Chapter 4702

Hu Yueru could clearly see that even when talking to Mo Siyu, Fu Sheng was very polite, but with one hand behind his back and the other in front of him, he deliberately kept a distance from others, which didn't look too much Friendly, but not too distant...

Such a well-proportioned and well-mannered man, when he saw Xiang Yi, not only did not avoid suspicion, but also took advantage of Xiang Yi's drunkenness, he naturally put his palm on Xiang Yi's shoulder, and helped her onto the bed. Carriage, taking advantage of the night, the lonely man and widow sent him back to the Mo residence...

The people of the Mo House trust Fusheng so much, aren't they afraid that Xiangyi's reputation and reputation will be ruined if getting along with Fusheng?

"What are you looking at? They've all gone away." Just as Hu Yueru was thinking wildly, a voice behind him broke the calm in the courtyard, "Even if you see the flowers, they won't be able to come back."

When Hu Yueru turned her head, she saw Mo Chengyue jumping in from the courtyard wall.

She was so frightened that she quickly closed the courtyard door, and scolded in a cold voice: "It's so late, what are you doing here?"

"I haven't seen you for a day, and I was thinking about it, so I came here by night." Mo Chengyue stood at the same place, far away from her, not daring to get too close to her, glanced across the yard, and said, "There is a gap here. A pot of orchids should be placed over there with a pot of peonies."

Hu Yueru looked at the person in front of her quietly, he really did what Xiang Yi said just now.

With a thought, the fine and dense pain like a needle prick still spread from her heart. She wanted to endure it at first, but that person stood in front of her so brightly, smiling at herself, that smile was clean and Affectionately, seeing the heat in her eyes, the pain became more severe, and it seemed that the pain in all limbs was not mine...

Thick cold sweat broke out on her forehead, her fingers were pressing on her chest, her feet seemed to be on the tip of a knife, she couldn't even stand firmly, and her whole body was crumbling.

Mo Cheng Yuefei stepped forward, picked her up, put her on a chair and sat back, took out a pill from his arms, and fed it to her lips: "Eat it quickly."

Hu Yueru quickly swallowed the pill into her stomach, the lingering pain was better, her face was pale, and she gasped heavily.

Mo Chengyue didn't dare to approach her, let alone touch her, so she took two steps back and asked, "Your angina seems to be getting worse."

After finishing speaking, Mo Chengyue quickly realized that a trace of joy appeared on his face, which was soon replaced by distress.

The more she likes him, the more painful her heart will be. If one day she doesn't like him, it's impossible to feel anything.

As soon as the words fell, Hu Yueru's pale face turned red, her mind was peeped through, she became more and more embarrassed, she lowered her eyebrows and was unwilling to look at him again, and drove away: "You go, don't Come find me again."

Mo Chengyue retreated a little further, and asked, "I was afraid that you might not be used to living in Jincheng when you first came here, so I came to see you."

"Are you deliberately wanting to see me hurt to death?"

"I'm sorry, I'll be leaving soon, and I won't come to see you often in the future." Mo Chengyue's eyes were full of tenderness, and he asked, "Are you still used to living here? It's shabby here, and it can't be compared with your Saintess Palace." .”

"If you're not here, I'll get used to it." There was a hint of resentment in the woman's voice.

Mo Chengyue: "..."

Mo Chengyue ignored her cynicism: "I was the one who kidnapped you here, you are not doing well, I feel uneasy, and you refuse to accept my arrangement and help, I feel even more uneasy.

You have always had your own principles, and I am afraid that I will offend you if I make decisions without authorization, and I am also afraid that you will not want to see me even more, so..."