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Chapter three hundred and eighty fourth marriage six

"Young Master Heng, since you claim to be a piano player, you shouldn't care about this."

Young Master Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, and he held Luo Xingyue's palm and tried slightly, "Miss Luo Er means, am I meddling in other people's business?"

Luo Xingyue lowered her head slightly, her tone light, "Natural."

Young Master Heng sneered, "Hmph, Luo Xingyue, you plotted against me and used me. I have some use, and it also made you forget something you want to forget. Since that's the case, don't try to get out easily."

When Luo Xingyue heard this, she realized that her thoughts that she had hidden very deeply had been clearly seen by the people in front of her. It turned out that only she thought she was hiding very well.

Luo Xingyue's eyes dodged a little, and her body leaned back slightly, "Since Mr. Heng already knows, why let me go?"

"I am happy." Mr. Heng drove his body slightly, closer to Luo Xingyue.

Luo Xingyue naturally felt that Mr. Heng was getting closer and closer. Such intimate behavior made Luo Xingyue feel a little uncomfortable, so she wanted to struggle to leave, but was hugged by Mr. Heng in the moment of struggle, and at the same time the candle in the room was extinguished.

Young Master Heng approached Luo Xingyue's ear and let out a light whisper. The slightly cool heat exhaled at night passed through Luo Xingyue's ears. Luo Xingyue couldn't help but blush. The special fragrance that came to his face made Luo Xingyue feel a little familiar, but was interrupted by a familiar voice.

"Ayue, have you fallen asleep?"

Luo Xingyue heard the familiar call, her eyes lowered, and she opened her mouth to say something, but she finally swallowed it.

Tang Qingzhan stood outside the door, listening to the room without any movement. If it weren't for the fact that the candle fire was extinguished just now, he would have mistakenly thought that Luo Xingyue had been sleeping soundly for a long time.

"Ayue, I have been thinking about it for a long time. Nangong Zhuolin is definitely not a good person. You must not marry into the Nangong Mansion. But this marriage was given by the father. If you want to solve such a problem, for the current plan, you can only win the first place in autumn hunting and ask your father to give him a new marriage." Tang Qingzhan looked at the dark house and imagined that Luo Xingyue had a slight reaction, but the only response to him was silence.

"Ayue, if I win the game that day, I ask my father to give you to me, would you like?"

Luo Xingyue's originally low eyes opened slightly, as if she had a glorious moment, but this scene happened to fall into Young Master Heng's eyes. Young Master Heng's eyes were slightly cold, suppressing his anger.

Luo Xingyue was immersed in her thoughts at this moment, and she no longer knew what kind of feeling the throbbing in her heart was. She just subconsciously opened her mouth, as if she wanted to blurt out some words.

But the words that were about to blurt out were finally submerged in the scorching breath. Luo Xingyue looked at the person close to him in surprise. The burning breath between his lips and the inexplicable familiar fragrance made Luo Xingyue extremely panicked.

Luo Xingyue wanted to break free, but as soon as her hands were resisting, she was fixed on the wall by Mr. Heng. Luo Xingyue struggled to get out, and when she was anxious, her eyes turned red.

"Ayue, what I said today, you are very considering it. I, I will wait for your news."

Tang Qingzhan wanted to turn around and leave, but after just taking two steps, hesitated and stopped. It seemed that there were still words that were not finished. He just looked at the dark room but could not say it. He could only say something irrelevant, "Ayue, you have a rest, I'll leave first."
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