Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

Nie Liuxi was in a daze: "This piece of blue and white porcelain was given to me by my father back then, and it was once placed in my boudoir. Two years ago, my brother entrusted someone to send it to me, and it has been with me for the past two years. , is the only thing that belongs to me here. If girl Ayan likes it, I will give it to you."

Feng Lingyan was taken aback, and quickly waved his hands: "This thing is very precious to you, I can't take it."

She still wants to follow Gong Yanmo to wander around the rivers and lakes.

Although this blue and white porcelain is good, it is inconvenient to be afraid of bumping...

Nie Liuxi sighed: "Then how about asking Miss Ayan to send this piece of porcelain back to the Liehu Gang?" [

Feng Lingyan froze: "Why are you sending this bottle back? After all, it belongs to your natal family. After sending it away, you will feel even more lonely here."

Nie Liuxi said indifferently: "I don't want to leave anything that belongs to me here. If possible, I would like to get into this bottle and return to the Liehu Gang."

"..."

Feng Lingyan was speechless.

A living being of her size wants to get into this bottle?

Unless you burn her to ashes...

Feng Lingyan suddenly shivered.

Every word and every word of Mrs. Nie's words today is ominous, as if she was confessing her last words!

She carefully looked at Nie Liuxi's face, and suddenly felt another move in her heart.

Although this Mrs. Nie had energized her spirits, her face was pale with an inexplicable sense of defeat.

It is like a flower that will wither at any time.

Feng Lingyan was a killer in his previous life, so it can be said that he is used to seeing life and death, and his heart is much colder than ordinary people.

But seeing Mrs. Nie like this at this moment, I feel a little inexplicably sad in my heart.

I want to say a few words of comfort, but I don't know where to start.