you are my white moonlight

Shao Tingchen held onto her wrist tightly, obviously being doused with warm water, he was still on fire.

Jian Youqing was hurt by his rough movements, her delicate eyebrows were wrinkled, and her eyes were almost red with pain.

The servant stood blankly with a tray, trembling with fear, for fear that the flames of war would harm the fish in the pond...

Suddenly being thrown away, Jian Youqing was unable to stand still and nearly fell down, Shao Tingchen's eyes glowed with a cold glint.

"Next time, I will chop off your hand."

Jian Youqing: "..."

……

06:30, breakfast time.

Jane returned to the room again, and saw that her bedroom hadn't been cleaned, and the surface was covered with a thin layer of dust, and the air was weird.

In the living room, there is a bouquet of flowers on the precious and ingeniously designed white coffee table, the pink roses of Diana, which belong to the British royal family, are delicate and dreamy.

The rose variety manual, spread out on the table, is just the top Corolla red rose.

It must have been last night, or even earlier, that Chi Shihui had sent someone to order.

The dull black and white system, rendered by color, does add a bit of romance and freshness.

Jian Youqing stopped in the distance, she didn't come forward, and the servants looked at each other.

Miss Jian is the young master's fiancée, but everyone with a discerning eye knows that Miss Chi is the one handpicked by Dong Shao, and she is most likely to be with the young master. The current situation...

Jian Youqing raised the corner of her mouth, "Is there anyone who doesn't know that I'm allergic to roses? If I take two steps closer, I might go into shock because of it. Which of you is responsible for the consequences."

One of them hurriedly started to tidy up, but was stopped by another person beside him.

Confused in every possible way: "But Ms. Chi told me that these roses were transported here by air at a high price. If they are destroyed..."

"But Miss Jane has severe allergies, and she will die. You forgot last time..."

"Early in the morning, one by one, what's the noise!" Chi Shihui came out of the room, still wearing cute pink pajamas, raising his hands, he could vaguely see the spring scenery in it.

In the living room, the servant didn't dare to make a sound, and stood in the corner, trying to make himself appear as non-existent as possible.

Upon discovering Jian Youqing's existence, Chi Shihui suddenly became sober, pale and pointed at her.

"you……"

"Good morning, you gave me a nice surprise. If I had come in through the front door, I might have been poisoned by your rose and sent to the hospital."

Jian Youqing's delicate face was gloomy and cold, and she stared at Chi Shihui with folded arms.

She has nothing to be afraid of, anyway, nothing happened to her now, right? Besides, this can explain a problem even more, this house doesn't welcome her at all!
"I can't bear such a huge and unwarranted charge. Sister Youqing, you can't button your hat indiscriminately." His eyes were searching for Shao Tingchen's figure.

Jane Youqing stepped back a few steps, as if she had encountered some kind of plague, "Yes, to me, you are a drug, I should stay away from you, otherwise the rose perfume on your body will kill you, if you really put it I'm smoked to death, when you say that, will Shao Tingchen settle accounts with you."

Chi Shihui's face turned paler, and she was extremely aggrieved, "You..."

Jian Youqing didn't even bother to give her out of the corner of her eye, she turned and went upstairs to the bedroom, and squatted down at the corner, she had a splitting headache.

It was as if something was in her mind, clamoring to break through at any time.

Similar to the pain felt when looking at a photo.

Jian Youqing's cell phone rang suddenly, it was Jiang Zhizhi, "Hello?"

"Youqing, you left in such a hurry that you forgot to put on your coat. Will you catch a cold?"