The snow-white bento box is wrapped in white silk satin and a bow is tied to the front.

A snow-white feather was inserted obliquely under the bow, and the sunlight covered it with a layer of light golden light.

It doesn't matter what food is contained in the bento, even a box of wild vegetables will be extremely delicious because of this feeling.

So good... Nanchen couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If she was a man, she would probably be moved to tears.

Suddenly a bang came from my ear.

The romantic and pure lunch box was ruthlessly thrown into the trash can by Sikongyan.

Nanchen blinked and shouted in his heart: Beautiful job!

But his face showed a look of indulgence, "Is this really good? After all, it's someone else's will."

Sikong Yan looked at her quietly, "Do you want me to eat her intention?"

He really doesn't give her a chance to pretend to be a white lotus.

Since that's the case, she might as well be a vicious heroine, anyway, she wasn't a little strawberry.

"I suggest you tell her clearly, otherwise her intentions will be sent here continuously."

"I can't contact her."

??

"I don't have her phone number or WeChat."

Nanchen suddenly felt a vicious spirit, "You always know her family, she has been childhood sweethearts since she was a child."

Sikong Yan was silent, his obsidian-like eyes turned slightly, and then he nodded.

"Then let's tell her clearly in person." Nan Chen leaned over and supported his legs with his hands, "I'll accompany you."

Sikongyan looked at her clear eyes, and no expression changed. After a while, he nodded again.

She just liked his cruel and ruthless look, bracketing to other women.

The driver Fang Xiong drove them there. The two sat in the back row, and Si Kong Yan was silent all the way.

He pressed his elbow against the window frame, curled his hand against his cheek, and looked at the street passing outside.

Nanchen didn't say anything, it was a bit cruel to do this.

The Bai family mansion is very luxurious, with a retro Chinese courtyard, with blue bricks and tiles on the grounds. The garden is in the Soviet style.

The servant invited them into the mansion, and there was a screen of pine and crane pictures in the entrance hall.

They sat in the living room, and the servants presented fragrant tea, and the tea fragrance was everywhere. The huge mansion was quiet and quiet.

After a while, Bai Yu walked slowly down the stairs in a snow-white dress.

Bathed in light and shadow, she is like a fairy in the painting, pure and transparent.

This touch is purely not disguised, but from the inside out, which is pleasing to the eye.

Since childhood, she has been a wealthy princess who is ignorant of the world and has a wealthy family. She is still isolated from the world because Sikongyan has not yet died.

So she really has never experienced society and is very stupid and naive.

"Senior Sikong, Miss Nanchen." She walked up to them and nodded politely, "I don't know if you two are here to visit, and you haven't prepared anything."

"No need to prepare." Sikong Yan said, "I will leave after saying a few words."

Bai Yu sat down on the sofa at the oblique angle of his left, his legs were tilted to one side, his spine was straightened, and he was listening carefully.

Looking at her ladylike demeanor, Nan Chen couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. Compared to the two, she was almost like a street hooligan...

"Please don't give me anything in the future."

Sikong said word by word, his voice was low, "My fiancée will be unhappy."

Before his words came to an end, the two women around him widened their eyes at the same time.

Nan Chen was confused at first, as if he was hit hard by someone with something, and then he was ecstatic and happy, or even lucky. Bai Yu's eyes were shocked at first, followed by unconcealed loneliness and sorrow.

"I'm so sorry." She lowered her head and apologized, "Please forgive me, senior. I didn't mean it, but I didn't expect it to cause trouble to you. I'm so sorry." After pausing, she glanced at the two people on the other side, "Are you already engaged?"

Sikongyan did not answer and stood up and said, "I'm leaving."

Nanchen quickly stood up, she didn't want to see Bai Yu crying.

"Senior!"

Bai Yu suddenly stood up, with his hands in front of him, his fingers tightly stirring the corner of his clothes, and his eyes were covered with a layer of water.

"Can we still be friends?"

"cannot."

Sikongyan said in a deep voice without hesitation.

His back was facing Bai Yu, and his tall figure faced the sunlight and narrowed his eyes slightly.

They walked out of the mansion in the shining tears of Baiyu.

On the way back, Sikongyan became more silent than when he came, and the atmosphere in the car became extremely depressing because of him.

Nanchen took out his cell phone, clicked on Amberchuan's avatar, and sent him a message.

Nanchen: Don't contact me again in the future, my fiancé will be unhappy

Then he had a little bit of avatar.

Nanchen: I will no longer call you brother, the big bad guy will be unhappy

She showed all the two messages she sent to Sikongyan.

Sikongyan's face, covered with clouds, finally opened a bright sun.

"So you didn't delete him."

Nanchen:...

"What if he is a criminal, what if the police ask me to investigate the case in the future, I have to keep it."

Sikong Yan was silent for a moment, with a slightly curled lips and said softly, "It's better for your husband."

"Hmph, then when you talked to Bai Yu, you didn't say anything about my wife."

Sikongyan smiled softly, as if the haze had just been swept away. He raised his arm, took Nan Chen into his arms, attached it to her ear, and called softly, "Madam."...

Nanchen's ears suddenly turned red. In the car with limited space, his voice was low and hoarse.

"It's your turn."

Sikongyan closed his arms and shook her.

Nanchen subconsciously glanced into the rearview mirror, and the driver was like no one in the back row, and he was driving with no squint and expressionless face.

She leaned into Sikongyan's ear, feeling her teeth trembling, and called out in a thin voice as thin as a mosquito or flies, "Husband."

"Um?"

Sikongyan cleaned his ears, "What did you say?"

Your sister... Nanchen pinched his thigh and twisted it hard, "This time the signal is good!"

Sikongyan frowned when she pinched her, but his eyes were full of smiles.

^

Northern Suburbs.

Between a group of modern high-rise buildings, an old-fashioned teaching building with red brick exterior walls is squeezed.

The walls are covered with green vines and the gaps in bricks and stones are covered with moss.

Its existence lowers the tone of the entire picture by three grids.

In the empty painting room on the top floor, a tall and thin figure stood in front of the green-framed window.

The dark long hair was hanging down on his waist, and a slender cigarette was sandwiched between his right finger. The smoke was surging on the already blurry glass.

Fiancé Sikong Yun was savoring these three words and spit out a smoke ring.

A few days ago, his mind was really Hunjiang, and he felt compassion for Sikongyan, and even thought of stopping and letting him go. However, this wavering thought quickly dissipated with the alcohol. He was unforgivable!

There was also the dead woman Nanchen. If she hadn't discovered his secret, she would have closed the female student for a few days and copied it well. He had no choice but to let her go and clean the secret room several times. At the same time, he burned down the young man's small paintings.

Be careless. Sikong Yun sneered himself.

He doesn't plan to take risks anymore recently, this book is also his whim and doesn't matter. Even without these models, he can still create shocking paintings.

What a pity. I squatted for several days before I caught the girl in the rain and snow. Before I could appreciate it carefully, I left it to the east. It was all because of Nanchen's death woman. It's really damn.

Because he was worried that Nanchen would report it, he was very hasty when he was acting and threw the girl who was stunned into a dizzy place under a slope in the northern suburbs and hurried away. It was too close to his "secret base", which is a big taboo

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For this reason, Sikong Yun felt uneasy for several days, and there was always an illusion that the police came to him. He even had a horrified fantasy. He opened the door early in the morning and saw two people in uniform standing outside the door.
To be continued...