Chapter 106:

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This is the anti-theft chapter 　　 where she dares to blame him.
Zhao Nanyu was startled and murmured, and Song Luan's face was burnt by his deep eyes, and his eyes flickered away from him.
The moonlight is bright and the atmosphere is ambiguous.
Suddenly, Zhao Nanyu leaned over and rubbed inward, leaning on her ears with one hand, looked down at her deeply for a while, then lowered her face slowly, and her soft lips were almost touching her cheeks.
Song Luan's pale fingers clenched the bed sheet under him, and his whole body was softened by his burning eyes. Her face was getting red and even her ears were red.
Zhao Nanyu naturally did not let go of the change in the expression on her face. He actually found it quite interesting. Song Luan had never blushed in front of him before, and she would not be shy.
The bright moonlight shines on her delicate face, if the skin is creamy, delicate and smooth, if the face is powdered, and the skin is rosy, this pair of delicate drops looks like a delicate flower, evoking the trapped Zhao Nanyu hidden deep in the heart beast. There is a little bit of wanting to torture her.
Song Luan panicked, silently pulling the quilt up, "Continue to sleep."
Zhao Nanyu suddenly reached out and clasped her back neck, her red eyes flashed like a wolf, her cool lips slowly slipped across her chin, just when Song Luan thought he was going to do something to her, It can almost be said that the man covering her let go.
"Well, sleep." He said lightly.
Song Luan lay straight beside him, and his brain was about to explode. Zhao Nanyu seemed to be very close to her, but in fact she could see that his cold eyes were not really true. I don't know what it's like to pinch and rub tonight?
But there is still a good thing, Song Luan felt that the killing intention in his eyes was much better than the first time he saw him.
It's just that her back neck was hurt by him.
She was miserable, backache and mouthache.
Zhao Nanyu's work and rest are surprisingly regular. No matter how late he rested the night before, he woke up at 90 o'clock the next day.
When he opened his eyes, it was no surprise that Song Luan's limbs were all on her, and his delicate wrists held his waist tightly, and the whole person shrank in his arms, like a newborn milk cat. Yes, he was not guarded.
Zhao Nanyu glanced and sighed, not knowing whether he was sighing for his kindness or her ignorance. In fact, he didn’t hate her too much at the moment. Song Luan had a sweet fragrance on his body and held it in his arms. It’s soft, always uncomfortable, and comfortable.
After he got up, he washed and changed clothes, and after using his morning meal, the woman on the bed was still sleeping soundly, and he did not wake her up, so she went to the palace to face up.
Song Luan slept very sleepily. When the sky was completely light, she woke up. She didn't see Zhao Nanyu when she opened her eyes. She was in a better mood. She got up from the bed in a humming tone and began to dress slowly.
She feels that Zhao Nanyu doesn't look as brutal as he originally wrote. She looks beautiful and delicate. Although her heart is broken, as long as you don't offend him, he won't remember you in his heart.
Song Luan has calculated the timeline, and she hasn’t wore a green hat for him yet. Although the original owner has touched Zhao Nanyu’s mold, as long as she spends some time to change it to remedy, not to say that the rich will become the wife of the family in the future, but the life is sure It can be kept, even if it is to die, it will not be so ugly.
Think of it this way, the haze over Song Luan's head swept away, the world was bright and the spring was bright.
The weather on that day was also very face-saving, cloudless and sunny.
The warmth of early spring shone a little into people's hearts. The branches outside the window swayed with the wind, and the small flower buds bloomed one after another. The entire courtyard smelled of magnolia flowers.
It smells fragrant and makes people happy.
Song Luan stayed in the yard for most of the day after she came through. She didn't go out much. Taking advantage of the good weather, she planned to go around the house.
She wanted to turn around and didn't dare to stop her, but she left Huai Shuiju. The people in the other houses saw her, and all were able to hide and hide, quickly lowering their heads and pretending not to see her.
Song Luan was so arrogant and funny, presumably the original owner was too fierce in the house, and was notoriously unreasonable and vicious, the next people feared that she was also in reason, one by one.
Zhao Jianai is a famous family that has been passed down through generations. The family has a thick base and a large mansion. The big room, two bedrooms and three bedrooms live in the east. Among the juniors, only Zhao Nanyu lives in the west. The only benefit is quiet.
