Chapter 344 (1/2)

Lie down?

Yi Xiaoqiao's concept of ”lying down” still stays in the concept of lying down and sleeping, but he doesn't know that Mu Yian's so-called lying down is to let him toss and don't resist.

Lie down, Yi Xiaoqiao is better than dead.

When he got up the next morning, Yi Xiaoqiao had a sore back, leg cramps, and his joints were popping all over. When he looked in front of the mirror, Yi Xiaoqiao was almost frightened by himself. He looked depressed and looked like the person who was going to die!

She touched two and was depressed.

People say that men and women work together and are not tired. Why is she tired like a scholar who has been drained by a female ghost? A dying look.

Indeed, muyian is a male ghost!

A man who sucks human essence!

”Get up and have something to eat.”

The male ghost came over with a tray. He turned his head and smiled. His eyebrows were full of gentle amorous feelings. There was an unspeakable beauty.

Yi Xiaoqiao was a little distracted. With such a smile, he completely lay down on the table and couldn't get up. This man was like a bloodthirsty devil when he was dignified on weekdays. When he was cold, he could freeze people to death. Now he is so gentle but like the spring breeze, melting the frozen mountains and rivers.

How can the same person be so changeable.

No wonder people say that people are fickle animals!

It's really changeable!

”What's the matter? Look silly?” Mu Yi'an looked at her: ”if you are tired, go to bed again. Don't get up in a hurry.”

His voice was soft and scattered in his ears. It was like a breeze. The spirit of the blowing people dispersed. They wanted to close their eyes and sleep like this. But Yi Xiaoqiao still had a string in his head. She raised her head and asked, ”did the Han family send a letter?”

She sent a prayer post yesterday. I think there should be an answer.

Mu Yi'an picked his eyebrows and joked: ”do you want to see Han Youjun so much?”

”Don't talk nonsense. Eat some inexplicable flying vinegar. I'm really serious.” Yi Xiaoqiao stretched out: ”did you come or not?”

”Here we are.”

”Here it is. Where is it?” Yi Xiaoqiao is in good spirits.

”I made an appointment to go this morning, but now it's half over...”

Yi Xiaoqiao didn't listen to his nonsense any more. He hurriedly combed his hair, mended his makeup, changed his clothes, and cleaned himself up as quickly as possible. He didn't care about food, so he set off for the Han family.

”I'm not in such a hurry to see you.” Muian murmured.

”Can you be the same as Han Youjun?” Yi Xiaoqiao took the pancake in his mouth, glanced at him obliquely, saw him frown, and said: ”You are my sweetheart. I want to see you. Of course, I have to dress up carefully for fear that you will pick out bad places. Naturally, it will take a long time. Han Youjun has nothing to do with me. At most, he is an ordinary friend. Since it is so natural, there is no need to dress up so finely. Just meet people casually.”

Muyi'an looked coolly at the half baked cake in her mouth and felt that she was perfunctory.

Han Fu.

Located in a corner of Kyoto City, it is deep and secluded. It is not the most prosperous place in Kyoto, but the most quiet place.

After getting off the carriage, Yi Xiaoqiao went straight to the door and presented a post.

The janitor looked at Yi Xiaoqiao and smiled, ”please.”