Mo Yan didn't care how angry Mu Feng was. She only knew that she was not happy at all in this cage. Even if Mo Yan had forgotten what joy was a long time ago, she still wouldn't like living like this.
"As long as you can get into other people's eyes," Mo Yan closed his eyes slightly and slowly held the hand in his sleeve.
Maybe people around her think she is as calm as the wind, but who knows the pain and contradiction in her heart? Not to mention her current status as a proton, even if she, Mo Yan, is now a noble princess, she cannot be emotional towards anyone.
Since she was a child, her master has taught her to follow her heart and be worthy of heaven and earth. But Mo Yan knows that although this sentence is simple, it is not easy to achieve at all.
"Others?" Mu Feng laughed mockingly, and took two steps back with a sense of decadence and failure, "Is your heart really that cold?"
"It's not so much cold as having no heart at all!" When Mo Yan said this, a trace of pain emerged deep in her heart. She was willing to ignore the pain. That was not what Mo Yan should have.
Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly, but her closed eyes still didn't open. Mo Yan's tone was as if she really had no emotions.
Looking at Mo Yan's back, Mu Feng couldn't see Mo Yan's expression at all, but at this moment he only thought of Mo Yan's still cold face. He felt like his heart had been stabbed hard.
The knife hurt him very much
"Everyone has a heart." After saying this, Mu Feng turned around and left, completely ignoring Mo Yan's words.
Mu Feng is a man who can be indifferent, ruthless, and bloodthirsty to anyone, except Mo Yan of course. Mu Feng is a man who does not get emotional easily. Once such a cold person gets emotional, he will stay there for the rest of his life.
Now that Mu Feng is trapped, he will not let Mo Yan watch him alone in the swamp outside the emotional circle.
Mu Feng was angry with him again. Mo Yan didn't care at all. Mu Feng brought this on himself. Didn't Mu Feng ask her to talk more? Now she talks more.
The bamboo leaves outside the window seemed to be crying. Mo Yan looked at it and closed the window, quietly facing the closed window.
Mu Feng left, but Xiao Man stood aside and looked at the still indifferent person, and couldn't help but sigh, "Master, why are you doing this?"
Why bother? Mo Yan snorted coldly in his heart. The tone will be painful in the future. It is better to cut the knot with a quick knife and have a good time.
But what Mo Yan doesn't know is that sometimes the more you don't want something to happen and the more you want to block it, the more likely it will happen.