The night is deep. In a high-grade villa in Jinhu District, a gorgeous woman with hot figure stands on the balcony.

The cool night wind gently blows up her long wine red hair, which makes her perfect jade face without a trace of defects, which makes her particularly enchanting.

It seems to think of something, Ning Feixuan can not help but slightly bow his head, looking at his dress, jade face, gradually climb up a touch of scarlet.

Pure white suspender off shoulder T-shirt, tight shorts, Korean high-heeled leather boots, if not for that teenager, I'm afraid she would never have changed into such a sexy dress in her life.

As the captain of the special department, Ning Feixuan has always been as cold as ice, refusing people thousands of miles away, and always dismissive of men's pursuit.

But I do not know why, since the Jiangzhou city bridge across the river shoulder look back, Ning Feixuan and Meng ran, is like a pair of happy enemy general, everywhere quarrel, everywhere against.

Until the news of Meng Ran's death in Lake Tai, Ning Feixuan felt that his whole world had collapsed.

"So this is what it feels like to like someone..."

When Ning Feixuan murmured to herself, a slight footstep came.

The visitors are dressed in pink silk pajamas, their hair drooping and fragrant shoulders, graceful and moving.

Hands left and right, each holding a glass of red wine, Lianbu style.

"Sister Ning, it's late at night. Why don't you sleep?" Mu Qingya asked with a smile.

Ning Feixuan took the goblet, pursed her red lips and drank a mouthful of red wine. She couldn't help turning her eyes. "Our Mu family's three young ladies are not sleeping?"

Mu Qingya spits out her tongue mischievously. She looks at Ning Feixuan's dress and says: "sister Ning, I'll say that you must be fascinated by this dress. It's not worth your life! Even I, a girl, feel sexy when I see you dressed up. What about? Is our master Meng Xianshi nosebleed? "

Ning Feixuan pretty face more and more ruddy, at this moment, no one can be this shy beauty, and that cold and gorgeous China. The captain of the country.

"He He said that my dress is sexier than that leather one

Pluck up the courage to finish this sentence, Ning Feixuan deeply lowered his head, only feel that this life has not been so shy.

Mu Qingya covered her mouth and said with a smile: "hee hee hee, I'll tell you, Meng Ran is only 18 years old. She is a little fart child. What she can't stand is the temptation of your sexy elder sister."

Although Mu Qingya deliberately pretends to be relaxed, her sadness is still captured by Ning Feixuan.

After hesitating for a long time, Ning Feixuan couldn't help but ask:

"elegant, you Can you really forget him? "

A word exit, villa balcony, but suddenly quiet up, even the cool night wind, is no longer blowing, as if can not bear to hurt this pair of sisters.

Silence for a whole half a minute later, Mu Qingya suddenly smiles, but it is full of haggard and sadness.

"What if you don't forget? I have been engaged to Hua Mingfeng. Since the sword he killed in Wuyin mountain villa, there is no possibility between me and him. "

Mu Qingya said that although plain, but the line of clear tears is from the corner of her eyes continue to slide, people can not help heartache.

Ning Feixuan sighed, gently hugged Mu Qingya, "Mu family is mu family, Mu Qingya is mu Qingya, why do you need it?"

In front of Mu Qingya, the scene of fog hidden villa constantly appears in front of her eyes. Meng Ran's heartless words echoed in her ears repeatedly.

"If this sword is cut off, Meng will have nothing to do with your family in the north of the river!"

Fate two words, trapped too many crazy lovers, as she bathed in elegant, some people once missed, is a lifetime, like strangers.

This feeling can be recalled, only hate at that time has been at a loss.

Regret it?