But when I remembered it, I realized it was vivid in my mind.

It turns out that she and Bo Qingyun have been in contact with each other so many times.

So five years ago, when she was forced to death, it felt particularly painful...

Xia Wan thought of this and lowered her head slightly.

The moonlight hangs high, the dark clouds roll heavily, and the autumn night wind flows by, wiping her hair.

At that moment, Bo Qingyun seemed to see the water at the end of her eyes.

However, it was just a moment, and it was as fast as an illusion.

Looking over again, Xia Wanxin had already raised her eyes and looked over.

The face was charming, cold and alienated, as if she was separated by a barrier, and she looked at him from outside.

"Of course, Brother Feng would not expect something happened to Mrs. Xiao. He would tell me in advance because I was going to try to treat Mrs. Xiao's old illness."

The woman's light voice drifted away with the breeze.

Bo Qingyun looked slightly stunned, then her eyebrows were almost inaudible, and she thought of something almost in a moment: "When you went to the research institute that day, what you took from Yan Liu was the scar repair potion she recently released?

”

Xia Wanxin looked at him without any hesitation.

She just mentioned it casually and he thought of it instantly.

Was he scheming enough, or was he more alert to her every move than she thought?

My mind was constantly changing, and it took only a few seconds to face. Xia Wanxin pulled her lower lip: "Yes, fortunately Mr. Bo saw it, which proves that I did not lie. Now Mr. Bo can believe me, right?"

A woman's smile is like a charming rose, but Bo Qingyun feels like a poppy, hiding addictive magic.

The same face only had a tear mole. Why didn’t he notice it was so dazzling in the past?

A faint light flashed in his eyes, and in a flash, she let go of her wrist and took a step back.

Xia Wanxin felt his breath dissipate and his breathing seemed to be a little smoother.

She looked at him with a smile, and she stood up and turned around and wanted to leave.

Bo Qingyun looked at her back and suddenly said, "You are serious about Xu Changfeng."

For his sake, Xiao Yimei tried to treat Mrs. Xiao, but in recent years, he had long been unable to allow doctors to get close to him.

It is not much easier to treat her than climbing the sky.

Xia Wanxin paused slightly, then turned around and blinked his right eye at him: "Is the air a little sour? I will really misunderstand Mr. Bo said this again."

She shook her red lips wantonly, and her eyes swept across Bo Qingyun's face, and quickly withdrew her back, leaving the corner without any nostalgia.

The wind blew and rolled up dark clouds, gradually covering up the moonlight, and the night became darker.

Bo Qingjun stood there silently, not leaving for a long time, as if he was integrated with the night.

......

Xia Wanxin walked to the door of the hall and just picked up the little sweetheart, someone inside suddenly was surprised: "Madam is awake!"

Not long after this sound, a servant hurried over: "Miss Xia, Madam asked you to take this little lady in."

What she refers to is the little sweetheart.

Xia Wan was a little unhappy.

Before, Xiao Yimei was very targeted at the little sweetheart, but now she is going to see her again. Is it because she is trying to make things difficult for a child again?

She wanted to refuse, but the little sweetheart leaned into her ear and whispered: "Mommy, go and have a look. You still have to treat the strange grandma."

Hearing her nickname for Mrs. Xiao, Xia Wanxin patted her little butt, and thought about it, and then followed her in.

The little star behind her was there, watching her pick up the sweetheart, and silent envy surged in his eyes at that moment.

When he came to his senses, he found that Bo Qingyun had arrived at him at some point and was watching him.
Chapter completed!