"Why" Oriental poetry was suddenly unhappy.
"Ahem."
Seeing that Dongfang Bo was a little embarrassed, and didn't know what to say to this precious sister, Yan Yanqi couldn't help coughing lightly, and then spoke: "This Dongfang Xiaojie, no matter what, I'm just a servant, this is the rule of Mansion No. 7, it can't be broken, otherwise, the seventh master will be unhappy." ” I have to say that the Seventh Master will always be the best shield, suppressing everyone all the time Hearing this, Dongfang Shiyu's pink lips opened, nodded reluctantly, and then was pressed by Dongfang Bo to eat breakfast.
Seeing this, Yan Yanqi took a deep breath and walked towards the door with the rose in his arms.
Early in the morning, I found such a trouble, and I haven't eaten a bite of food yet, Assi.
Yan Yanqi can actually see that although she has not been in contact with Dongfang Shiyu many times, what she can know is that Dongfang Shiyu is not a bad girl, but she has been spoiled by her family since she was a child, and it is normal to have the temper of a little princess occasionally.
But on the whole, Oriental poetry is very simple, and silly white and sweet are true.
Shaking his head helplessly, Yan Yanqi really regrets it now, he actually listened to Ouyang Zuo's words that day and helped him lead away the oriental poetry.
Walking to the back garden, Yan Yanqi opened his mouth wide, a little surprised.
The back garden is very big, last night, she was here, even if there is a light, but now the back garden and the night still look a lot worse.
In a sunny corner of the back garden, there was a circle of roses surrounded by a fence, and Yan Yan walked over in seven big strides, looked at the delicate roses blooming inside, and sighed twice.
The seventh master is really sullen, a big boy, raising so many roses However, it can also be seen that the seventh master is really a very careful person, and his mind is very delicate, even more delicate than a girl her.
Where she couldn't see, Bo Qichen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a cup of coffee in one hand, wearing a white windbreaker, his eyes lowered, just looking at someone standing there in a daze holding roses below.
The sunlight slanted down, falling on the red roses, and on the side of her face, and it could be seen that Yan Yanqi's skin was a little pink, and the more she looked at it, the less she looked like a boy "Seventh Master, the report is out."
There was a knock on the door, after which the doctor walked in.
Hearing this, Bo Qichen just raised his eyes, but he didn't move, and hummed lightly.
Seeing this, the doctor stood behind him and took the report out of the file bag, to be honest, he didn't have time to read it, after the people in the team tested it and handed it to him, he hurriedly sent it to the seventh master.
Took out the only A4 paper inside, when he saw the last few words, his face changed, he sighed strangely, thinking that he had taken the wrong one, opened the file bag and took a look, it was empty, that is, only the one in his hand "The report shows that Yan Yanqi's test results are inconsistent with the black blood stains that Yan Xiaojie brought back from the seventh master that day" After a pause, the doctor could obviously feel that the seventh master's body was stiff, and the temperature around him was also dropping rapidly, and he swallowed his saliva, "Speaking of speed, that is to say, Yan Yan Qi is not Yan Yan Xiao Master, he has no blood relationship with Yan Xiaojie, and he is not the master of black blood." ”: