Chapter 2747: Carrying him lazy (1)

C city, Qing family.
The night sinks into the air, and in the air, a scent of Burmese flowers comes from the wind.
A touch of fragrance, like the night, mysterious and distant.
The quietness of the Qing family tonight, the maid's door walked around the tray, and they were doing their own things.
At this moment, above the 10,000-square-meter lawn of the Qing family, the engine sound of a "boom" aircraft came suddenly.
In the night sky, a dazzling bright man pierced the dark clouds, accompanied by the sound of the engine of the aircraft, from far and near, and finally landed on the vast lawn.
On the fuselage, the eye-catching "QING" word, even in the night sky, is still unusually eye-catching.
QING, a name in the C city, a name that resounds throughout Asia, Qing!
The quiet and quiet home suddenly burst into the air after the aircraft came.
There were a lot of footsteps in the rush to the lawn, and the busy servants all left their work, ran down their heads in the direction of the lawn, and stood respectfully on both sides.
Waiting for tens of seconds.
The cabin door was opened and a slender figure came out of the plane surrounded by a group of bodyguards.
"Young Master, you are back!" Greetings on the side of the body, resounding through the entire lawn, the sound is loud, just like the arrival of the emperor.
The man who walked off the plane didn't look at a group of people. He ignored his own slightly messy neckline and walked straight in the direction of the main house.
A large group of people automatically followed, and he also turned to the main house behind him.
"Young master, do you need me to prepare a nightingale for you?" The middle-aged man who looks like a housekeeper goes up and asks carefully.
"No." The two words of indifference spit out from the thin lips, and the young man who walked in front entered the castle.
Passing through the living room, going upstairs, through the long corridor, I have already walked to the door of my room. He suddenly thought of something, the steps under his feet were closed, and he turned his head, his eyes slanted toward him and greeted him. The servant, who walked across the face one by one, swept all the people, and his eyes suddenly cooled down.
"What about her?" Two words, no name, no surname.
The housekeeper stunned for a few seconds and suddenly reacted. "The young master refers to the girl you brought to your home a few days ago? I saw it in the living room before, but I don't know where to go now."
The dark ink ink glimpsed a little, and a ray of cold light refracted from the scorpion, and the lips of Qing Muchen suddenly hooked up.
His lips were like laughing and laughing, and the arc was so light that it was almost invisible, but almost everyone at the scene had a shudder at the same time.
Even if he didn't look up, he looked at him.
The curvature of the lip angle converges, and Qing Muchen converges and gathers. The legs that are ready to step into his room are retracted, and they turn to the other direction of the castle.
His pace is very slow, his footsteps are steady and powerful.
The slender legs pulled down a silhouette in the passing place, and there was no expression on the face, but it was chilling.
The whole castle, for a moment, was all his sly, sly, sly, sly, and the footsteps of the next one.
The kitchen at the moment.
The big room, the faint porridge smells everywhere.
The transparent lid, the glutinous rice porridge boiled and hit the top of the cover, and it sounded intermittently.
Also accompanied by shallow breathing sounds.
Like someone in the kitchen, falling asleep...

The first hair outside the Fan, Mu Chen and Xixi. From the two cruisers on the two sides of the body, the first time I met, the West Xizhi began to write after entering the Qing family. New stories, different styles, even contests, girls, don't fall behind~
Regarding the situation where the two met for the first time, everyone can turn over the previous chapter~
Tong Yan and Yang Yang should also write together ~