Madam, take care of your little vest

Chapter 81

After Jun Qingran returned home, she said good night to Lin Nianci and returned to her room. Instead of washing up, she took out a set of black sportswear from the closet and changed into it. Follow the trend.

The night was as cool as water, and Jun Qingran's vigorous figure disappeared under the cover of the night, if there was nothing there, and soon disappeared.

Qingfeng Pavilion, in the center of the lake.

At this time, the central courtyard was silent, and the surrounding attendants had long since left. The rustling leaves swayed in the air by the autumn wind, leaving only the immortal in white standing quietly by the lake, peaceful and peaceful, like a fairyland.

"You are here." His ethereal voice resounded in this silent courtyard, calm and unwavering, empty valley and orchid.

A cold figure came from the darkness, and the faint moonlight shone on her indistinguishable and indistinguishable face, and finally stopped beside the exiled man. God is like a fairy, as if it will disappear in the next second, like a dream.

"Mr. Su." Jun Qingran casually found a landscape stone, and sat on it lazily, with his long legs slightly propped up, calmly admiring the beautiful scenery by the lake.

Mr. Su looked at Jun Qingran who was so unrestrained and unrestrained, his calm silver-gray pupils were slightly rippling, with a faint smile.

"We finally meet."

Hearing this, Jun Qingran raised his eyebrows slightly, a dark light flashed quickly in his starry eyes, and a wicked smile appeared on the corners of his thin lips. "Did it disappoint you?"

"No, you're fine." Mr. Su looked at Jun Qingran seriously with his silver-gray pupils, he was always indifferent like a banished fairy, and was trying his best to express his approval for Jun Qingran.

For Mr. Su's answer, it was not only within Jun Qingran's expectation, but also beyond her expectation.

However, she quickly restrained her thoughts, and her bright starry eyes directly met those silver-gray eyes without a trace of emotion. If it was anyone else, she would have been frightened out of her wits by Mr. Su's eyes, but Jun Qingran didn't seem to have any As if under the slightest influence, calm and composed.

"Where's Sun Yuren?"

Seeing Jun Qingran staring at him, still calm and calm, Mr. Su blinked slightly, a little curious, but it didn't affect his answer to Jun Qingran's question.

"In a dark prison."

"Do you still have a dark prison here?" Jun Qingran raised his eyebrows slightly. This Mr. Su was so fearless that he built a dark prison directly in this bustling center. However, if she was, she probably would do it.

The more dangerous, the safer.

"En." Mr. Su looked at Jun Qingran calmly, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with building a dark prison here.

'Tsk, host, do you think this Mr. Su is wise and stupid, or ignorant and fearless? 'Xingji's voice sounded in Jun Qingran's mind, with both ridicule and curiosity in his tone.

"He is very smart." Jun Qingran took a deep look at Mr. Su, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared in his indifferent starry eyes.

"Tomorrow Zhao Chong, the Patriarch of the Zhao Family, will come to ask for someone."

"No." Mr. Su's silver-gray pupils did not have the slightest wave, and he didn't care who would come to ask for someone.

"No, you must."

Hearing this, Mr. Su tilted his head slightly, looked at Jun Qingran with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, thought for a while, seemed to understand Jun Qingran's intention, and then nodded.

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)