She stared at him blankly for a while and then said softly, "These clothes are very beautiful, thank you."
Never would I have thought that what Dongfang Wuye bought was children's clothes.
There must be at least twenty or thirty pieces of clothing in this bag.
And they all look beautiful. No wonder he is embarrassed. He must have never done such a thing before.
"I heard they said that pregnant women like to eat sour food, so I bought some sour plums, which are also in this bag. Can you try them and see how they taste?"[
And sour plums?
Mu Lingyue rummaged through the bag and saw that there were two bottles of pickled green plums inside.
At Dongfang Wuye's urging, she unscrewed the bottle and took one to taste. The sweet and sour taste was very delicious. She ate a few more in succession. Dongfang Wuye was very happy to see that she liked it so much.
He said, "If you like it, I'll buy a few bottles tomorrow."
Mu Lingyue held a green plum in her mouth, her eyes fell on the colorful clothes, and listening to Dongfang Wuye's words, she was finally sure that she was not being sentimental.
Except for one's own relatives, no one will be kind to another person for no reason.
A man is so attentive to another woman when he has nothing to ask for. How else can he explain it other than that he is attracted to her?
She asked herself that he was not some powerful man who could conquer the whole country.
It was already enough of a surprise to her that Lan Qingyue fell in love with her, but now there was another Dongfang Wuye.
Has she been cheating recently?
"No need. Just eat a few green plums every day. It's not bad to eat too much. These two bottles are enough. Thank you for buying these clothes and plums."
"If you really want to thank me, why not make me some snacks."
She is soft-spoken and short-handed when taking advantage of others. Mu Lingyue was just thinking of finding an opportunity to return his gift. After hearing what he said, she immediately agreed.
On the way, I met Feng Biluo.
He was sitting in the shade of flowers beside the corridor, and the flowers blooming all over the yard were outshone by his beauty. His long, waterfall-like ink-colored hair looked like a piece of cloud satin woven by a fairy in the sun, so beautiful.
Her fair skin looked as crystal clear as bone spurs under the sun.
"Master..."
Mu Lingyue walked around from the other side of the corridor and saw him sitting on the grass with his head lowered, not caring about his appearance at all. He was the only one in the yard, and there were a few birds on the ground pecking at the falling petals.
The sun was bright and warm, but his back showed a touch of sadness and loneliness.
Hearing her voice, Feng Biluo raised her head slightly, her face so beautiful that no one could find a single flaw was stained with tears.[
Did he cry again?
Mu Lingyue sighed softly, half-crouched in front of him, and said softly, "Master, why are you crying again?"
Feng Biluo bit her lip gently, her eyes still red, "Lingyue, I dreamed about the Yanmo girl last night. She said she didn't like me and hated me..."
As he spoke, his eyes turned red again, and he saw tears about to fall again.
Mu Lingyue calmly picked up the tears that fell on the ground and turned into gems one by one. "Master, you are just a dream. Everything in the dream is false. Why did you take it so seriously?"
Hey, stop crying, look... your eyes are almost turning into rabbit eyes from crying."
"But...but maybe the Yanmo girl really hates me. Otherwise, why would she return the things I gave her?"