Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife

Because the piano club does not start until after dark, most people have not yet come, and there are not many people by the lake.

There are only three people in this pavilion: Yan Ziyu and her little girl. Ning Xuemo opened her throat and shouted at Hu Bohaomiao: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ..."

The sound was clear and long, and spread far away. The mountains in the distance seemed to respond: "Ahhhhhh ..."

Ning Xuemo's sudden throat scared Yan Ziyu, and she opened her eyes and looked at her: "Xue Xue, you?"

Ning Xuemo pulled her hand so that she also faced the lake, and said with a smile: "Zi Xie, you can also call with two throats to try! Very comfortable!"

As soon as Yan Ziyan's eyes lighted up, she did have a desire to yell, but a girl shouting here was out of form, just because her father knew and wanted to miss her ...

That little girl-in-law persuaded Yan Ziyu to stop shouting for the same reason.

Yan Ziyu was hesitating there, and Ning Xuemo said freely: "People live for themselves. As long as they don't exceed your bottom line, why care too much about others' eyes?"

Regardless of Yan Ziyu, Lin Hu shouted a few more throats, but she felt that the block in her heart had been eliminated a lot.

There were still people by the lake. Ning Xuemo's throat attracted countless eyes. Ning Xuemo didn't care, she stood there with her eyebrows, and she was full of energy.

Yan Ziyu finally got excited. She also stood with Ning Xuemo and screamed at the lake.

After all, everyone is a lady, and the voice is still a bit quiet, and I dare not let go. But that's it, and I feel quite comfortable.

Ning Xuemo encouraged her with a smile: "Speak louder!" Then she opened her voice and shouted again.

Yan Ziyu took a breath and finally set aside her scruples and shouted at the lake.

Once you yelled for the first time, the more you shouted, the more vigorous you became, and the more you shouted, the more comfortable you were!

Yan Ziyu obviously had something in her mind. After shouting like this, her eyes were also brightened.

"What are you doing ?!" A sudden voice added.

Yan Zijie stiffened, shouted half of her throat and got back into her throat. She slowly turned around. He pursed his lips: "Master."

Ning Xuemo also turned to take a look, frowned slightly.

Behind the gazebo stood two people, one man and one woman.

The man looked like he was about 20 years old. He was handsome and elegant, wearing a lake-blue robe. At this moment, his dark eyes fell on Yan Ziyu, his eyebrows were light and light, apparent to her Shouting disapproval.

The woman was also sixteen or seventeen years old, with a beautiful and elegant appearance, and was full of strong scrolls. She held a piano in her arms and saw Yan Ziyu look back. . "

Yan Zijie, who has always been enthusiastic about people, cooled down, and the young lady was imposing: "Which is your sister ?! Don't climb relatives!"

The woman bowed her head slightly. "Yes, miss."

"Zi Lui!" The man's eyes darkened, and Jun's face was slightly heavy.

Yan Zijie looked up at him with a raised head: "What about me? Am I wrong? My father is just my biological daughter. She is just a right daughter. How is she entitled to call my sister?"

The man glanced at her and said coldly, "Yan Ziyu, you are too much!"

Yan Zijie's face rose slightly: "I don't overdo it! You and I don't need to interrupt you! You are just my luthier, do you really want to teach me everything ?!"