Chapter 149

"Well, well, I'm not bothering you. You live here and don't go anywhere, OK?" Cold ink Ze coax way.

Liu Rushuang snorted and entered the room.

Qing'er should not be moved!

She can't leave here until qinger's injury is healed!

Qinger, you should wake up quickly!

Han Mo Ze sighed a few times, reserved room 2, and Liu Rushuang lived next door.

Frost son, I can't break up with you!

I love you!

When having a meal, Han Moze went to the door of No.1 room and said, "frost son, can I come in and have dinner with you? Believe me, I won't let you and qinger get any more hurt. Don't be angry with me, OK

Frost son, when can you get back together with me!

Liu Rushuang opened the door, looked directly at Han Moze, and said in a cold voice, "don't apologize. You are not wrong. I was threatened by you to stay in the palace for such a long time. Now I want to understand that I should not be with you again. Hehe, I made up my mind not to marry you, but I was defeated by myself. I am so cowardly."

Liu Rushuang's red eyes were cold: "get out of here! I won't be fooled by you again

"Pa!" Liu Rushan said and slammed the door.

Han Mo Ze looks at the door in front of him rigidly, tightly closed, when can this door open for him?

His heart aches!

Cruel heart!

Han Moze knew that Liu Rushuang was in a bad mood and didn't disturb him much. He only said, "frost son, I will wait for the day when you forgive me!"

In the evening, Han Moze took out his flute and played it.

I hope the sound of the flute can make you feel better.

The flute sound is fresh and elegant, the melody is slow and beautiful, just like the Ding Ling of a stream, which makes people relaxed and happy, and is not intoxicating

Han Moze's flute sound can be called a masterpiece.

The sound of the flute is melodious, crisp and soft corresponding, euphemism and clearness coexist.

Like the sounds of nature, pleasant heart and spleen!

But the more Liu Rushuang next door listened, the darker her face became.

The tyrant thought she would go back with him when he played the flute?

No way!

But see green son frown tight brow to loosen a few, did not go next door to clean up the cold ink Ze.

Han Moze escaped a disaster because of Qing'er.

The melodious sound of the flute affects the afterglow of the setting sun, as if the petals of ten thousand flowers are falling in the sky one after another, embellishing the dignified picture into the artistic conception of a dream.

Liu Rushuang's face slowly became clear, and the flute sound was really good.

Why does that tyrant have everything?

After a long time, the sound of the flute stopped and a sentence came from the next room: "frost son, have a rest early, I love you."

Then there was no sound.

Liu Rushuang heard that sentence, I love you, heart puzzling for a while.

Then she took a hard breath. She could never fall in love with that tyrant!

Two days later, Qing'er woke up pale and said, "Miss..."

Liu Rushuang was shocked, and immediately left the chair and went to qinger's side. He said happily, "qinger, you finally wake up!"

Qing'er felt the pain behind her and tried to move her legs, but she found she couldn't move. She couldn't help crying: "Miss, is Qing'er disabled? Wuwu... "

Liu Rushuang wiped qinger's tears and said gently, "qinger, there are some problems with her right leg. Don't worry, miss, I will try my best to cure you."

Qinger reluctantly lifted up the corner of his lips and said with a smile, "Miss, Qing'er is very satisfied if he is still alive."

"Silly girl!" Liu Rushuang touched Qing'er's hair and cried and laughed.

Qing'er said with a smile: "Miss, Qing'er is still alive. It's really happy! Qing'er can see the young lady again and see a lot of interesting things. "

Liu Rushuang said with a smile: "in the future, where do you want to play, miss will agree, but pay attention to safety."

Qing'er is very happy and the most important thing is to be strong.

Liu Rushuang feels warm in her heart and feels Qing'er's hair in pain.

Qinger, how lovely.