Dressed as a paranoid male supporting white moonlight

Chapter 171 Vortex
Song Qi will work for Qin Yanfeng who has recovered his memory, and will naturally confront Liu Ning.Liu Ning has masters like a cloud, Jiang Xian can't figure out how much Song Qi's martial arts is.As a cannon fodder passer-by, she doesn't want Song Qi to have a conflict with the hero Liu Ning. If Qin Yanfeng has a dangerous task entrusted to him in the future, she hopes he can find a way to shirk it.

Jiang Xian gritted her teeth, thinking that all friends would fight it out.

"Anyway, you don't want to get involved with the affairs of the princes in the future."

Qin Yanfeng shook his fingers and almost dropped the long pole of the punting boat into the lake.Fortunately, he was wearing a mask, otherwise his horrified expression would definitely expose all lies.

He stared at Jiang Xian fixedly, as if something was stuck in his throat.

Qin Yanfeng quickly calmed down. He chuckled lightly, pretending not to care, "What are you kidding? I'm a reckless man, how did I get in touch with those nobles?"

Jiang Xian also felt that she revealed too much, she coughed lightly, "Who can predict what will happen in the future, I'm just taking precautions before they happen, and I kindly remind you."

Qin Yanfeng was noncommittal.

The Lanzhou is lit up in the middle of the lake, and blue waves are stirred up around it, and the waves gently pass over the ship's side.From time to time, a few fireflies flew in the grass by the lake, and they flew up and down with the cold wind blowing bigger and bigger.

Even the fox-fur cloak couldn't resist the cold wave, and Jiang Xian coughed uncontrollably.

Qin Yanfeng quickly docked the boat and took her back to the mansion to rest.

Jiang Xian's meaning is still unfinished.

She likes to go boating on the lake at night, listening to the chirping of insects and birds, and the bright moon, frost and wind.

Unfortunately, Qin Yanfeng would never indulge her.

He hurriedly pushed Jiang Xian back to the Songzhu Courtyard. Looking at her clear, clean and reluctant eyes through the window of the Bishaxuan, he finally softened his heart, "You have a good rest, and I will take you there tomorrow night."

Jiang Xian immediately smiled brightly, and nodded with crooked eyebrows.

From then on, no matter how busy or tired Qin Yanfeng was during the day, he would come to Jiang Xian wearing a mask every night.

At that time, others were sleeping soundly, but the two of them jumped over the window, jumped over the wall, stepped on the roof tiles, and rowed a boat in the autumn.Jiang Xian neatly arranged the gadgets he gave him one by one on the dressing table, and kept the sachet with her, looking forward to the night.

Nanny Xu and Cui Nong recently discovered that Jiang Xian latched the door early at night to go to sleep, couldn't wake up in the morning during the day, and had very irregular work and rest habits.

The two thought it was a good thing.

Winter is hard to bear, Jiang Xian's health is too poor, so it's best to sleep directly until the beginning of spring.

Jiang Xian didn't care.

Her health is not optimistic, but playing with Song Qi every night makes her very happy, this kind of happiness almost numbs the pain in her body.Even if she wakes up from the pain in the middle of the night, she can relieve a lot just by looking at the dazzling array of gadgets on the dressing table.

Compared with Jiang Xian who was carefree all day long, Qin Yanfeng was in much more pain.

He feels that he is now in a dilemma, as if he is in a whirlpool and cannot extricate himself.

Obviously shouldn't get close, but couldn't control his steps, and before he knew it, he was about to come out of the small green screen window.Through the warm yellow light, he saw her slender silhouette pacing in the room, sitting in front of the dressing table combing her hair, taking off her earrings with her slender index finger...

That window seemed to be stained with magic.

He is always attracted and wants to talk to the person in the window.

Seeing her being teased and annoyed, or being coquettish or feigning anger... that sickly face was full of laughter and cursing, which was extraordinarily bright and vivid.

(End of this chapter)