Mrs. Qu didn't know how to feel when facing the Demon Niang. Ever since she knew that the Demon Niang was imprisoned because of Xiao Xiao's tricks, she couldn't say those harsh words.
She looked the same, she didn't look like someone who had died once. She still greeted her politely and thoughtfully, like a sensible junior.
At this age, Mrs. Qu is not as sharp as she was in her early years, and her tone can be called gentle.
However, the Demon Lady knows that this is the basis of Mrs. Qu's life. She is undoubtedly generous, and even if she does not want anything to happen between her and Qu Luo, she will not be too ugly.
"Who is this?" Mrs. Qu cast her eyes on Jing Boran.
The devil girl smiled and said: "Friend."
Mrs. Qu frowned, thinking that if her beloved son knew about the existence of such a friend, he might cause trouble.
Mrs. Qu doesn't know how many things the young man has been hiding from Qu Luo these days, one of which is that there is Jing Boran beside the Demon Lady.
She couldn't describe what she felt in her heart.
I always thought that the Qu family would not allow a woman who had been in prison or owned a brothel to enter.
But when it came to this point, seeing that the demon girl was getting close to someone else, she was afraid that Luo'er would really become a demon completely.
It wasn't that she hadn't thought about following Luo'er's wishes, but she was hesitant to make up her mind.
What's more, Mo Niang was imprisoned because of Xiao Xiao, and she was really worried that she wouldn't be sincere to Luo Er.
But now...
Mrs. Qu pressed her head. She was afraid. She was afraid that Luo'er would go back to the life of immortality...
"Devil girl." Mrs. Qu sighed and took her hand: "I know you blame me. After so many years, I didn't agree with Luo'er being with you from the beginning, but you have to know that I'm sorry for you.
People are Xiaoxiao, it’s me, it’s the people around me. If it wasn’t him, if you were..."
The Demon Lady knew that Mrs. Qu was submissive now, and it was not her who was being subdued, but Qu Luo.
If Qu Luo hadn't insisted.
She is still nothing in front of her.
But since the old man gave her face, she had to appreciate it.
The Demon Mother's upbringing is such that being considerate to others means letting herself go: "Mrs. Qu is too worried. You don't agree with us being together. I understand. My grandfather often said that it is not easy to be an elder. I have been motherless since I was a child.
, I’ve been in jail again, no ordinary family would want me, let alone a family as big as the Qu family. But..." At this point, the Demon Mother paused: "I still want to be with him, so I came here.
Already."
Mrs. Qu was shocked, looked at those clear and calm eyes, and fell into deep thought.
After the demon girl finished what she had to say, she saw that Qu Luo hadn't appeared yet, so when it was time to leave, she left simply.
Mrs. Qu wanted to keep her, but she really couldn't find an excuse to keep her. If she was sorry, it was the Qu family that felt sorry for this girl, so how could she have the nerve to force her to stay...
When Mo Niang and Jing Boran came out of Qu's house, it suddenly started snowing heavily, and it was a continuous and sad scene.
Two maids were waiting outside the door, as if they were waiting for someone, and they were talking in a low voice: "The young master hasn't come back yet, and I don't know where he went."
"I guess General Hemu went to the newly opened Zuixianglou. Didn't he say some time ago that the girls there are prettier than those in other places..."
After hearing this, the Demon Lady loosened her grip on her hands.
Although I don’t want to accept this ending.
But we have to admit it.
Sometimes, if you miss it, you just miss it...
On the way back, Jing Boran spent three times more money, so the rusher gritted his teeth and hurriedly drove them to the entrance of the village.
The remaining section of the road was more convenient to walk back than to take a detour to catch the carriage. The horseman who was on his way was anxious to go home for the New Year, so he put them on the path.
When she got off the carriage, the demon girl's hands were all ice-cold.
Jing Boran wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say.
He knew that the decision to go back this time had already exhausted all the efforts of the Demon Lady, and it was no longer possible for her to spend all her time on someone else...
It snowed heavily in the mountains, and a thin layer of night mist rose between the trees.
Jing Boran never thought that he would see the influential young man from the capital in front of his house.
He looked like he had been standing outside for a long time, with snow on his hair and eyelashes. Looking at him and the Demon Girl with her head lowered, her handsome face looked gloomy and terrifying.
No wonder Qu Luo is so gloomy.
He is a road fool and loses his bearings as soon as he leaves the capital.
I finally arrived at the village I had investigated, but I didn't know which family they lived in.
My stomach ached so much that I almost felt empty, so I could only put aside my pride and ask someone.
He came out in a hurry and didn't even take any money with him.
The children and adults in this village looked at him like an outsider, pointing fingers at him but refusing to tell the truth.
I was afraid that for the first time, he would wander around in a small ravine like a fool.
Finally, we turned the right way, but there was no one in the room.
He could only sit outside and wait, holding a horse in his hand, and it was freezing.
The children in the village were the most disgusting. Knowing that he was cold, they deliberately sat next door with a bowl of braised pork and stuffed it into his mouth with big mouthfuls.
Qu Luo felt his stomach hurt, so he simply stood up and walked around to the door, where he saw two people appearing in front of him side by side.
Qu Luo felt that his whole body was cold. He was not afraid of freezing and starving outside during the Chinese New Year. What he was afraid of was that she didn't even see him in her eyes...
"You..." The Demon Lady also raised her eyes. It would be a lie to say she wasn't surprised: "Why are you here."
Qu Luo put on a handsome profile and said nothing. He directly pulled Jing Boran away from him and walked toward the outside of the village with rapid strides. He didn't turn around until those annoying guys were gone.
He pressed her against the tree trunk.
The demon girl frowned and was about to speak.
But he suddenly held her in his arms!
The heartbeat suddenly went out of rhythm.
His voice sounded deeper than ever: "I can't stand it. No matter it's Nangong Rongguang or Jing Boran, I can't stand it anymore. Why should you talk to them? Why should you let them hold your hand? It's only me.
Can’t you do it alone?”
"Qu Luo, I...um."
As soon as the demon girl opened her mouth, he grabbed her chin, kissed her fiercely, and held the tip of her tongue in his mouth. His breath was full of coldness, eagerness and rudeness, not like him at all.
His hand reached into her cotton-padded jacket, and regardless of what she had to say, he forcibly made the kiss deeper...
If it weren't for the support of the pine trees behind him, he might have put her on the snow long ago. The tip of his tongue was numb from the kiss. He ended the kiss, pressed his forehead against hers, and his narrow eyes were so heart-wrenching: "Is it possible?
, don’t you like me at all?”
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