Chapter 865 Cousin (89)

The head of the hidden guard beside him said: "Madam left with that man."

Qi Chimu still lowered his head, playing with the teacup.

If someone who was familiar with him in his previous life knew that this action of his meant he was making a decision.

He suddenly let out a heavy sigh before standing up, "Kill it."

The head of the dark guard immediately nodded.

Then he turned and left.

And Qi Chimu also got up slowly, his movements were slow and stiff, as if he was carrying a huge stone on his back.

Sure enough, he had no such thing as reason after meeting her.

He couldn't stand that man's presence.

She would rather die than let her have another man in her heart.

One exists, he kills one.

Not a single one alive.

Even if she knew that she hated him so much that she wanted to kill him, it didn't matter.

He took out a veil in his hand, it was the ugly peony picture.

He also begged for it from her hand, how ridiculous, he has everything that belongs to her, and he robbed it forcibly.

It doesn't matter, Qi Chimu's eyes are as cold as ice.

He didn't care and continued to grab it.

Big deal, he and she will die together in this life.

Bai Weiwei and Naping Lin Qing smiled at each other, pushed each other, and glared at each other angrily.

The pace of the two people is getting faster and faster, and they can't wait to dump each other.

It is about the first autograph of one's own life, and whoever gets it will be the king of hardcore fans.

Ping Linqing suddenly thumped and fell.

Bai Weiwei's eyes lit up immediately, and she rushed forward with great strength.

Ping Linqing was startled, and immediately rolled and scrambled to catch up, but his feet were too soft, and he couldn't catch up for two steps, and stepped on a stone.

With a splash, the whole person fell directly into the lake.

But he didn't see that there was a sharp dagger behind him, trying to stab him in the back.

As a result, the man had already fallen into the lake by himself before it was tied.

The head of the dark guard appeared, looking coldly into the lake.

People haven't come out for so long, they should have frozen to death.

He calmly and quickly put away the dagger, then turned and left.

And Bai Weiwei saw a patchwork courtyard in front, the door was half open.

Showing the crabapple flowers that have lost their mosaic leaves.

She knocked on the door, but no one answered, fearing that Ping Linqing would catch up, she pushed the door open and entered.

Because Ping Linqing had already greeted the author in advance, saying that he would come to visit today.

Walking in the door, I found that the surroundings were terribly quiet.

She didn't think much about it, nor did she want to ask the system.

Although she loves Huang Wen, she loves the cute little author who created Huang Wen even more.

But it still hurts to be ridiculed when communicating with the system.

So Bai Weiwei walked forward slowly with her taupe-colored skirt in her hands, among the romance of flowers and branches, the shadow of the flowers was projected on her slender back, with three points of brilliance and seven points of elegance.

She saw the door of the hall in front of the yard open, and thought it was the author who opened the door to invite guests. .

So it's very natural to step in.

Then the footsteps stopped.

A familiar figure in front, slender as a bamboo, looked up at the pictures of nuns and monks in the center of the hall with ambiguous pictures, pictures of young lady gardeners and so on.

The faint sunlight shone on him, bringing out a few traces of cool light white, as if covered with snow.

Bai Weiwei stepped back a few steps, her face extremely shocked.

This was really shocking, and she yelled at the system: "Could it be that Qi Chimu is madly in love with a melon? Damn, people can't be judged by their appearance."

The system was also shocked, "What misunderstanding do you have about the male lead? It's okay if he's just a pervert and not obscene. The one who is madly in love with a melon is tied up and struggling in the backyard."

Bai Weiwei immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, fortunately, Qi Chimu is not the author."