Family scandals should not be made public. Of course the cunning An Fang knew what was going on inside. The anger and depression accumulated in his chest had reached the point of exploding, but he still remembered to drive Beitang Xian away. This shows the endurance of the old fox!

Beitang Xian's eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes narrowed, and he seemed to be smiling: "It doesn't matter, if Xi'er is sleepy, I will naturally carry her back to the house. Let's deal with the 'haunted' matter in Xiang Xiang's house first, don't talk about Xi'er.

It sounds so scary that even this king is panicking."

The implication is that I just want to see you having fun, and maybe even see a big green hat put on your head with my own eyes.

An Fang's sullen smile was uglier than crying, and secretly glared at An Qixi fiercely. An Qixi was still stupidly nestling in Beitangxian's arms. Who knew the evil smile in the shadow.

"Come here, hit the door!" An Fang's voice suppressed his rage. The two servants tried their best to hit the door, but they accidentally fell to the ground. The door was not opened at all!

The scene that caught my eye was simply shocking and outrageous! Such a huge banging on the door did not pull them out of their passion, they were still moving crazily!

An Qixi was shocked. Not everyone could see this kind of restricted level. She didn't expect them to be so crazy. A pair of dark cat eyes were looking at each other, but there was a look of curiosity and confusion on her little face.

Deep disgust flashed in Beitangxian's eyes, and the unsightly scene made him sick. When he lowered his head, the little person in his arms was watching intently, and his face suddenly changed color. He covered her bright eyes with his big hands,

His voice was cold and cold: "The Prime Minister's family tradition is really strict. I have learned that this Prime Minister's Mansion is really not suitable for outsiders to come, so I will take my leave."

After saying this, Beitangxian hugged An Qixi and turned around to leave with a handsome back. But everyone in the An family looked ashen, and they were so embarrassed now.

An Qixi lay on his shoulder and looked back, with a smile on her lips. She was full of ruffianism and deep and complex, but she also looked a little foolish. Old man An, are you still satisfied with the two cuckolds Qixi gave you? Looking at An's livid hair

With a face full of bloodshot eyes and a ferocious expression that almost vomited blood, An Qixi grinned her red lips heartlessly and giggled.

"Xi'er is in a good mood? You're not afraid of ghosts anymore!" Beitang Xian's cold tone was questioning and cold. To him who was suspicious by nature, today's scene seemed to be carefully planned by someone. What's more, he already suspected that An Qixi was...

Pretending to be stupid!

An Qixi hugged his neck and tilted her head. Her Persian cat-like eyes had a faint light in the night. She looked into his bottomless black eyes. Her tone was childish and she spoke crisply: "Beibei, where is mother?"

Beitangxian's steps froze, and something flashed across his eyes, but it was unpredictable. He had an IQ of seven years old. When An Qixi was seven years old, he remembered that he was lively and cute, like a delicate porcelain doll, always following him there.

The gorgeous woman called sweetly from behind, "Mother, mother, give me a hug."

In the blink of an eye, the woman disappeared without a trace, but the porcelain doll of that year was as stupid as it is today. If she was really stupid, how much of a blow would she have suffered? If she was pretending to be stupid...then, she was

How many humiliations and grievances must you endure before you can turn yourself into a speck of dust without any brilliance?

No matter how cold the doubts were, they all collapsed under those bright eyes. There was a dull pain in my chest, there were hazy memories in my mind, and there was a sweet cry in my ears. The voice was distant and full of dust: "Brother Xian, Xi

I want a hug!"

Beitangxian suddenly felt that something was opened in his heart, and the vague face of the girl who called him gradually overlapped with the lazy and ignorant kitten in his arms, turning into the porcelain doll of the past!

That year, she was seven years old and he was fifteen. That year he hugged her, tender and fragrant. That year, the innocent and lovely Xi'er turned into a mute doll overnight. That year, that year, she was tender and fragrant.

The most beautiful woman suddenly disappeared. That year, he fell in love with a woman named An Chuyi. That year, he walked out of Xiao Xi'er's world and forgot that in his youthful years, there once was a porcelain girl.

The baby in his arms has clear eyes and a sweet smile...

