How can Shen Xichen give her such hope.

"Shen Qiujin, if you are not my sister, do you think you can stay in Shen Mansion?" He whispered, "Because you are my sister, that's why I treat you like this. Don't have any other thoughts. NS!"

It is impossible for him to fall in love with his sister.

Hearing him say this, the little girl paled again.

If you are not the deterioration of my sister, do you think you can stay in Shen Mansion?

If it weren't for his sister, he would never see her again.

The truth was swallowed back into the stomach by the little girl again.

There was a noise in the front hall, and it was the Mo family who had arrived.

Shen Xichen didn't have time to stop her crooked thoughts at this time, he looked at her.

The girl in front of her has grown into a slim appearance, which is long ago not that small.

The distance between him and her is too close, that's why she has such feelings.

Thinking this way, Shen Xichen waved his hand first: "Send the young lady back to the room."

After all, he went to the front hall without looking back.

The little girl shook her figure looking at him from behind.

The winter wind blew over and made her feel chilly.

In the front hall, Mo Songshu came with the relatives of the Mo family.

The Mo family is a big family with prosperous heirs, and many people come.

Although Shen Xichen still missed his sister, at this time he also worked hard to cope with the wedding banquet.

It wasn't until the willow shoots on the moon that Mo Songshu got up and said goodbye.

After sending the people from the Mo family away, Shen Xichen squeezed his brows and went back to the study to sort out what happened today and the list of people who came to visit today. When preparing to enter the palace tomorrow, discuss with the emperor. See how many of these people can win over.

As it was written, he raised his head and asked the servant on the side: "How is the young lady?"

The servant replied in an orderly manner: "The light in the girl's boudoir has gone out, so I am asleep."

Hearing this answer, Shen Xichen's frowning eyebrows relaxed slightly.

There is really no time to deal with her affairs in these two days, so let's wait a few days.

Her thoughts are absolutely impossible, she must be pulled back.

Shen Xichen finished the list while thinking.

Shang Lu walked in with the hangover soup: "My lord, let's rest early. I will go to the morning court tomorrow."

Shen Xichen put down the pen and reviewed the list again. Only then did he pick up the bowl and finish drinking the sober soup, then stood up and went back to his room.

He didn't like being served by servants. There were relatively few servants in the mansion. After Shang Lu sent him to the room, he bowed and saluted outside the door, turned and left.

Shen Xichen opened the door.

Afterwards, he heard a faint gasp in the dark room.

Shen Xichen's face was slightly dark, and when he was about to call someone, he heard a familiar voice yelling intermittently: "Brother..."

The voice is charming, sweet and sultry.

Shen Xichen was startled, and then immediately walked to the bed.

Through the bright moonlight, he could see the person lying on his bed clearly.

The person was wearing a tulle, and the graceful ** appeared under the tulle. At this time, her face was flushed, her legs twisted uncomfortably, and she was rubbing with the quilt.

There is a faint fragrance of a woman's body spreading to the nose.

The unconscious woman who was tortured by drugs finally waited for the person she wanted to wait for.

She stretched out her arms to him, her charming face was full of spring.

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