The bamboo forest is rustling, the breeze blows, and the sound of rustling leaves.
Here comes a shade and mystery.
When he walked into the bamboo forest, Qiu Yu'er took a light step, as if he was afraid of waking up the elves in the forest here, and took every step carefully.
Looking around, I haven't seen Yun Yingze yet.
Why do you want to live in such a big manor? This remote corner is as terrifying as in the wilderness.
Qiu Yu'er was already a little scared. She was about to go home when she suddenly heard the rumbling sound of wind in front of her.
He shrank his neck and looked far away. Haha, a little white in the green bushes. The tall and thin figure wearing a snow-white training suit was indeed the young uncle Yun Yingze.
As he tiptoed forward, Qiu Yu'er didn't know why she had to approach him so mysteriously.
Yun Yingze, who is like this, has a different style from Yun Yingze, who is the casual brother next door jogging in the evening. At this moment, he is handsome and domineering.
The broken chestnut hair gently rested on his smooth forehead, and his narrow and deep eyes looked so sharp because of his concentration in practicing, and his tightly pursed lips were a bit vicious.
The fat training uniform was so elegant and elegant when worn on him at this moment.
He was slowly practicing Tai Chi moves, using defense as attack, and the movements as smooth and graceful as walking clouds and flowing water. The Tai Chi was so beautiful that Yun Yingze played.
One of them turned around and cheated, and their actions suddenly became fierce. They slashed their palms with fierce attacks and killing power, which was completely different from the elegant man just now. They became like a fierce leopard, with a vicious and fatal move.
Qiu Yuer was surprised to see her lips and hummed softly from her nose.
It turns out that my uncle majored in martial arts...
Her voice, which seemed to be there and not be enough, was instantly captured by Yun Yingze. After a while, several bounced in, and her wide white sleeves danced in front of Qiu Yuer's eyes. When Qiu Yu was still not sure what was going on, Qiu Yu was still there.
The son's throat was already stuck by Yun Yingze's iron palm.
A faint fragrance penetrated into Yunying's nose.
He was stunned and looked down, "Hmm? Is it you?"
Qiu Yu'er was shocked, her little face pale, and pointed to her neck. Yun Yingze let go of her, turned around impatiently, crossed her fingers, and moved her knuckles.
"What are you doing here? You are not allowed to appear secretly like this next time!" He almost killed her.
Yun Yingze's crisp spine was facing her, strong and heroic.
"Yeah." Qiu Yu'er replied with her head down, which was considered to be an answer to Yun Yingze's threat. Uncle was so cold to him.
Her frustrated tone made Yun Yingze look up at her. After thinking about it, maybe she was scared to her just now, and then said, "Is there something to ask me for?"
Qiu Yuer shook her head, not even saying anything this time.
It’s just that he just saw that he practiced martial arts, but he almost made people strangle it to death. What a terrible uncle, an inexplicable man!
Qiu Yu'er suddenly felt that she was responsible for her own fault and turned around and left.
The pace was filled with a sense of gamble.
Yun Yingze turned around in surprise to see the girl. Her stubborn gait was a bit ridiculous.
Then he said softly to her slender back, "Your package is sent back, in the study."
Knock!
Qiu Yu'er stopped instantly and turned to look at the handsome man in disbelief, "Are you sure? My package?"
Chengjing's big eyes were her childishly suspicious expression.
It’s ridiculous, it’s just a package, it’s not a big deal. It’s not a piece of cake to find a package within his sphere of influence of Boss Yun?
Yun Yingze glanced at the girl's crystal clear face, "I can't make it wrong."
Suddenly, his answer quickly made a clear smile on the girl's face, "Haha, it's so great."
Turning around in a hurry to rush back to the study room as soon as possible, he walked two steps, but stopped again. Qiu Yuer turned around and bowed to Yun Yingze, saying, "Thank you, uncle!" Then he ran away and started trotting.
The beige skirt was swaying among the green leaves.
Uncle... This word made Yun Yingze's temple jump inadvertently. His deep eyes flashed a little, but there was no change in expression on his face.
She actually called her uncle seriously.
Yun Yingze took the credit and walked slowly towards the villa.
You can see her charming figure trotting, and the distance between the two people has been thirty meters.