Dear Princess, Run Slowly

Wen Yan, Yan Cheng is a little stunned. He has anticipated a lot of Su Qianyue's answers, such as leaving you a life to torture, and I've been merciful to save you.

I didn't expect Su Qianyue to give three words directly - you are useful.

However, this answer seems to be what Su Qianyue said.

When Yan Cheng hears Yan, the corner of his mouth suddenly draws. He turns around and is just about to leave. His eyes suddenly turn to the bowl of medicinal juice at the corner of the table.

"Tut, aren't you a doctor and a poison? Why can't you drink this medicine?"

Su Qianyue's eyes fell on the bowl of Medicine on the table. She seemed to be a little fidgety. She turned her words into a smile.

"So much."

"Yes, you don't care about my life and death, though you say you have a purpose." A shrug is inevitable.

"But anyway, you saved my life, and I'm not a person who likes to be ungrateful."

Then, with a cloth bag down, Yan Cheng's body also disappeared in the room.

Feng Ming stands at the door, looking at Yan Cheng who comes out with a face of slouching, and then takes a look at the room.

"Don't look. I'm an injured person. I can't kill her." Yan Cheng said without good temper.

Feng Ming hears the speech, but the delicate face is implicit light disdain, don't talk with Yan Cheng, directly got up and entered the Fang family.

The speech becomes to see this, in the heart pour is tiny a Zheng, but very quickly was pressed down by him.

"Cut."

"Miss Su, he..."

As soon as Feng Ming came in, he saw Su Qianyue reading quietly. He was also slightly relieved.

"He won't kill me in a short time." Su Qianyue seems to know Feng Ming's worry and says with a smile.

Although listening to Su Qianyue, Feng Ming still has a strong disdain for Yan Cheng.

"What is this?" Feng Ming's vision suddenly fell on the cloth bag on the table, and Su Qianyue's vision also followed.

"Yancheng just brought it. I haven't opened it."

The implication is that she doesn't know.

I'm going to get rid of the letter.

"Put it down and see what it is first."

Although Feng Ming doesn't like Yan Cheng very much, Su Qianyue says so. He still reluctantly gives Su Qianyue the cloth.

The latter took the cloth bag and weighed it, but it was not heavy.

"You've been busy all night. Go and have a rest." She didn't open the bag immediately, she just told Feng Ming to do it.

Feng Ming keenly hears Su Qianyue's intention of avoiding. Although he is worried about Su Qianyue's safety, Su Qianyue is not a mindless person. She has a sense of propriety.

"Well, call me if you have anything." Feng Ming nodded and turned to go out.

Wait until the room completely quiet down, Su shallow month this just slowly open that cloth bag, just opened, her eyes is a meal.

Then red lips gently evoke a pleasant smile.

What lies in the cloth bag is some sugar wrapped in paper. The appearance of the sugar has a strong sense of modernization. I don't know what method was used to make the thin sugar look strange.

Su Qianyue twists a round candy with a smile at the corner of her mouth, remembering what Yancheng said just before she left.

"Silly boy." She shakes her head and smiles helplessly. For Yan Cheng, she has more of a mother's helpless psychology towards her rebellious child. Now when she sees this candy, she feels inexplicably that Yan Cheng is still a little human.

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