Chapter 493: Suspected that he is old

Chapter 493 is suspected of being old
Xi Fenghan is the exclusive guest of Xiaoliu. No one has any opinion on this. Because everyone can guess more or less, Xiaoliu and this royal family have a relationship that is unclear. Everyone is guessing that Xiaoliu is Xi Feng. Cold distant cousins ​​and the like.
After writing the note, Koyan took a single device and walked over to him. He smiled and asked, "Is it still black coffee?"
"Yeah!" Xi Feng Han nodded. Then, his eyes flashed with a hint of dissatisfaction and stared at her. "You just gave a phone number, you are not afraid of others being wrong with you?"
Xiaoliu’s big, watery eyes screamed,
How is it possible?

"You are too simple. Naturally, I don't know that the world is sinister. Next time, I don't want to give people a phone number so easily." The voice of Xi Fenghan is almost an imperative voice.
Xiaoliu bites the pink lower lip and nods. "Well! I know."
After she finished, she blinked and said to him. "My manager said that there was a bed in the dormitory and let me go to them, so I thought I should not bother you."
The deep dawn of Xi Fenghan condensed for a few seconds. With it, he smiled and nodded. "Yes, this is your own life, you choose."
"You...you promised?" Xiaoliu’s voice seemed to be somewhat lost.
"Of course, if you are willing to live, then go!"
"Okay, then I am going to move you there this afternoon. I have troubled you during this time. I also received my first salary. Although it is not much, it is enough for me." Xiaoliu said, she smiled. It seems to be very satisfying.
Xi Fenghan's gaze caught her a small face that seemed to be a lot of sensible moments. She also showed a bit of gratification. "As long as you continue to work, you will raise your salary."
"Well! I will cheer up." Xiaoliu licked his lips and smiled. This is the coffee has been made. Xiaoliu immediately turned and walked over, and brought his coffee over the tray and placed it in front of him.
Xi Fenghan looked at the black coffee in front of him, and the faint bitter aroma came. He leaned toward Xiaoliudao, who was standing next to him. "Sit down, let's talk."
Xiaoliu stunned and looked at the manager. When she saw the manager absent, she sat gently across from him, posing in front of her hands and looking at the opposite man. "You want to talk to me." what?"
"Remember that when I brought you back, you are a vulnerable, sensitive, timid person. I am worried about what to do in your future! What will your destiny be! Now, see that you are in good shape and confident. Full, I am very happy." Xi Fenghan smiled low.
Koyanagi’s face was smashed, and a pair of watery eyes overflowed with a touch of moisture. She bit her lip and squatted.
I know you are good to me, thank you.

"In my eyes, you are like my little sister." Xi Fenghan's age is about eight years old, and he is indeed like a big brother.
Xiaoliu lifted up and looked at him with some pleading. "If I move out, can I see you again? Can I find you again?"
"You have my phone and know where my home is. You can come to me at any time." Xi Feng Han nodded and stared at her with deep gaze.
Xiaoliu blinked. For the most part, although she lived in his home, she went to work every day and did not have any contact with him.
Plus, he is also very busy. Many times, she is already asleep, he just came back, so there is not much time to meet between them.
"I don't bother you." Xiaoliu finished, stood up and walked into the counter.
Xi Fenghan's eyes gazed at her slender back, and there was a touch of bitterness in her eyes. Like the coffee in her mouth, I don't know why. I heard that she was going to move away. He had a complicated feeling.
It’s not a disappointment, it’s not a worry, it’s like something is missing in life.
Xiaoliu has a middle class and can get off work at 5:30 in the afternoon.
Xiaoliu is preparing to call Xi Fenghan, a black car slowly coming out from the corner, it is the car that Xi Feng Han often opened.
Xiaoliu licked his lips and smiled. He stepped forward and opened the door of the passenger seat and sat in.
Xi Fenghan slammed her side and asked for it. "Is it really good? Are there any beds in the dormitory?"
"Well! Say it." Xiaoliu said, looking at him jokingly. "What's wrong? You are not willing to let me go?"
"This is your life, you can choose."
Xiaoliu squatted for a few seconds, as if he had made a decision. "Yes, this is my life, and I shouldn’t let you continue to be responsible for me. I will not be you."
Xi Fenghan's good-looking sword eyebrows twisted a few points, and started the car to the front. Xiaoliu also bowed his head and did not speak.
All the way to Xi Fenghan's other courtyard, Xiaoliu carrying a small pink bag, stepping into the hall with the figure of Xi Fenghan, Xi Fenghan did not know why he stood, and Xiaoliu, who had been buried in his head, Suddenly he hit his head on his back.
In an instant, the two men stunned. Xi Fenghan turned to look at the girl who only had shoulders, and Xiaoliu also looked up, and some of them shyly bite their lips. "I'm sorry."
Xi Fenghan couldn't help but laugh. Like her confused girl, he really had some worry.
"Are you sure you want to move out?" Xi Fenghan hung his arms and stared at her again.
Xiaoliu blinked and nodded very firmly. "OK, I don't want to bother you any more."
"For me, you live here, and there is no trouble to me." Xi Fenghan comforted.
However, Xiaoliu bites her lip. "But I can't rely on you here. If you want to return your girlfriend, what should I do?"
Xi Fenghan smiled and said, "Who told you, I have a girlfriend?"
"I guess, like your age, you should have a girlfriend!" Xiaoliu looked at him and blinked.
Xi Fenghan was a little bit stunned, and some angrily looked at her. "Are you saying that I am old?"
Koyanagi immediately smiled and revealed a white cheek. "Don't you be old?"
Xi Feng is quiet and sullen, inexplicable, and being told by this little girl, will make him feel a little unpleasant.
"Hurry up and pack your things, I will send you out later." He had no good air.
Xiaoliu snorted a small mouth, sighed, and went upstairs. She went into her room and looked at the room. She didn’t do it for a while, but she sat on the bed, and a little face didn’t have it. Innocent, as if suddenly became mature, she reached out and touched the sheets gently, stroked the pillow, and then looked at the clean and bright sunshine.