Mo Xiaoxuan tilted his head slightly and looked at Yu Nianying with wide eyes. The sneer on the corner of his mouth was so obvious that he disliked her obesity.

Watching Yu Nianying, who was dressed in a wedding robe, leading the bride into the house, and listening to the ridicule of more and more people around her, the past scenes unfolded in her mind.

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Yu Nianying said: "My hometown is called Fengxian City. Although there is no vast prairie, it is picturesque. I believe you will like it."

Yu Nianying said: "My hometown is most famous for its food. There is a snack street in the city. How about I take you to try those snacks in the future?"

Yu Nianying said: "You are very different from the women in your hometown. They are always sentimental about spring and sad about autumn, but you have a straightforward and cheerful personality, like a sunflower in the sun."

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At this moment, Mo Xiaoxuan suddenly didn't understand why she was standing here, why she went from Muma City to Fengxian City, and why she turned her innocent self into such an embarrassing situation.

More and more people pointed at Mo Xiaoxuan and ridiculed her. They said she wanted to become a phoenix. They said she was as fat as an elephant. They said she should be bumped to death for being so shameless...

Mo Xiaoxuan turned around, as if she couldn't hear everyone's words, her heart was broken, and she walked forward step by step. She thought she had no love left in her life.

People in Muma City said that if a person cannot die in his hometown, he will become a lonely ghost and cannot return home, but Mo Xiaoxuan no longer has the strength to walk back, let alone the face to see his parents.

So, she cried and ran all the way, and finally saw a big river in front of her. She thought that this place was so lively, and after she died, she would have someone to accompany her as a water ghost, so she would not be too lonely.

I just didn't expect that even death is not so free, and a girl with the beauty of a country, uh ~ it was Murong Qianqian of course, would let her go back to ask her parents.

She pondered for a long time, and finally felt that her parents had severed the blood relationship with her, and she had no father or mother, so it didn't matter.

After listening to the whole story, Murong Qianqian sighed for a while, and finally concluded with one sentence, "Miss Mo, you used the last idiom well."

"..." Mo Xiaoxuan drank two cups of tea, calmed down for a while, raised his head and said dullly: "Which one is Miss Murong talking about?"

Murong Qianqian smiled shyly, twirling her hair with her slender green onion fingers, "Why do you have the nerve to say it yourself? It's you who said that, saying that the person's parents would be able to rule the country."

"Pfft~" Mo Xiaoxuan spat out a mouthful of tea.

She told this story for several hours. After listening to it, the girl in front of her not only refused to express sympathy for her experience, but in the end...

Later, Mo Xiaoxuan looked back on his experiences and suddenly realized that he had been in a bad time and met unkind people.

After listening to this bloody tear-jerking plot, Murong Qianqian went back to the guest room, washed up, and fell asleep. It was already the ugly hour of the second day.

Because her biological clock had passed, although she was extremely sleepy, she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. She also thought that since it was rare to leave the palace this time, she should do something meaningful.

Immediately, he got up and walked to the door of Xuanyuan Yao's guest room. The door was just lightly closed and opened with a slight push.

Walking to the bed, Murong Qianqian saw Xuanyuan Yao lying on the bed through the gauze curtain, and then suddenly realized that it was not dawn yet.

But one of my daughter's family ran into a man's room in the middle of the night, which seemed a bit awkward, and she hurriedly prepared to retreat.

However, with the bright moonlight, the silver light spilled in through the half-opened window lattice, and the delicate facial features looked like a dream in the night.

Although his eyes are closed and not as vivid as during the day, such a peaceful face is like an ink painting, which makes people feel lost.

Murong Qianqian stared blankly for a long time, very puzzled as to why Xuanyuan Yao could look so suave, handsome and unrestrained.

Especially without that gentle smile, the whole person in his sleep looks deeper and colder, which makes people even more...sexy.

Yes, it’s the lust that makes you obsessed.

It might be that her head was knotted, or some nerve was twitched, so Murong Qianqian couldn't help but lift the curtain, and then put her face forward.

But she approached him very innocently, and then looked at him very carefully, and suddenly sighed in her heart, it was a pity that such a handsome man had his sleeves cut off.

Curling her lips, Murong Qianqian still maintained her last bit of sobriety. After molesting Xuanyuan Yao in her heart, she lowered the curtain and slowly took a step back.

However, just as the front foot landed and the back foot was still in mid-air, I suddenly heard a slight noise coming from the bed.

I saw Xuanyuan Yao turning sideways, supporting his head with one hand very elegantly, and chuckled: "The Queen will not take another look?"

Murong Qianqian's feet weakened, and she tripped over the chair behind her and fell.

Xuanyuan Yao continued to maintain the posture of holding his head with one hand, and the smile on his lips became deeper and deeper, "In the dead of night, the queen suddenly broke into my guest room. I don't know what she was doing?"

Murong Qianqian felt that a woman broke into a man's room in the middle of the night just to discuss charity matters. She probably would not believe such a reason, let alone the perverted Xuanyuan Yao.

After thinking about it for a while, she decided to pretend to be asleep and pretend that she didn't know anything Xuanyuan Yao said.

"The Queen is silent. Could it be that she is really thinking about me and wants to take advantage of me to get things done while I am sleeping?" Xuanyuan Yao smoothed down his long, loose hair.

Murong Qianqian gritted her teeth and remained silent, cursing in her heart, what a nonsense!

Xuanyuan Yao stood up slightly and prepared to get out of bed, "Since you are already here, Queen, don't be embarrassed, or maybe you are lying there because you want me to take the initiative."

The corners of her lips twitched, Murong Qianqian really wanted to hit herself to death with a piece of tofu, but she just wished that there was only a chair next to her.

Thinking about it, it would be too painful to bump into the pieces of wood, and I didn’t know whether I would faint or not. If I broke my beautiful face, how could I explain it to my fans, so I simply gave up and continued to pretend to sleep.

Xuanyuan Yao put on his shoes, lazily stood up and walked forward, with a smile on his face and said: "It is already late August, the autumn is deep, although the floor is much wider than the bed, but after doing this kind of thing, I am afraid of getting cold.

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Hearing these words, Murong Qianqian guessed that she had cramps. The hands hidden in her sleeves were trembling, and her body was subconsciously rubbing outwards.

After rubbing it, she suddenly felt that the corner of her clothes seemed to be caught by something. Murong Qianqian carefully opened her eyes, but the light was too dim and it was just a ball of darkness.
Chapter completed!