madam is a squeamish

Thinking of going to the garden with An Jingchi in the past, he found that someone had cleaned Miss An's grave and poured milk.

Thinking of what the mother on the train said, no mother can bear the heart of her child starving.

Holding Gu Cheng's arm tightly, "You send someone to find out if Nan Minrou secretly went to the garden where Miss An is buried? By the way, did Nan Minrou repair her little daughter's tomb later?"

Seeing the clenched hands, Yi Buran frowned.

Standing up, he took her arm calmly, "Do you suspect that the one buried in Mr. Chi's garden is Nan Minrou's daughter?"

Passed the kite to them, "I picked it up in the garden before. Uncle De said that it came from somewhere, and I might pick up a few in the garden every year."

Gu Cheng, "I really don't know where the tomb of Nan Minrou's youngest daughter is, let me go and check it out?"

Yi Buran waited for Gu Cheng to get up, and held down the little grapefruit that got up.

Forced to the sofa, he said jealously, "You dare to hold hands with other men before I'm dead?"

Little Yuzi, "Who held hands?"

She just tugged on Gu Cheng's arm in a moment of excitement.

Yi Buran took her hand and wiped it seriously, "In the future, if you dare to hold hands with other men again, I will chop your hand off!"

Little Yuzi was so scared that she immediately withdrew her hand, pretending to be cold, "Second Master Yi, you can't do it because you live by the sea, and you have to meddle in other people's affairs.

I've said that I have nothing to do with you, let's get together so we can get together, don't be a mangy dog, can't we? "

Yi Buran's face turned blue when she said that it's easy to get together and relax.

She stretched out her hand and pinched her face fiercely, "It's so good to get together and break up? If you want to break up with me, who will you get together with?
Looking at the thirteen states, who can be so desperate to rob my fiancee? "

Xiaoyouzi was caught off guard for a moment, and after thinking for a while, she could only be unreasonable and said, "Boss, I can always find someone to get together with!"

Seeing the cunning and complacency in his eyes, Xiao Youzi had no choice but to brace herself, "There are so many people who like me, Bei Minglang? Gu Chi? I can always find Bai Xuanzhen, the second young master of Hua in Ning'an City. One!"

It doesn't matter how much someone really likes her, they just use it up for the time being.

Yi Buran secretly wrote down all the names she said in his heart.

Very good, he will deal with the people on the list later, and those who don't get married within two months will have only one end, death!
Dare to rob people with him, I'm tired of living.
Little Yuzi stretched out her foot and kicked Yi Buran who was pressing half on her body, and responded to him in the tone he used to teach her when she was a child, "Second Master Yi, men and women can't kiss each other!"

That pretentiously cold tone and attitude were simply imitating him.

Yi Buran was amused by her, and suddenly remembered all the things in the past.

My heart softened, I couldn't bear to be angry with her.

He pinched her chin with two fingers, pouted her mouth, lowered his head and kissed her mouth hard.

There was a bit of sarcasm in the cold voice, "It's too late to say this now!"

When she tried every means to tease him back then, why didn't she think about giving or receiving kisses?

Gu Cheng didn't bring in any accurate news, but came in with a bunch of things.

"Mr. is busy with business and doesn't come home all year round. Except for the gardener who manages the garden, few people go to it.

In addition, Nan Minrou also has some influence in Hezhou these years, so it is difficult to check whether Nan Minrou has really gone.However, Uncle De quietly found this for me! "

Unpacking the things wrapped in white cloth, they were all kites played by children, with slightly different colors and shapes, but it seemed that they all had the same handwriting in the corners.

It has been a long time, and the handwriting is so smudged that the handwriting can no longer be seen, and the remaining radicals of the word "Nianran" can be seen if you look carefully.