The new house was obviously a little restless, who made Chen Lingfeng's voice so loud!

Yang Yuying was also very happy. Chen Yun was stunned in her sea of ​​consciousness. After thinking about it carefully, he said, "Everyone said that my brother was a playboy before, but now it seems that he is right."

Chen Lingfeng was so proud that he really didn't know where he had such a thick face: "Sister, mom, don't be jealous of you two. I promise, you are just as important, especially important, and the most important in my heart."

Zheng Yue'e was so funny and laughed: "Just talk, just talk, it's a lazy guy who turns his elbow out."

Chen Yun smiled gently and gently: "Live life with your wife."

Xiao Han's heart moved, and a dense warm current suddenly surged between his chest and abdomen, soft and gentle.

"General!"

With the sound of footsteps, his shoulders were suddenly caught. Xiao Han's body shook slightly, and he escaped from the strange aura and let out a sigh of relief.

Maybe he... is sick?

"General, something happened at home."

Xiao Han's young guard Xiao Xing looked extremely ugly, and he handed over a red letter and a broken silver bracelet.

The silver bracelet has Xiao Xiao’s name and birth date. This little bracelet was created by Xiao Han himself. It took a lot of effort, so he certainly recognized it.

Xiao Han stood up with a cold face, turned around and walked towards Yang Yuying.

Chen Lingfeng was half drunk, but he noticed at a glance that Xiao Han walked to his sister and said a few words to his sister. His sister turned around and left with Xiao Han with a serious look on his face.

Chen Lingfeng: "??"

Where does Xiao Han want to take his sister?

He chased after him, and was dizzy and caught by his companions again.

There is a small alley west of Mo'an Street in the capital city, with about a dozen crisscrossing alleys. Most of the indigenous people in the past moved away early, but now most of the people live in other places who go to Beijing to make a living.

There are opera singers, jugglers, small business dealers, and some thieves and beggars. Anyway, there are all kinds of people, and there are all kinds of people.

When a person like Xiao Han appeared, he was like a phoenix in a group of sparrows. He had neither disguised nor had time to disguise him. He walked straight through the alley and knocked down three thieves with his own hands. After two robbers, he walked to one of the alleys without a name.

Wherever you pass, everyone looks at you.

Yang Yuying followed him with her head down, and her presence was much lower than that of him.

In this world, she can adapt to the wealth and brilliance or the thorns everywhere. She burrows into the alley, bows her head and bows, just like water flowing into the ocean, which is no different from the woman squatting next to her basking in the sun.

Although she only took off her bright coat, the clothes inside were finely stitched and used excellent materials, but they could be hidden in the alley. The dark sunlight shone down, spots, and the whole person was gray and not conspicuous at all.

After entering the alley, Yang Yuying paused a little, and someone suddenly played the piano and sang in front of him.

When Xiao Han heard this sound, he clenched his fists and pressed his legs tightly on his legs.

Yang Yuying laughed: "Shen Jia's singing is very touching."

Only a person with a life can sing such a song.

Yang Yuying also has a good voice, but she just can't sing. Now she is so moved that she wants to learn.
Chapter completed!