Chapter 439

Mo Lingyuan became more and more uneasy, took a deep breath, rubbed her heart, and said in a calm voice, "When did you have this heart disease?"

Chu Yunyao secretly laughed.

I didn't expect Mo Lingyuan to be so big and so easy to deceive.

He actually believed what she said.

Seeing his serious expression, Chu Yunyao opened his mouth to lie, "It's only after being with you. The master who taught me medicine said that I have a disease, and the man I like can't blame me. If one day, that If a man betrays me, I will turn my hair into snow and die of heartache."

Mo Lingyuan: "..."

Although Mo Lingyuan is innocent, he is not stupid.

There are many intractable diseases in this world, but I have never heard of such a disease.

What's more, even if she has this kind of illness, she didn't see her in pain last night, but today it hurts so badly.

Why did this girl come to eat breakfast with him, but to repay his kindness in a different way.

Mo Lingyuan withdrew his hand, "The weather is cold, don't get sick from the cold."

Chu Yunyao: "..."

Chu Yunyao raised her eyebrows in surprise, and put down the beads in her hand, "She actually sent me a letter?"

After receiving the letter, he took out the letter paper inside, read the ten lines at a glance, and couldn't help but sneered: "Well, you Chu Qingze, you really are an old fox."

Bao'er raised her eyes in surprise, "Miss, what happened again?"

Chu Yunyao angrily tore the letter to pieces, "While hanging on to Yun Che, he will only get his food and grass after betrotting his daughter to him, and at the same time contacted the people from the south to inquire about Yun Che's news, I began to doubt my identity and wanted to resell the food to other people.

He had a good plan, he would sell to whoever had the highest price, trying to get two favors with one grain. "

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In the middle of the night, the cold wind howled.

The faint candlelight in the bedroom flickered, as if it might go out at any moment.

A tall figure came in through the open window.

Through the thin gauze curtain, the man looked at the woman lying on her side, her black hair was scattered on the satin pillow, her slender body was wrapped in the thick quilt, and her sharp and cold eyes changed unconsciously. Be gentle.

Feng Shaojin lifted the gauze curtain, and sat down on the edge of the bed, the corners of her lips curled up in a coquettish arc, staring at the back of her head affectionately, with a doting and joyful voice: "I knew it, you don't want me to be Shoot and kill."

He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch her shoulder: "Weiwei, I..."

Before the fingers touched her, they were held by a pair of slender and soft hands. The lying woman turned around, and a strange face was exposed in front of him...