As soon as Qingyan opened her mouth, Huo Xiaofu easily broke off the big hand that was pressing against his face, looking excited.
“Can you want anything?”
"You talk first!"
Qingyan grew up watching Huo Xiaofu grow up since childhood. He didn't know that there were only a few colorful intestines in his heart, but he just held a teacup and savored the tea with a casual look on his face.
Huo Aorou was too lazy to interfere with this unnutritious dialogue between the big and the small, and was eating his own food on his own.
On the other hand, Huo Xiaofu jumped and moved to Qingyan's side, climbed down his body and attached himself to his ear and said a few words, then looked at Qingyan with anticipation.
"Are you sure you want this?"
A thoughtful expression appeared on Qingyan's face.
"Um!"
"Okay, everything depends on you!"
"Wow, I knew that the beauty shopkeeper in the world was the best for me!"
Huo Xiaofu, who returned to his seat with satisfaction, smiled brightly. As for what request he made to Qingyan, this is a story later!
On the way back after dinner, Huo Aorou rarely kindly remembered that today was a good day for Yuan Mujing to ascend the throne to the owner of the manor. Since he remembered it, he would naturally prepare gifts.
Then as soon as he returned to the world's No. 1 farm, he looked at Yuan Mujing's room alone. He is now the owner of the farm and I don't know if he is still in the previous room.
However, Yuan Mujing didn't meet this, but met another acquaintance.
"How are you injured?"
Huo Aorou remembers that the last time she saw Fu Qianyun, she was covered in blood and didn't know if the injury was serious.
"It's nothing anymore!"
"Well, that's good."
Since this is the world's number one farm, according to her relationship with Yuan Mujing, there will be no trouble.
"Are you here to find Brother Mu Jing?"
Fu Qianyun hesitated for a moment and asked quietly.
"Ah! That's just to celebrate his ascendance to the owner of the house, and I want to see if he is more majestic!"
Huo Aorou knew Fu Qianyun’s thoughts, and she didn’t want others to have any misunderstandings. As the saying goes, it would rather break ten temples than break up a wedding.
Although these two are not husband and wife, no matter how you look at them, they are both infatuated and resentful women. It is a good thing for people like Yuan Mujing to have Fu Qianyun around them.
"That... I want to explain something to you, that is, I once said that Huo Xiaofu is Yuan Mujing's son, and I'm actually talking nonsense, you don't have to mind!"
"I know!"
Fu Qianyun's behavior was very light, as if she had expected it, but there was a sense of sorrow that could not be dissipated between her eyebrows.
"There is a saying that since ancient times, the heroes are afraid of being pestered by girls. Then he is the Vajra Black Iron. You must also make him into a soft and soft finger! Good luck!"
I patted the rich and Qianyun, Huo Aorou looked like I supported you!
"Don't you care?"
"What?"
"Do you really don't care about Brother Mu Jing at all? Since you don't care why you tried so hard to save him before? Do you don't like her at all?"
Fu Qianyun suddenly asked so many questions, but she turned Huo Aorou away. Wasn't she still discussing her just now? Why did she come to her now?
"That... have you misunderstood something? I've told you all. I said that before because of the situation. If you still mind, I'll go to Yuan Mujing and ask him to explain to you, okay?"
"What's the use of explanation? If it's not mine, it's not mine. Even if he's stuck with it and doesn't let go, he will never regard me as the only one in his heart!"
With his head down, Huo Aorou couldn't see Fu Qianyun's expression clearly, but this choked tone made her realize that this person was crying. It was obvious that the situation was so critical before, and the woman stood up so strongly.
But at this moment she cried so depressedly and uncomfortable. Is this love? Before, "Huo Aorou" did not hesitate to destroy himself for love, but in this place, Fu Qianyun was heartbroken for love.
I have never really been in contact with love. Huo Aorou doesn’t know much about this emotion. Perhaps the most uncomfortable thing in this world is to ask for it but not get it!
I was thinking about this person all my heart was thinking about, but I just couldn't get close to it. Is this feeling like there was a big table of delicious food in front of me, but I could only stand outside the forbidden line and drool?
"In fact, it is the only thing that does not matter whether you do it or not. The important thing is that you are by his side now. Many people have been holding on to me. Not that special existence and don't let go. I don't know that the person who hurts me in the end is himself.
I really can't let it go, so I'm trying to change it."
At this moment, the memory of this body suddenly appeared in Huo Aorou's mind, and the deep and shallow entanglement of love and hate became more and more real at this time.
"Even if you know he likes you? Even if you know that this can't change it?"
Huo Aorou was not pretentious. She knew that Yuan Mujing might have always been a little special to her. Although she didn't want to point it out, there was no way now.
"If you like it or don't like it, you can't control it. Maybe you may not accept it if I say this, but you have a deep understanding, right? Besides, you are a beautiful woman, young and promising, and versatile, and you are still a rich man in your family.
, With this life experience, are you afraid that you can't make a fucking fuck me? And, the most important thing is that you still love him, right?"
"you……"
Fu Qianyun stared at Huo Aorou blankly, with surprise in her eyes.
"Come on! Girl, the revolution has not yet won, comrades still need to cheer! Sister supports you!"
Huo Aorou patted his chest with a serious look on his face. He finally saw a little smile on his face with pear blossoms and rain. He then gave him a big sigh. As expected, these things are really not suitable for him!
"Okay, this is my generous gift to Yuan Mujing as the owner of the manor. When you see him, you will give it to him for me. The matter here has been resolved, and I should leave. If you have the chance in the future, see you again in the world.
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Huo Aorou took out the things he bought at the market today and stuffed them into Fu Qianyun's hand. It was a half-moon-shaped jade pendant, exquisite and exquisite in workmanship. Although it was not from some famous artist, it seemed to be