Chapter 459: Brother doesn't bully her, it's good to bully you

The stars are shining tonight.
The small island on which the nunnery was built collapsed and gradually sank to the bottom of the lake with countless secrets.
That gorgeous painting boat broke open on the lake and slowly drove towards the Jing River that passed through Shengjing City.
The elegant seat on the third floor of Huafang.
There are a lot of precious gold-wired nanmu furniture, high-rolled Chinese tents, beaded curtains, hidden by eight ivory white jade screens, behind the screens is a carved chaise couch.
Xiao Yi sat beside the chaise couch.
He lowered his eyelashes, watching the girl lying prone on the couch.
She is not yet an inch.
The tan hair is spread on the soft silk embroidered pillows, the skin under the lights presents a crystal clear color like suet jade, the two butterfly bones on the back are slender and exquisite, and the waist is not tightly gripped, and further back, the arc is round and delicate.
However, this beautiful body is covered with whiplashes.
The skin and flesh turned out, even if the dressing was treated, the scabs were still shocking.
Xiao Yi stretched out his hand and stroked the injuries with his fingertips.
Danfeng's eyes were darker and darker than the lake water in the middle of the night, and the corners of his lips pressed down, forming a cold arc.
With a loud cry, Nan Baoyi woke up from her drowsiness.
She rubbed her eyes, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Xiao Yi, and stretched out her hand to him lazily, "Help me up."
The girl's outstretched hand was soft and white, and her fingertips were red and delicate.
Xiao Yi raised her eyebrows and held her hand.
Nan Baoyi sat up ignorantly, "I'm sorry, brother, those account books fell on Qingfeng Yidu, the book theory is like a mad dog, and the island was accidentally blown up, and the account books are gone... "
She was talking with great regret, but saw that Xiao Yi was only looking at her under her collarbone, her eyes were inexplicable.
She looked down in confusion.
Immediately, the blushing rouge rose to the roots of the ears and gradually spread to the cheeks and narrow neck.
She pulled the satin to cover herself, and kicked Xiao Yi's face with her feet unceremoniously: "Where do you look?!"
Xiao Yi held her ankle.
There is no warmth in the curvature of the thin lips, he said lightly: "I'm thinking, the iron chain that Gu Chongshan tied you is probably tied to the wrong place."
Nan Baoyi wrinkled her face.
Xiao Yi approached her, her thin lips pressed against her ears, and her voice was cold: "As long as you have enough feet, you should tie Nan Jiaojiao to your boudoir, telling you that you can't go anywhere, An Anxin is ready to marry... "
Where Nan Baoyi could not see, the man's eyes were dark and gloomy.
No one knows how angry he was when he saw the wounded girl tonight.
He shouldn't have promised her, let her investigate what Qingshui Temple, what crime evidence.
If something happened to her tonight, even if the Jiang family died a thousand times and ten thousand times, it would not be enough to apologize!
From now on, he will never promise her again, let her be stupid, let her go for experience.
Why indulge her to fly freely and fly the eagle into the sky, Nan Jiaojiao has that ability, she is clearly a silly roe deer, the kind who can't get up in the pit when she jumps in the snow!
Xiao Yi closed his eyes.
He took the little girl with the quilt into his arms.
"In the future, you are not allowed to take half a step out of Nanfu without my permission." He sniffed the scent of hibiscus that the girl brought with him. "Just stay in the boudoir embroidered bird and read poetry and books, and wait until we get married next year."
Nan Baoyi nestled in his arms and quietly raised his eyes to look at him.
The man's eyes were red, and he really cared about her.
She was sweet in her heart, leaning on his chest obediently, and whispered: "In fact, it's not terrible. It hurts when the whip falls on her body, but I don't feel the pain at all when I think about the second brother."
Xiao Yi squeezed her white and tender face.
Nan Baoyi read those account books, somewhat regretful in her heart.
She said solemnly: "Although the account books are gone, I know that the Jiang family's stolen silver eventually flowed into the Jinsheng Bank. The second brother started with the Jinsheng Bank, and he might be able to find out some Zi Chou Yinmao."
Jinsheng Bank is the most famous bank in South Vietnam, and the owner of the bank can be called the richest man in South Vietnam.
Xiao Yi kissed her brows and eyes silently.
Sometimes, he felt that Nan Jiaojiao was very suitable for entering the court.
All hurt like this, still thinking about Chaotang opponent.
He is simply better at flattering than traitorous officials, and more diligent and conscientious than the prime minister.
If you can use this thought in embroidery, you still can't embroider mandarin ducks?
The two were talking, aftertaste stepped in and respectfully said: "Princess, Miss Yunxiu, please see me."
Nan Baoyi hurriedly said, "Please come in, she is my savior!"
Yunxiu has been bandaged.
She suffered severe burns, and even with a genius doctor like Jiang Suihan, she would have to cultivate for many days to recover.
She saluted Xiao Yi and Nan Baoyi, and said warmly: "I have come to say goodbye to the princess."
"There is no one in your house, where can you go?" Nan Baoyi was concerned, "You saved my life. I want to keep you by my side, which is also a reward. Yunxiu, don't you want to be with me?"
Yunxiu's eyes are reddish.
She knelt on her knees, "If I can be taken in by the princess, it will be my honor. I am afraid that the princess will dislike me for doing bad things with my clumsiness and cause you trouble."
Xiao Yi sat cross-legged on the chaise couch, lazily propped on the low case with elbows, always listening casually to Yun Xiu and Nan Baoyi talking.
They talked about the time for a cup of tea, and it was not until Yun Xiu exited the lounge that he said lightly: "People of unknown origin, Jiaojiao dare to use it?"
"I like her." Nan Baoyi frankly, thinking about the previous life Xiao Yi had cut off Yunxiu's hands, couldn't help but give him a flustered look, "You must not bully her."
Xiao Yi was amused.
He provoked the girl's round and tender chin and teased, "I don't want to bully her, how about bullying you?"
Nan Baoyi nervously gathered the Jin Jin quilt, unnaturally turning away, "I'm still young..."
"You can be bullied when you are young. When Jiaojiao was twelve years old, she was obedient and flattering in front of her elder brother, but she didn't have so much heart."
Nan Baoyi thought about the dog-legged look in front of Xiao Yi when she was just reborn, and couldn't help blushing again, and whispered, "So you said that kind of bullying."
"Otherwise, what kind of bullying does Jiaojiao think?"
Nan Baoyi's cheeks are even redder.
What kind of bullying can be, of course it is the kind of bullying!
Talking to this guy, he always teased her on purpose, which really made her ashamed.
She simply got into the Jinbei and said dullly: "Second brother, I am always delicate and can't stand your bullying. You go quickly and let me sleep well."
Xiao Yi grinned.
Delicate?
When the little girl fell asleep, he heard the women who had escaped say that Nan Jiaojiao, who was in his family, wielded a sledgehammer and beat them to death.
He looked at the bulging quilt.
She is indeed young.
He doesn't bully the child, but one day in the future, he will push her on the couch to bully and cry.
Facing the sparkling moonlight, Huafang drove towards Shengjing City.
It was the spring moon night.
In the small painting boat moored on the shore of the lake, two beautiful maids are cooking green plum wine at the stern.
Nan Jing sat down with a young man in a high-gown dress, watching the island sink to the bottom of the lake.
Nan Jing smiled and toasted: "Everything is as the prince expected, this glass of wine, your subordinate respects you."
The young son was hidden in the shadows, and his voice was as if the wind returned to the snow: "Also respectfully rise again, and win Tanhua Lang in the reopening of the Spring Festival Fair."
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