Liu Yanqing never dreamed that he would encounter such a rogue Nangong Su. As a generation of talented people in Lingjiang City, it is a gentleman's justice to unintentionally save others from the siege, but I didn't expect that person to yell who wants you to be in the limelight. I don't do this kind of help. Just when he was about to leave, the guy somehow asked Liu Yanqing to compensate for his dignity by living in his mansion.
Yan Qing thought that the Liu family was also a reputable aristocratic family in the Lingjiang area, and seeing that Nangong Su was well-dressed and not like a bastard, she let him stay here for the sake of face.
Unexpectedly, in the days that followed, I felt more and more that that guy was a scoundrel. He repeatedly ran away from the matchmaker who came to work for him, and ran to his room when he had nothing to do. As a result, he only wore a thin underwear to look at people every time. Yan Qing even felt that the way Nangong Su looked at her was getting more and more strange, but he couldn't tell the reason.
Suddenly, seven years have passed. The seven-year itch cannot be forgotten without thinking about it.
He also said that it was the Lantern Festival of the year, and the fireworks were rising, and the night suddenly turned into daylight. The man stood in the dimly lit place, looking back at dusk and smiling sweetly. We missed each other so much time, only to find that the person who loves us is by our side and has never left.