Chapter 227

Chu Yunyao shook the pink purse in her hand, and held it up in front of Mo Lingyuan like offering a treasure: "Nan Yan is really the most talented and beautiful woman I have ever seen, a perfect woman with a noble heart and many talents."

"Do you like her?" Mo Lingyuan frowned unhappily, and snatched the pink purse into his hand: "I gave you two purses, and I bought you off, and you kept saying good things about her." .

I gave you so many things, which one is not worth more than these two junk?

Why didn't I hear you praise me half a word? "

"That's different." Chu Yunyao was secretly happy when she saw that the topic just now had been deviated unconsciously.

This man is scary when he is angry, but he will be fine after a little coaxing.

"Why is it different?" Mo Lingyuan seemed to have a grudge against those two purses, rubbing and rubbing, his fingers picking at the thread on it pickily, "Is it the things I gave you that are not good?

Or do you not like it and only like what she sends? "

"I like it, I like it, I like it all." Chu Yunyao wanted to rescue the purse from him, but Mo Lingyuan held it desperately, and refused to let go, "The things you gave are indeed very valuable, but you can't despise them." Nanyan gave me my purse.

She sewed this up stitch by stitch, so the courtesy is light and the affection is heavy.

Although I didn't thank you in a serious way, I often cook for you, and I even saved your life, which one is not more valuable than praising you? "

Mo Lingyuan's brows straightened immediately, and his dark eyes were as bright as stars, glittering and translucent.

"Then, do you like me more than Nan Yan?" Mo Lingyuan asked tentatively.

"I like them all." Chu Yunyao didn't know what to think of, and narrowed her eyes with a smile.

"Do you understand what I mean? The liking I said is not what you think it is, but another kind of liking..." Mo Lingyuan lowered his voice, his ears were slightly red, and he felt it was difficult to speak.

Mu Qing sat firmly on the driving seat, shouting frantically in his heart: Lord, that's not liking, it's love.

Don't be innocent, don't be shy at the critical moment, just go straight to it.

The young lady touched you, hugged you, and kissed you. She must have a good impression of you.

At times like this, you have to be shameless, shameless, and unsuitable for children...

Young madam is such a nervous woman, you ask so tactfully, you will never get the answer you want in this life! !

"Then what kind of like do you like?" Chu Yunyao propped her head on her arms: "People of your age are really awkward. I like Nanyan very much. If she can become my little aunt, I will like her even more."

"Little, little aunt?" Mo Lingyuan's eyes lit up, "You mean, Nan Yan and Wen Tingyun are in love?"

"My uncle is very fond of her..."

"That's good, that's great." Mo Lingyuan heard that Nan Yan was taken by Wen Tingyun, as if he had thrown off a heavy burden, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Wen is gentle and elegant, with a good appearance. With a noble temperament, it is really a good match with Nanyan."

"Yes, yes, I think so too." Chu Yunyao nodded frequently, "The two of them always give me a feeling of detachment from the world, as if they are immortals who came to this world to escape the calamity."

"What about me? How does it feel to have me in your heart?" Mo Lingyuan pretended to ask casually.

"Like a father like a brother."

Mo Lingyuan: "..."

After a moment of silence.

Mo Lingyuan: "Like father, like brother, what do you mean?"

"Sometimes I think you are like my father, and sometimes I think you are like my brother, especially when you are kind to me." Chu Yunyao looked at Mo Lingyuan with a smile, her eyebrows were curved, and her eyes were clear and pure, like sparkling spring water.

Mo Lingyuan almost spat out a mouthful of blood...