C City, Qingjia.

The night is like ink. In the air, the fragrance of Burmese Gardenia comes from the wind.

Light fragrance, like night, mysterious and secluded.

Tonight's Qing family is very quiet. The servants are walking around with trays, and they are doing their own things.

At the moment, over Qingjia's lawn of nearly ten thousand square meters, the engine sound of an airplane suddenly comes.

In the night sky, a dazzling light penetrated through the dark clouds, accompanied by the aircraft's buzzing engine, from far to near, and finally landed on the huge lawn.

On the fuselage, the word "Qing" is striking, even in the night sky.

Qing, a thundering name in C City, a surname resounding throughout Asia, Qing!

Originally, Qingjia, who was quiet, suddenly became noisy after the sound of the plane.

There were a lot of footsteps rushing to the lawn. All the busy servants left their work and ran towards the lawn with their heads down. They stood on both sides respectfully.

Dozens of seconds of waiting.

The cabin door was opened and a slender figure came out of the plane surrounded by a group of bodyguards.

"Young master, you are back!" Greetings from the side of the body resounded through the whole lawn, as loud as greeting the arrival of an emperor.

The man who got off the plane didn't look at a group of people. He ignored his slightly messy neckline and went straight into the main room.

A large group of people automatically followed him and turned to the main house.

"Young master, do you want me to prepare supper for you?" The middle-aged man of housekeeper appearance goes up from heel, ask carefully.

"No Indifferent two words from thin lips spit out, walk in front of the young man straight into the castle.

Through the living room, upstairs, through the long corridor, he had already come to his room door. It seemed that he suddenly thought of something. He stopped walking at his feet, turned his head, and looked askance at the large group of servants behind him. Inch by inch, he swam across the faces and swept all the people. His eyes suddenly became cold.

"And she?" Two words, no name, no surname.

The housekeeper was stunned for a few seconds, and suddenly responded, "young master, do you mean the girl you brought home a few days ago? I saw it in the living room before, but I don't know where it is now. "

Dark ink pupil slightly a MI, a touch of cold sharp light from the eyes refracted out, Qing Mu Chen's lips suddenly as if nothing to hook up.

His lips, like a smile but not a smile, radian light even almost invisible, but almost everyone at the scene at the same time, coincidentally hit a shiver.

Even without looking up at him.

The radian of the lip angle converges, Qing Mu Chen light astringent astringent Mou, have already prepared to stride into the leg of own room to take back, the body turns, stride toward the other direction of the castle and go.

His pace was slow, and the sound of his feet was steady and powerful.

Slender legs in the past place to pull down a silhouette, there is no expression on the face, but, it is chilling.

The whole castle, for a moment, was full of the sound of his feet.

The kitchen at the moment.

In such a big room, the light smell of porridge is flowing everywhere.

Transparent lid, puff puff rice porridge boiling after the impact of the lid top sound, intermittent sound.

It's also accompanied by shallow breathing.

Like, someone's in the kitchen, asleep

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the first attack of fanwai was Mu Chen and Xixi. From the text, the first time they met on the cruise ship, Xixi envoy Ji entered Qingjia and began to write. New stories, different styles of writing, close competition, girls, don't fall behind ~

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