MTL - The Boss Wears a Book To a Woman-Chapter 228 nothing more

Qiao Yun lowered his eyes, took the teacup handed over by Nan Jun with both hands, and said hesitantly, "I...can I go to your study to read?"

This made Qiao Yun feel guilty. He didn't like reading since he was a child, so he only knew some words. Nan Jun's study room was full of military books and history books, and he couldn't bear to read them at all.

But if he didn't go to the study room, how could he find out if his paintings were in Nanjun's place?

In fact, Qiao Yun was also a little scared in his heart. If he really confirmed that the woman in front of him who doted on him so much was his enemy, would he still be able to stab her directly into her chest like before?

"Of course, you can go wherever you want. If you don't like the books in the study, I will ask the butler to buy you some books to read."

Nan Jun's eyes flickered, and he nodded in response.

Qiao Yun is not a child who is good at lying. When he dodges his eyes and pretends to be serious, he must be tricky.

It's just that Nanjun is happy to spoil him, even if he knows his little thoughts, it doesn't matter.

Seeing Nan Yun's agreement, Qiao Yun's small face was filled with joy, but when he met those doting eyes, Qiao Yun couldn't help feeling guilty.

"You... have you forgotten?"

"what?"

Nan Jun took a sip of tea, but didn't hear what Qiao Yun said.

"Have you forgotten that I'm going to kill you?"

Qiao Yun stared at Nan Jun with a puffy face and asked.

"How can your three-legged cat's kung fu kill me?"

Nan Jun smiled indifferently, because she knew Qiao Yun's nature, she never had to be on guard against him.

"You... are you a fool, the dignified king of Zhennan? Are you not afraid that I will poison this tea and kill you?"

Qiao Yun glared at Nan Jun like iron and steel, and pointed at the kettle that Nan Jun was about to touch.

Nan Jun poured himself another cup of tea, and said leisurely, "You don't know how to do it."

You can give up your life for Nanjun, so why are you willing to poison her tea?

"Why do you trust me?"

Qiao Yun looked at Nan Jun blankly, he actually wanted to ask her why she was so nice to him.

In this world, no one has ever indulged him so much.

"Because you are Yun'er!"

Because you are Yun'er whom I have loved for hundreds of years!

"That's all?"

"That's all."

"I…"

Qiao Yun wanted to say something, but felt that everything she said now seemed extremely pale, so she stopped.

"Are you hungry?"

Nan Jun stood up and said as he walked in, "I'm going to change, and then we'll go to the front hall for dinner."

Qiao Yun stared at the figure that flashed into the screen, clenched his hands involuntarily, and a strange color flashed in his eyes that he didn't even notice.

It is no secret in the aristocratic family in Beijing that a delicate young master lives in the Zhennan Prince's Mansion.

Those princes and ministers who wanted to become relatives with Nan Jun sent their servants to inquire about the relationship between the young master and the world-renowned Zhennan King.

It's just that the servants in the main courtyard of Zhennan Prince's Mansion are all sons of the family, and they are loyal to the master. No matter how much money they have, they can't find any useful news.

"Nothing to do this afternoon, I can take you around the street."

Nan Jun seemed to be unintentional, but his eyes secretly glanced at the look of the little man.

Qiao Yun was overjoyed, and turned around to reach for his sword hanging on the shelf, with a bit of joy in his tone.

"I only heard that Jingzhong Street is extremely lively, but I have never seen it before!"

Nan Jun took the sword from Qiao Yun's hand, and said with a doting smile, "I'm just going out for a stroll, you don't need to bring this..."

Qiao Yun said with a straight face: "No, your reputation is so bad, there must be many enemies outside, what if someone wants to kill you?"

"Does Xia Qiao want to protect me?"

Nan Jun was very relieved, he finally did not treat him in vain, at least he already knew that he would protect her.

Qiao Yun's face froze, and he turned his face away uncomfortably: "Your life is mine. Before I defeat you, no one can hurt you."

Qiao Yun no longer needs to use the word "kill". Perhaps, he no longer wants to kill Nanjun in his heart.

"We went out of the house in disguise, and no one could recognize it."

Nan Jun hung up Qiao Yun's sword again, and ordered the servant outside to come in to comb his hair and change his clothes. Before leaving the mansion, Nan Jun still found a veil for Qiao Yun to wear on his face.

"With such a dress, there is a bit of a beauty."

Nan Jun clicked his lips on purpose, seeing Qiao Yun glaring at her with blushing ears, he immediately felt better.

The two walked out of the Zhennan Prince's Mansion together, just like a couple who just got married, only looking at them from a distance, they are really a couple.

"Wow... This man is stronger than the master, he can breathe fire!"

Holding the snacks and gadgets Nan Jun bought for him, Qiao Yun shrank his head and stared at the trickster in the crowd, not forgetting to sigh a few times.

Nan Jun felt sour in his heart. If nothing happened to the Qiao family, he would still be a young master who was raised in the palm of his hand!

"Wow... There are so many interesting things here, that... Evil... Nanju, I want to play with that..."

Qiao Yun was used to slandering Nanjun as a devil in his heart, so he almost made a mistake.

Nan Jun raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a bad expression, "Call out to Sister Jun, and I'll take you there."

That hoop is a small game that has been common since ancient times. Nan Jun didn't care, but Qiao Yun felt itchy in his heart.

"Nan... Sister Yun, you can take Yun'er there!"

Qiao Yun pinched Nan Jun's sleeve with two fingers, and said coquettishly.

Nan Jun stared at the veiled face and suddenly became dazed. He couldn't remember which life he was in. He also hugged her arm like this and acted coquettishly.

"it is good."

The tone was unprecedentedly gentle, and Qiao Yun couldn't help feeling strange.

The way she looked at herself was different from before, as if she was looking at an old friend.

But they didn't know each other before!

Before Qiao Yun could figure it out, Nan Jun had already paid the money and walked over with a stack of wooden rings.

"Here, you can put on whatever you want, and we can buy it if you don't have enough."

Qiao Yun happily took the wooden ring, and put it on all kinds of things on the ground.

After all, he had some kung fu in his body. Although it was not a hundred shots, Qiao Yun's hit rate also made the stall owner sweat.

"Oh! Why can't that little rabbit be caught?"

Qiao Yun muttered while tossing, he actually didn't care about those more valuable items in the eyes of others, he only wanted the wooden rabbit with its small teeth bared.

Looking at the last circle in his hand, Qiao Yun couldn't help but flatten his mouth.

Nan Jun walked slowly behind Qiao Yun and wrapped him in his arms.

Take his hand and hold the last wooden ring together with him.

"Get ready, throw it away!"

After finishing speaking, the wooden circle flew out from the hands of the two of them, and put it straight around the neck of the wooden rabbit, cheers immediately rang out from around.