"Xiao Qi can't find her mother." An Qixi's voice was clear and crisp, but it was like a sharp knife, cutting off a string in his heart. It was inexplicable and heartbreaking!

"Xi'er is good..." With endless sighs and melancholy, his hands were gentler than ever before, patting her weak back. Beitangxian himself couldn't explain clearly, knowing that she might be pretending to be stupid, but the young man

The memory of that time suddenly became clear, leaving him unable to escape.

Silent, there are still the roars of An Zang and the cries of women and the begging of men in her ears, but An Qixi is quiet. She is secretly glad that she made the right bet. It turns out that on the shabby bed in An Qixi's room, there are real words carved under the quilt.

It's related to this man.

string!

She traveled through time and saw those words, so clear and blurry, after years of friction and precipitation, and her constant carving, gentle and firm, whether they were printed on the almost rotten bed board, or printed on

In the heart of little An Qixi?

Did she and Beitangxian know each other? What memories did they have? What happened? What did the complicated look in his eyes mean? An Qixi felt that she had walked into a fog, facing Beitangxian's constant suspicion.

After testing, she suddenly felt very tired.

The silence did not come to an end. The white shadow in front of me floated and staggered. As I walked in, I saw clearly the face that was more charming than a peach blossom. Her eyes were deep and affectionate, and I couldn't describe each word: "Xian... Your Majesty,

Please let me explain!"

Beitangxian's wandering thoughts came back, and An Chuyi's pale face made his heart shrink. The hidden love seemed to be tearing apart the disguised coldness and disregard. He couldn't stand her betrayal and ruthlessness, but deep down he wanted to ask her.

,Why? Why abandon and betray their oath!

But in the end, it turned into a ruthless and indifferent rejection: "I... don't need it!"

No need, since he betrayed, then he, Beitangxian, will not ask for it again! He, Beitangxian, can afford it, and what he deserves must be unwavering love. If there is any flaw, then don’t let it go!

An Qixi could see clearly that there was clearly pain and doubt in his eyes, but he was as stubborn and unruly as he was, allowing him to endure such humiliating betrayal! How could this man be so deep if he didn't have love?

He hates An Chuyi so much that he wants to attack An Chuyi with ruthless disregard! Naturally, the family scandal cannot be publicized. Of course the cunning An Fang knows what is going on inside. The anger and depression accumulated in his chest has reached the point of exploding, but he still remembers to drive it away.

Beitang Xian shows the endurance skills of the old fox!

Beitang Xian's eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes narrowed, and he seemed to be smiling: "It doesn't matter, if Xi'er is sleepy, I will naturally carry her back to the house. Let's deal with the 'haunted' matter in Xiang Xiang's house first, don't talk about Xi'er.

It sounds so scary that even this king is panicking."

The implication is that I just want to see you having fun, and maybe even see a big green hat put on your head with my own eyes.

An Fang's sullen smile was uglier than crying, and secretly glared at An Qixi fiercely. An Qixi was still stupidly nestling in Beitangxian's arms. Who knew the evil smile in the shadow.

"Come here, hit the door!" An Fang's voice suppressed his rage. The two servants tried their best to hit the door, but they accidentally fell to the ground. The door was not opened at all!

The scene that caught my eye was simply shocking and outrageous! Such a huge banging on the door did not pull them out of their passion, they were still moving crazily!

An Qixi was shocked. Not everyone could see this kind of restricted level. She didn't expect them to be so crazy. A pair of dark cat eyes were looking at each other, but there was a look of curiosity and confusion on her little face.

Deep disgust flashed in Beitangxian's eyes, and the unsightly scene made him sick. When he lowered his head, the little person in his arms was watching intently, and his face suddenly changed color. He covered her bright eyes with his big hands,

His voice was cold and cold: "The Prime Minister's family tradition is really strict. I have learned that this Prime Minister's Mansion is really not suitable for outsiders to come, so I will take my leave."

After saying this, Beitangxian hugged An Qixi and turned around to leave with a handsome back. But everyone in the An family looked ashen, and they were so embarrassed now.

An Qixi lay on his shoulder and looked back, with a smile on her lips. She was full of ruffianism and deep and complex, but she also looked a little foolish. Old man An, are you still satisfied with the two cuckolds Qixi gave you? Looking at An's livid hair

With a face full of bloodshot eyes and a ferocious expression that almost vomited blood, An Qixi grinned her red lips heartlessly and giggled.

