Chapter 273

That night, Nan tingliao and Jiang Shiwei sprinkled a wave of dog food, which broke everyone. Some people shouted under the stage and didn't show their love.

But the next moment, they clapped wildly.

Maybe there is sincerity, maybe there is hypocrisy, but no one cares.

Their happiness is real, that's enough.

After proposing marriage, Nan tingliao opened his mouth and invited everyone to have the opportunity to participate in their prosperous wedding. He originally thought that Jiang Shiwei married the first ugly man in Jiangcheng. The nameless young master of the south family simply refreshed people's horizons. Nan tingliao was not handsome. In the past, he was just not good at dressing up. He was ugly by deliberately dressing up.

I dressed up a little today, although I still have black frame glasses on my face.

However, standing beside Jiang Shiwei, there is no trend to be compared. On the contrary, there is a feeling that Jiang Shiwei is not worthy of him.

Such a man is no different from excellent in any way.

Jiang Shiwei is really lucky.

Some people say that they deliberately show their love, but anyway, a woman's eyebrows can't deceive people. Her smile at the bottom of her eyes hides her countless happiness.

Nan tingliao said to her, clench her hands and go to Baitou together.

She said, never give up, live and die together.

Under the stage, qingluan looked at the man and woman made in heaven on the stage, and her eyes slowly showed a trace of discontent. Over the years, if sister Xue was with brother Nan, she would admit defeat.

But Jiang Shiwei, what is she? She married brother Nan!

She reached out and took a picture. After confirming the sending, she slowly held her hand and waited for the two people on the stage to come down and get ready to leave.

Qingluan suddenly took a step forward, stopped them and smiled: "brother Nan, you are still as handsome as before tonight, making me your little fan sister, but you can't forget that you belong to me tonight."

Jiang Shiwei was stunned.

Just now she was dazzled by happiness and completely forgot that Nan tingliao was going to spend the night with qingluan tonight. Listening to qingluan's familiar tone, could it be that the two had known each other before?

However, she didn't hear what Nan tingliao said. She didn't know why she had a bad feeling and had to re-examine the relationship between the two people.

But Nan tingliao hooked his lips: "of course I didn't forget."

"Slightly, I'll let someone take you back." Nan tingliao said, and then called out: "Zhan Bei."

"Yes, Mr. Nan." Zhan Bei didn't know where he came from, and replied in an unassuming way.

"Take your wife back."

The man said, "yes."

"Madam, this way, please." Zhan Bei made a gesture. The light was light and seemed to be wrapped in a layer of light smoke. For a moment, Jiang Shiwei seemed unable to see what Nan tingliao thought.

She originally thought he would refuse. Unexpectedly, he directly asked Zhan Bei to send him back. Even if there was nothing between him and qingluan, qingluan always blocked her heart by looking at his Hao's undisguised appreciation eyes.

However, Jiang Shiwei is not an unreasonable person. Looking at qingluan's eyes, his lips flashed a smile: "have a good time. I'll wait for you to come back."

With that, he glanced at qingluan, but saw that qingluan's look suddenly cooled down. It seemed that a touch of anger appeared on the immortal's face that day, and then smiled and said, "thank you, sister Wei."

Jiang Shiwei said nothing more and turned away.

Zhan Bei hurried to follow up. For a moment, only Nan tingliao and qingluan were left. When qingluan looked at Nan tingliao and looked at her eyes, she only felt that it was unfathomable to the extreme. She thought of men's ordinary means. Her heart jumped slightly, pretending to be Hao and asked casually, "brother Nan, should we go?"

"Let's go." Nan tingliao left silently, and qingluan hurriedly followed up.

The night is as heavy as ink. The presidential suite on the top floor of the Earl hotel.

In front of the huge French window, Nan tingliao sat there motionless. It seems that he has maintained the same posture since he entered the room.

Qingluan sipped her lips, went to the wine cabinet and poured a glass of red wine. The wine fragrance overflowed with intoxicating fragrance. With a slight smile, she walked over with the red wine and handed it to Nan tingliao: "brother Nan, try the red wine just airlifted from Bordeaux winery to see if you like it?"

"Don't be so troublesome. I'll leave after a few words." Nan tingliao reached out and pushed the glass away. Qingluan trembled slightly when he heard the speech, so he had to put the glass on the table: "didn't you agree to accompany me tonight? Besides, sister Wei promised. You won't even give me time tonight?"

The tone of smiling but not smiling, with a little coquettish meaning, Nan tingliao looked at her faintly: "what are you doing back this time?"

Since he returned home, qingluan has found opportunities to come back again and again. He can't pretend that he doesn't know anything. Qingluan's career focus is abroad, not at home at all.

Although she made her debut from DK international, her career has always focused on country M.

And this time, he didn't call her back.

Hearing this question, qingluan looked a little sluggish, and then smiled: "brother Nan, do I not even have the qualification to return home now?"

"You know that's not what I asked." Nan tingliao was very straightforward, and there was no room for buffer for her.

With a slight smile, a touch of embarrassment appeared on qingluan's immortal face. After taking a deep breath, he still raised a smile: "brother Nan, I miss you. Can't I come to see you?"

"You --"

Seeing the man's look floating with a touch of helplessness, qingluan boldly sat down on him, shook his sleeves, and said like a spoiled child: "brother Nan, since you returned home, you ignored sister Xue and me. I'm bored abroad alone. Can't I come to see you, or you forget my sister when you marry a wife?"

"Xiao Luan!"

"Brother Nan, I'm not right. How much you spoiled me when we were abroad, but now you don't want to answer my phone. Is Jiang Shiwei so overbearing? If you had married sister Xue, you wouldn't..."

"That's enough!" Nan tingliao suddenly interrupted her. Her face was gloomy. Seeing qingluan looking at him wrongly, she looked pitiful. If he didn't say a soft word, it was estimated that the girl would cry.

The expression on Nan tingliao's face softened a bit. In the end, it was his sister. Nan tingliao couldn't bear to criticize her. After all, he saw his big sister from childhood: "I'm married. Don't mention it again in the future."

"Well, I won't say, brother Nan, are you still angry with me?" qingluan blinked.

The corner of Nan tingliao's mouth aroused a helpless smile: "I'm angry with you."

Qingluan was so happy that she threw herself into his arms and said happily like a girl who got some treasure: "brother Nan, I knew you wouldn't be angry with me."