Min Huizhu is already a frequent visitor to this village, usually before coming at night, as long as Qin Wuyan is here, the guards will not stop her.
Min Huizhu held back her anger, pushed open the bedroom door, and stepped into the dark bedroom.
As soon as he entered the door, he was hugged from behind and pressed against the door panel, the voice of "Qin Wuyan" rang in his ears: "I haven't been here for seven days."
The voice clearly belonged to Qin Wuyan, Min Fuhuizhu lay on the door panel, panting: "You miss me?"
The man just tore up her clothes anxiously, kept moving, but stopped talking.
This temperament is clearly also Qin Wuyan's. He always ignores her, says a few words when he's in a good mood, and ignores her when he's in a bad mood.
But Min Huizhu firmly wanted an answer in her heart to prove her inner guess. She turned her head persistently, wanting to look back: "Qin Wuyan, answer me, you obviously miss me, right?"
"Qin Wuyan" raised his hand to cover her eyes, and turned her head away.
Min Huizhu's body became weak: "You... If you don't want me, why do you calculate so clearly that I haven't been here for seven days?"
She asked over and over again: "You obviously already have feelings for me, right? I am a saint, and I have never liked anyone in my life, but I only have feelings for you.
I know you mind if I've been with Zhuang Huaisen, but I had no choice but to, and at that time, I didn't expect to meet you.
Ever since I met you, I never want to have anything to do with Zhuang Huaisen again..."
Qing Huan was locked in this dark compartment all day long, only when Qin Wuyan and Min Huizhu were not in the Zhuangzi, could she occasionally go out for activities in the yard, most of the time she could only stay in the house, although there was food and drink Drinking money, you no longer have to serve so many rich and wealthy patrons, but this kind of life is a bit too lonely for people who have always been in the bustling scene of red willows and greenery.
And he is used to dealing with those patrons all day long, so it's good to have someone to talk with, it's much better than being bored by himself.
Qing Huan didn't have much culture, and she didn't have any other hobbies. She thought it was good at first, but as time went on, she became a bit bored.
Moreover, in the past, they were served by old women and old men, but now that they finally meet a stunning woman, naturally they dare not forget it, and look forward to her arrival all day long.
But thinking of her status as an ant, Qing Huan calmed down.
There are layers of guards outside guarding him. A person like him who struggles in the fence is not good at anything else, but he has learned to cherish his life.
Qing Huan was dizzy from the impact of Min Huizhu's confession, but at the end, Qing Huan's head calmed down a little bit, and then a wave of rage rose:
This woman turned out to be a saint.
The woman he played with turned out to be a saint worshiped by the people of Moon City!
Shouldn't saintesses be pure and pure, abide by their true nature, and live a noble and pure life?
He has never seen the true face of the saint. On certain days every year, the saint travels to the top of the snow-capped mountains to pray for the common people. There are huge crowds of people on both sides of the road, and the worshipers are overwhelming. They are all grateful for the dedication of the saint, but they do not expect......
She was so unsightly and filthy in private, not only had an unusual relationship with the leader of the Min Mansion, but also had an improper relationship with the high priest who could be her father...
Now, Cheng Yihuan is still under him.
On the surface, a woman who looks so invincible and aloof, turns out to be such an unbearable person.