Teng!

Mo Xi Yan's face turned red.

She pushed Murong Yu away quite uneasily. She didn't want to be gripped by him as soon as she raised her hand. She earned twice, but she couldn't break free.

"Murong Yu, stop playing!"

Don't cherish Yan's deep black eyes, and the tip of his heart trembled slightly. She tried to push the man away again, but she was not as powerful as him. How could she defeat him?

"Why, Miss Mo thinks Ben Wang is playing?"

Murong Yu chuckled, and Jun's face was closer. His breath came to her face, which made her hide and avoid.

Mo Xiyan, who was unprepared, was shocked. Before he could react, he raised his head and looked at Murong Yu.

Never thought, just this eye, but it bumped into his deep black pupil.

"You..."

Her heart missed beating for no reason. Apricot's eyes were inexplicably steamy, hazy and wronged, which made him inexplicably... Want to bully her.

"Why, don't talk?" Murong Yu looked at her stunned appearance, smiled and put his forehead on her.

When his warm breath slapped on her cheek, she calmed down.

Unexpectedly, when I raised my eyes, I saw an enlarged version of a handsome face.

Surprised, she didn't want to. With both hands, Murong Yu fell off the chair with a bang.

"Murong Yu, I didn't mean it."

Mo Xiyan saw that he fell hard and was in a hurry. Unexpectedly, he squatted to Murong Yu's side and checked for him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she squatted down and took his hand, she was pulled into her arms and tightly imprisoned by him before she began to feel her pulse.

"Well, you lied to me."

Mo Xi Yan roared and struggled to get up. He didn't want to be held more tightly by Murong Yu.

"Stop it, it's not like you."

Mo Xi Yan was in a hurry, so he struggled even harder.

"Don't move. Let me hold it."

Murong surrounded Mo Xiyan with his strength, put his chin on the top of her hair and whispered, "just a moment."

At this time, he was 180 degrees different from just now.

Not only the voice is not ambiguous, it has become serious.

Also become tired and weak.

Such a change, let Mo Xi Yan feel soft, and really let him hold it like this.

She doesn't know why Murong Yu did this.

However, she guessed that it should have something to do with his dialogue with Ouyang Zhan just now.

After all, no one can keep calm in the face of his own father's calculation.

Don't mention that he is an ancient person. Even she, a person from the future, will feel uncomfortable.

In addition, the Mo Xi Yan worn by her soul is also unpopular with her father.

And she all received each other's memory.

For a moment, I felt some sympathy for Murong Yujing.

"Cherish Yan, fortunately someone."

After a long silence, Murong Yu's voice sounded again, with vicissitudes and depression.

The sudden warmth warms Mo Xiyan's heart.

Don't want to at this time, the door of the waterside pavilion was opened, and a sound of killing the scenery suddenly sounded.

"You two go on, just as I haven't been here."

With that, the door slammed and was closed again.

Mo Xiyan was shocked and completely woke up.

She yelled, "get up."

Then he shook off Murong Yu's hands and got up quickly.

This time, Murong Yu did not embarrass her, but stood up after she got up.

Seeing that she was almost finished, she sat back again and called out to the outside of the door, "come in."

Wow, the water Pavilion door opened, and Ouyang Zhan stood at the door with a smile on his face.

"Are you having fun?"

He looked left and right, and finally smiled, "if I don't play enough, I can avoid suspicion."

"Avoid? What did you just hear?" Murong Yu poured tea and looked at him coldly.

His words made Mo Xiyan more ashamed and angry.

Damn it, just know it yourself. What are you doing?

Just pretend there's no one outside, can't you?

Let her lie to herself, will she die?

"It's rare to see brother Ziyuan break the precepts. As a brother, I naturally need to care about it."

Ouyang Zhan naturally came in and sat in his original position.

"Speaking of it, how long have you explained it all?"

The tone of his speech was joking. At the same time, the line of sight with deep meaning slowly fell on Murong Yu.

"This can't be done. If you are ill, you have to treat it. If you delay it for a long time, it will be difficult in the future."

There was no yellow between the lines he said.

But in Mo Xi's ears, it is the stimulation of red fruit.

Damn it, you did it!

Ashamed and angry, she glared at Murong Yu, and turned angrily and left.

After she left, Ouyang Zhan laughed, "I said, fifth brother, where did you find that girl? It's so to my taste?"

"It's not a girl, it's a sister-in-law."

Murong Yu seriously corrected him. With his serious and rigid expression, where was the slightest frivolity before?

Ouyang Zhan raised his eyebrows. The differential treatment is really obvious.

However, before he spoke, Murong Yu's cold voice sounded again, "she's mine, you can't covet it."