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Chapter 53 You just didn't take it seriously and I didn't insist

Xu Chen opened the door, looked at Xiaoqing with a slightly panicked face and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Master Xu, Miss Xu closed the door as soon as she returned to the yard. No matter how I knocked on the door of the yard, the lady didn't respond to me." Xiaoqing said nervously, "Master Xu, go and have a look. I'm afraid something happened to the lady inside!"

Xu Chen frowned and nodded, saying, "Take me there."

Xiaoqing was always nervous on the way. She knew that she knew why Xiao Lian was in such a situation, but she had no choice but to untie the bell. The person who tied the bell was required, so only Xu Chen would solve this problem.

Xu Chen was a little panicked. He just looked at Xiao Lian in the living room and guessed the reason for her abnormal temper, but he didn't dare to confirm that he was not a good guy after all, why would she like me?

When he arrived at the door of Xiao Lian's yard, the gate was closed. Xiaoqing stepped forward and knocked hard: "Miss, Miss! I am Xiaoqing, can you open the door?"

However, there was no movement in the yard. Xiaoqing looked back at Xu Chen in distress.

Xu Chen sighed and said to Xiaoqing: "You are waiting for me here, I will jump in and open the door."

After saying that, Xu Chen took a few steps back and was about to use his internal force to slid across the yard wall.

"Mr. Xu, you don't have to open the door for me. I'll just wait for you and the lady at the door. The lady has been in a bad mood these days. I hope you can spend more time with her." Xiao Qing said.

Xu Chen thought for a while and nodded.

I stepped on the white wall as a foot pad and easily jumped into the yard.

As soon as he landed, Xu Chen saw a candlelight flashing by the window of the main room, reflecting the beautiful shadow of his body.

Xu Chen approached the main room, took a deep breath, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Xiaoqing, didn't I tell you not to bother me?"

Xiao Lian's voice came from inside the room, and his voice revealed his haggardness.

Xu Chen didn't know whether he should speak. If Xiao Lian knew it was him after speaking, would he still open the door for him?

Xiao Lian sighed in the room and said slowly: "Forget it, come in."

When Xu Chen heard this, he had to push the door and enter.

There is no light in the living room of the main room, only candles are there at the back of the screen.

The room was full of Xiao Lian's body fragrance, and Xu Chen trembled in his heart as he smelled the smell. He walked around the screen and saw Xiao Lian sitting in front of the dressing table, raising his head, and not looking back at him.

Xiao Lian was wearing a tight-fitting and plain clothes, showing off her graceful figure, and her hair was not tied, and her shawl was scattered and drooped.

Xu Chen took another step forward and couldn't help but be stunned.

There was a painting hanging on the dressing table, and Xiao Lian was staring blankly, and the content inside the painting was a man.

The man in the portrait is wearing a blue shirt, with a jade tie around his waist, and a light green concentric knot hanging next to it. The small round bead tied to the concentric knot is extremely realistic. The man's portrait shows a gentle smile, sword eyebrows, starry eyes, and bright.

Isn’t this what I looked like when I first went to Qingfeng Pavilion?

After a closer look, there was a poem written next to the portrait: The young man did not recognize the taste of sorrow, but fell in love with the upper floor, and forced to say sorrow to write new poems; but now he knows the taste of sorrow, and he wants to say it but he wants to say it but he wants to say it but he says it's cool and autumn.

It was the poem Xu Chen recited when he was in Qingfeng Pavilion.

"Shi Yin's painting function is so superb that she can draw Mr. Xu's face so vividly." Xiao Lian sighed lightly, "This painting was the one I begged her a few days ago, and she softened her heart and gave it to me. Xiaoqing, how do you think this painting is drawn?"

Xu Chen could feel his heart constantly pounding in his chest, and he slowly opened his mouth and said, "It's very good."

As soon as she heard the sound, Xiao Lian's body suddenly stiffened. She turned her head stiffly, looking incredible.

"You, why did you come in?"

With the help of the faint candlelight, Xu Chen saw Xiao Lian's face clearly. His face was pale, his eyes were bloodshot and red and swollen, and he had obviously just cried.

Xu Chen took a deep breath and showed a gentle smile: "Didn't you let me in?"

Xiao Lian turned around and stopped looking at Xu Chen. He said in a trembling voice: "Are you here to make a joke?"

Listening to this delicate voice, Xu Chen couldn't help feeling distressed: "How could it be..."

Suddenly, Xiao Lian's body trembled slightly, she covered her face with her hands and cried.

Seeing this, Xu Chen took a step forward. When he heard the sound, Xiao Lian shouted: "Don't come over!"

In an instant, Xu Chen didn't dare to take another step forward. Now he was in a state of confusion. He really didn't know how to solve this situation. This is not a little girl throwing her temper...

But when he thought of something, Xu Chen couldn't help but gritted his teeth and walked over.

"Didn't I tell you not to come over?" Xiao Lian couldn't help but turn around and shout when he heard the sound.

Looking at Xiao Lian's face with pear blossoms, Xu Chen's thoughts became even more determined, and he directly took Xiao Lian into his arms.

"Why don't you call me wronged, Miss?" Xu Chen said with a smile.

Xiao Lian, who was embraced in her arms, forgot to cry, her body was a little stiff, and she was stunned.

Because Xiao Lian was sitting in the seat, when Xu Chen held her, her whole head was exposed to Xu Chen's vision. Smelling the fragrance of hair, Xu Chen couldn't help but gently stroke her hair.

This was not the first time the two of them had such close contact. When Xu Chen came to Fengqi Town, he had carved Xiao Lian himself, but the two of them had no current emotions and worries at that time.

"Don't you feel guilty when you are like this?" Xiao Lian asked delicately, his body gradually relaxed, and his body weight was leaning on Xu Chen.

“How to say it?”

"Will you let Huang Ying'er down like this?"

Xu Chen was stunned and asked slowly: "How did you know this name?"

"Shi Yin told me."

Xu Chen recalled that she had never mentioned Huang Ying'er's name to Shiyin, and she had never even mentioned her favorite Huang Ying'er. How did she know?

But before she could think deeply, Xiao Lian pulled him back to reality.

"Nothing to say?"

Xu Chen smiled and touched her head, saying, "I didn't let her down, and I'm just holding a crying child. Isn't this comforting her? Isn't this a disappointment?"

"Quote." Xiao Lian said this, but his hand grabbed Xu Chen's red dress. She said, "You are so ugly when you wear this dress."

"No next time."

Xu Chen didn't know whether this was a good or a bad thing, but he didn't want to see Xiao Lian crying when he was worried about his life. She didn't cry weakly when she was holding her neck, but now she burst into tears for herself. He felt really distressed.

"Xu Chen." Xiao Lian slowly stood up, stuffed his head into Xu Chen's arms, and did not dare to look up at him.

Xu Chen's hands subconsciously slid, and he hugged Xiao Lian's soft waist. He felt throbbing in his heart: "What's wrong?"

"Actually, you've liked me a lot of times, have you?"

Xu Chen was suddenly confused. He didn't know how to answer. Do you want to say he didn't like it? But not. She also liked Xiao Lian, but she didn't dare to rise to the relationship between men and women.
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