Chapter 195： Message (1/2)

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Standing outside Sunil's room, Han Jin hesitated. He didn't knock at the door. He only tried to push and push the door. The attitude of Xiannier was already obvious. She didn't want to talk to others now. I just want to stay alone, but it’s hard to beat Hanjin. He is the only Taoist inheritor in the world.

Han Jin’s figure shrank down. The next moment, he had already risen quietly behind Xiannier. Xiannier didn’t realize that there was more than one person in the room. She stood at the table and stroked the flowers in the bottle. While singing an unknown song, in this respect, he is not much better than Qi Keke. The old Elvish that Chanel sang, he can’t understand a word, he can only hear the song long and sad.

Han Jin hesitated for a moment, but he reached out and took a shot of Sunnier’s shoulder. The song stopped and Han Jin even saw it clearly. The soft fluff behind the neck of Xiannier stood up in an instant, but Xian Niel immediately relaxed again, her fingers gently stroking on the petals, and a low inaudible sigh.

After waiting for a while, Nancy did not turn back and talked to himself, leaving only one back to himself. Han Jin was somewhat embarrassed: ”What are you singing? Very good!”

”Can you understand?”

Which pot does not open the pot? Han Jin is speechless for a while, can only say a set of words: ”Music regardless of national boundaries and ethnicity, isn't it?”

”That's not necessarily.” Sinnel slowly turned over: ”Have you heard the orc shaman singing?”

”No.”

”I have the opportunity to take you to see and see, I can guarantee that you will take back the sentence just now.”

Han Jin didn't want to continue discussing the issue of music. He paused: ”Xinnier, last night...”

Xiannier suddenly reached out and hugged Han Jin’s mouth and shook his head. “You don’t have to explain, I know that you and Yalana are going to make a magic bow for Edwina.”

”So how are you...”

”I just have a little bit of unhappiness.” Suniler smiled: ”In fact, it is the same for you. If I promise you, I will stay with you, and I will run out with a man. What do you think?”

Han Jin thought very vaguely about his position. Unfortunately, no matter which partner Sunnier goes out with, he will not have any doubts. He can only say that this is the difference between men and women. He believes that friends also Believe in Siniel, sometimes men are much older than women. But he can't tell the truth, he is looking for relief, not to quarrel.

Seeing Han Jin’s laughter, Xiannier shook his head: “Busy all night, haven’t you eaten yet?”

”I am not hungry.” Han Jin found a few bloodshot eyes in Xiannier's eyes, but it was not as obvious as Sasou: ”You haven't slept yesterday?”

”I can't sleep, think about things.”

Having said that, neither of them knew what to say. Han Jin hesitated for a moment, reached out and touched the mask on Xiannier’s face. If he didn’t know what to say, then do something, and Shanni’s mask obscured. Too many expression changes, so that he can not ponder the heart of Siniel.

Xiannier gave up a bit, didn't know what it was, and then did not move, let Han Jin groping on her mask, Han Jin's movements were awkward, and worried about the pain of Xiannier. After a long touch, I could not take off the mask.

Xian Nier asked her own hands, pulled off the mask, threw it aside, looked up at Han Jin, and said in a delicate voice: ”What are you doing? Haven't seen it?”

Looking at the smiling smile of Xiannier, Han Jin’s eyes are flickering. Perhaps, this little thing can make Siniel wonder, because they have never made a promise between them. In fact, this promise is wonderful, true and false. All in one heart, if the promised person thinks this is true, the promise will come true, if the promised person does not believe, the promise will only become a joke.

Han Jin’s hand clasped Sunil’s waist, and his fingertips felt that Sunil’s muscles had become stiff at once. However, no man would retreat at this time. Han Jinwei used force to put Xianni I am going to myself.

Xiannier held Hanjin’s chest with both hands, and her look looked very scared: ”You... what are you going to do?!”

Han Jin added a little effort, and Shannier’s arms were soft and slamming, and he couldn’t help but rush into Han’s arms.