"Xi'er is in a good mood? You're not afraid of ghosts anymore!" Beitang Xian's cold tone was questioning and cold. To him who was suspicious by nature, today's scene seemed to be carefully planned by someone. What's more, he already suspected that An Qixi was...

Pretending to be stupid!

An Qixi hugged his neck and tilted her head. Her Persian cat-like eyes had a faint light in the night. She looked into his bottomless black eyes. Her tone was childish and she spoke crisply: "Beibei, where is mother?"

Beitangxian's steps froze, and something flashed across his eyes, but it was unpredictable. He had an IQ of seven years old. When An Qixi was seven years old, he remembered that he was lively and cute, like a delicate porcelain doll, always following him there.

The gorgeous woman called sweetly from behind, "Mother, mother, give me a hug."

In the blink of an eye, the woman disappeared without a trace, but the porcelain doll of that year was as stupid as it is today. If she was really stupid, how much of a blow would she have suffered? If she was pretending to be stupid...then, she was

How many humiliations and grievances must you endure before you can turn yourself into a speck of dust without any brilliance?

No matter how cold the doubts were, they all collapsed under those bright eyes. There was a dull pain in my chest, there were hazy memories in my mind, and there was a sweet cry in my ears. The voice was distant and full of dust: "Brother Xian, Xi

I want a hug!"

Beitangxian suddenly felt that something was opened in his heart, and the vague face of the girl who called him gradually overlapped with the lazy and ignorant kitten in his arms, turning into the porcelain doll of the past!

That year, she was seven years old and he was fifteen. That year he hugged her, tender and fragrant. That year, the innocent and lovely Xi'er turned into a mute doll overnight. That year, that year, she was tender and fragrant.

The most beautiful woman suddenly disappeared. That year, he fell in love with a woman named An Chuyi. That year, he walked out of Xiao Xi'er's world and forgot that in his youthful years, there once was a porcelain girl.

The baby in his arms has clear eyes and a sweet smile...

"Xiao Qi can't find her mother." An Qixi's voice was clear and crisp, but it was like a sharp knife, cutting off a string in his heart. It was inexplicable and heartbreaking!

"Xi'er is good..." With endless sighs and melancholy, his hands were gentler than ever before, patting her weak back. Beitangxian himself couldn't explain clearly, knowing that she might be pretending to be stupid, but the young man

The memory of that time suddenly became clear, leaving him unable to escape.

Silent, there are still the roars of An Zang and the cries of women and the begging of men in her ears, but An Qixi is quiet. She is secretly glad that she made the right bet. It turns out that on the shabby bed in An Qixi's room, there are real words carved under the quilt.

It's related to this man.

string!

She traveled through time and saw those words, so clear and blurry, after years of friction and precipitation, and her constant carving, gentle and firm, whether they were printed on the almost rotten bed board, or printed on

In the heart of little An Qixi?

Did she and Beitangxian know each other? What memories did they have? What happened? What did the complicated look in his eyes mean? An Qixi felt that she had walked into a fog, facing Beitangxian's constant suspicion.

After testing, she suddenly felt very tired.

The silence did not come to an end. The white shadow in front of me floated and staggered. As I walked in, I saw clearly the face that was more charming than a peach blossom. Her eyes were deep and affectionate, and I couldn't describe each word: "Xian... Your Majesty,

Please let me explain!"

Beitangxian's wandering thoughts came back, and An Chuyi's pale face made his heart shrink. The hidden love seemed to be tearing apart the disguised coldness and disregard. He couldn't stand her betrayal and ruthlessness, but deep down he wanted to ask her.

,Why? Why abandon and betray their oath!

But in the end, it turned into a ruthless and indifferent rejection: "I... don't need it!"

No need, since he betrayed, then he, Beitangxian, will not ask for it again! He, Beitangxian, can afford it, and what he deserves must be unwavering love. If there is any flaw, then don’t let it go!

An Qixi could see clearly that there was clearly pain and doubt in his eyes, but he was as stubborn and unruly as he was, allowing him to endure such humiliating betrayal! How could this man be so deep if he didn't have love?
Chapter completed!