Chapter 271

One of them was outside the house, the other was inside the house, the other one was lying and didn't know whether to sleep, the other one was standing and didn't know what to look at. Neither of them had any further action. So they let the time pass, and gradually two hours later, the night sky with a little stars seemed to be affected by the stalemate between them, and the dark clouds floated by, After a burst of thunder, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the whole earth instantly.

It seems to be another rainstorm night.

In that case, the guy should go too.

After the thunder and lightning, God seems to be throwing water to the ground, big raindrops crash down, and the wind blows the branches of the window.

Micro month pushed the door in, and looked out the window at the figure, some uneasy came to Murong Fengqing side, "Miss, Nangong Shizi is still."

Although Nangong Shizi came here by himself, if anything happened, it seems that he can't get rid of them!

"Yes, it has nothing to do with me. It's going to rain. My mother wants to get married. I'm not him. I can't interfere with that." Murong Fengqing also has a temper. She naturally knows that Nangong feiran is always there. This is a few meanings, always outside but not in, no one knows what tricks he wants to play.

"But if there's something wrong, will it..." what Weiyue worries about is this. After all, Nangong feiran is the son of Princess Chang, and the emperor dotes on her.

"He's like that, even hail can't kill him." Murong Feng said coldly that with the rain, Nangong could not have an accident unless he was made of tofu

Smell speech, micro month also don't know what to say, look like this, miss is also angry.

Weiyue thought about it and had to continue to retreat.

Rain has been crazy, quite a kind of day and night not reconciled meaning.

"Shizi, it's raining so hard. Let's go back." Nangong feiran's bodyguard Mi Ying comes to Nangong feiran with an umbrella, but the umbrella is thrown away by him.

"Shizi, why are you doing this?"

Mi Ying is dying of anxiety. He really doesn't understand his master's mind. It's obvious that Miss Murong doesn't want to see his son. What's he doing here? If you have something to say, why don't you go in and get wet here as before? Who cares!

It's been standing all afternoon and late, and now it's been raining for almost an hour. Others don't know, but he knows that Shizi hasn't closed his eyes for three days. It's hard and unbearable for him to go on like this.

However, Nangong feiran didn't know why and how he answered. Even he didn't know why and what role he was doing.

This girl is so cruel, so cold, clearly know that he is here, but there is no reaction, what can he do except stand here.

He also wanted to go in, but I'm afraid he couldn't even get in and was blocked out, right?

"My son." Mi Ying wants to take an umbrella again, but Nangong feiran stares at him fiercely, which makes him have to stop.

Mi Ying is about to jump. After thinking about it, she throws her umbrella and shouts, "Miss Murong, it's raining so hard. Can't you feel sorry for our son? Miss Murong, is your heart made of stone? "