Chapter 749

In the monitoring screen, Xia Changyue's smile has disappeared, and her petite body is nestled by Yang Muya's door.

It looks like a child abandoned by his family

He had a sudden depression in his heart, but he could only bear it.

Just when Yan Chengchi's self-control was on the verge of collapse, Yang Muya's door suddenly opened from inside.

She didn't know what to say with Xia Changyue, so she turned slightly and let Xia Changyue follow her into the room.

"Chi Shao, is it me who has a bad eye? Did Yang Muya let Miss Xia into her room? " Jin tezhu suddenly widened his eyes and rushed to the monitor in amazement.

“……” Yan Chengchi's thin lips tightly pursed, did not open his mouth, just staring at the monitor's eyes, more and more deep.

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in the hotel room.

Xia Changyue looks at Yang Muya, who is making tea, standing at a loss.

"Sit down and have a cup of scented tea to warm your body and help you sleep." Yang Muya, carrying two cups of tea, went to the table and motioned Xia Changyue to sit opposite her.

One cup of flower tea, put in front of Xia Changyue, just faint lips.

"I remember you said you had to see me, not for others, but for yourself." Yang Muya took a look at Xia Changyue's long windbreaker, and her pupil flashed.

A trace of doubt passed through his eyes, but he remained silent.

"Will you listen to me?" Xia Changyue holds the flower tea in front of her and looks up at her excitedly.

"I've never seen such a stubborn girl as you. You can tell me a story when you accompany me for two days. If your story can move me, I will consider helping you."

Yang Mu Ya stopped and said again, "but if you can't do it, you must promise me that you won't show up at my door again."

"I promise!" When Xia Changyue heard that she was willing to give her chance, she nodded in a hurry.

But the next second, tangled again.

A story that can move Yang Muya. What kind of story can move her and ask her to help?

"Have you figured out what to say?" Yang Muya is holding a cup of tea, slowly tasting tea, with the light in his eyes.

"Have you ever heard a story about happiness?" Xia Changyue suddenly opened his mouth, did not see the shock of Yang Muya's eyes split in an instant, Wu Zi continued.

"This is a very old story. According to the legend, there was an old couple who were very fond of each other. After many years of marriage, they still looked like they were in their first love..."

Xia Changyue cleared her throat and told her story slowly.

Her voice is very shallow, with strong feelings.

A very simple story, as if all become very real.

"Bang -" Yang Muya's water cup suddenly slipped from the palm.

The cup fell on the table and the hot water splashed on her back.

"Are you all right?"

Xia Changyue was stunned for a moment. When she came back to her mind, she was anxious to take out the paper and wanted to wipe the water drops on her hands.

But just move, Yang Muya but faster step to grasp her wrist.

Her red eyes, with a trace of shock after the madness, hard to grasp Xia Changyue, as if to crush the bones of her hand.

Word by word, "how do you know this story?"

“……” Xia Changyue was holding her hand and frowned with pain.

"Tell me, where did you hear this story? Who told you that! "

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