want to go home quickly. Also, you also have a chance to be written into the legend in Alans. You are one of the few people who are most likely to become a peerless strong man.

Ah, you are so decadent and decadent, are you worthy of your supporters?"

Tang Xuan was even more confused: "Do I have fans too? You don't like Qinglang anymore, and you like me instead... Well, it's not surprising, for a man as charming as me."

Utanella looked even more displeased at the other person: "Go away again and look at your slovenly appearance. How many days have you not shaved? You look like a tramp, the ugly kind... You haven't gone out for two or three days."

Right? If you rely on that woman for everything you eat, you are just a pig in captivity."

Tang Xuan proudly touched his needle-point beard and said with a smile: "I wanted to go out yesterday and asked you to go out to dinner together, but you ended up sleeping in. You can't blame me..."

Usanella was suddenly speechless, as if she was as lazy as this guy...

Tang Xuan winked at the other party and said, "So, there are not one pig in captivity, but two."

"Get out!" The pillow finally took action again and hit Tang Xuan.

Tang Xuan lowered his head to read again, raised his hand to take the concealed weapon and put it down, then said: "Okay, tonight Beatrice said to come back to cook, don't mess around with your special skills, just take pity on me if you stay quiet for one day.

My stomach. I’m seeing something wonderful. Don’t disturb me.”

"Who is disturbing whom? Your idiotic laughter interrupts me from the artistic conception of cooking and teaching every time..."

At this time, there was a rhythmic knock on the door.

Wudunella wanted to ask the other party to open the door, but Tang Xuan shamelessly stuffed his ears with cotton.

She could only stand up angrily and cursed: "How can you treat a hostage like this? You still let the hostage deal with outsiders."

Outside the door, a man with white clothes and black hair, his ever-raised chin, was pointed at Utanala's forehead. He just heard him say: "Uh... you are a worker of the Beatrice family, right? Is your master here?
Chapter completed!