After a half turn, Song Luan felt a little tired. The original owner was a person with poor physical strength. She sat in the pavilion to cool off. After enough rest, she felt nothing to look at and returned to Huai Shuiju.
When she went back, Zhao Nanyu was just too busy to go back to the courtyard of the Dali Temple. Song Luan was shocked when he saw others. In recent days, Zhao Nanyu appeared strangely many times before her, but usually he came only when he had something.
Zhao Nanyu was standing in the sun, and his low-browed eyes were extremely elegant. The light-colored pupils seemed to glow with soft light under the sunlight.
His eyes were slightly curved, and his smile was shallow, "Come back."
Obviously simple and simple three words, Song Luan just heard something unusual from it.
Song Luan stood there and did not go any further. She straightened her waist plate, as if she was very confident, and nodded, "Uh."
Zhao Nanyu narrowed her eyes and smiled deeper, "Where did you go?"
This sentence is obviously superfluous. This small courtyard is full of his people. What she said and said could not hide him.
It's just that Song Luan hasn't noticed yet.
Song Luan replied: "Turn around casually in the house."
Zhao Nanyu seemed to believe her words and did not continue to ask. Fang Cai came back from the palace and heard the maid said that she had transferred to the East Courtyard. At that moment, the violent spirit in his heart suddenly surged.
Before, she didn't turn around blindly in the house, but every time she carried a utilitarian plan, she turned towards Qin Muchu. Last time I went to find his big brother.
His eldest brother is his eldest son and grandson, so he has to be pampered when he is young. In the past two years, he has been in the chapel for a long time. Besides, he looks pretty good. It is not surprising that Song Luan will pick him up.
Now that the eldest brother is not in the house, she still gathers over there, guessing that she is in love with others.
Thinking of this, Zhao Nanyu's eyes gradually became colder, as if inch by inch was frozen.
Song Luan suddenly felt that the air had cooled down, looked up at him, and swallowed. He didn't understand how the man was so sullen?
She coughed twice, "I didn't run around, I just wanted to see if the flowers in the back garden were blooming."
Zhao Nanyu followed her words and asked, "Is it open yet?"
Song Luan nodded honestly, "It's opened."
Peony in April is the best.
"My brother was called by the old lady this morning. Let's go to the main yard to pick up the child." He said suddenly.
Song Luan naturally wants to follow him, "Oh."
The old lady is very weird. She has a bad temper, but she is not bad for her juniors. She is only picky about Zhao Nanyu. If today they do not pick up the children themselves, the old lady will certainly not take the initiative to let the brothers come back.
The husband and wife walked together in tandem. The tall men and the petite women looked like a pair of backs. After passing through the two corridors and back garden, we soon reached the main courtyard.
Far away, Song Luan heard a few familiar voices, and accompanied her with laughter into her ears.
"Really? This morning, my third uncle really scolded my second brother?" Zhao Bo asked.
"What did I lie to you? Your third uncle scolded when he didn't want to scold? Never care about the occasion or Zhao Nanyu's face, this time your second brother did not know where he was unhappy and pointed at him. 'S nose scolded."
Zhao Bo was very interested, and was always attentive to listen to his second brother's jokes. "What did my third uncle scold?"
"Sin son! My dear refused to listen, just like your mother, specifically to block me." The man repeated the tone of Zhao Sanye. There were even more unpleasant words he didn't say.
Zhao Bo laughed more loudly, and don’t be too obvious when he fell into the well.
It’s also the truth. His lady really didn’t get on the table. He heard that he wanted to enter the door.
When he said this, he sneered,
I don’t want to think about what she is. Identity? I also want to enter the door of the Zhao family, thinking that everything will be fine after giving birth to a son, which is a joke."
"is not it."
The two were talking more and more, sentence after sentence, almost endless.
Song Luan was frightened to hear it. He flinched and looked up at the man next to him, and found that he looked as normal as if he hadn't heard anything.
The voice not far away came again, bitter and harsh.
"My second brother is like a joke. His good wife is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He is restless and dying. After giving birth to a child, he will go all out. He loves to join my elder brother, when we can't see her. What heart?" Zhao Bo sighed and said.