Chapter 3: His Questioning
Han Moyuan seemed to have something in mind.
"Does Qin Chuan Yao Lao threaten you?" Han Moyuan's tone was as soft as possible.
Qing Yunwu nodded subconsciously, quickly reacted, and shook her head again.
Han Moyuan had already guessed something, so he let go of Qing Yunwu.
The moonlight spilled through the window, and it was extraordinarily gentle.
Han Moyuan's hand touched Qing Yunwu's face.
Qing Yunwu's body trembled, okay...... Flaky...... Good hemp.
What is the matter with the body can't help but lean on him?
Depend on.
"Lord, you ......" self-respect. Qing Yunwu seemed to think that Han Moyuan didn't like to hear this kind of talk, so she didn't continue.
But it made Han Moyuan wonder.
"What does Wu'er want to say?" Han Moyuan deceived himself.
Qing Yunwu: "......" hugged and hugged when they didn't agree with each other.
I don't say it, I don't say it, I don't say it!
The candles swayed, and the bamboo outside also fluttered in the wind.
Qing Yunwu didn't speak, and for a while, this world fell into silence (embarrassment) and silence (embarrassment).
Han Moyuan's breath grew colder, and this woman ......
"Qin Chuan's status in your mind is so high, even comparable to this king?" Han Moyuan asked in a cold voice.
Qing Yunwu hurriedly explained: "No, no, no, how is it possible."
As the world's first traitor (cheap) person, cowardice is the ability.
Han Moyuan: "...... don't say that no one says you're dumb."
So what's the point of saying that? Isn't it the same as saying it?
Waste of saliva.
I really don't know what she thinks.
Presumably...... Got a hole in your brain?
Han Moyuan felt that this was more likely.
"Uh...... That," seeing that the atmosphere was suddenly awkward, Qing Yunwu felt that he might have something to say.
"Huh?" Han Moyuan's sexy and magnetic voice sounded in Qing Yunwu's ears, causing goosebumps all over her body.
Forget it, suddenly I don't want to talk.
Who was the person who just said he was going to speak? Where? Come out, I'm going to hit you.
Han Moyuan seemed to be amused by Qing Yunwu's reaction, and he actually laughed when he had always been indifferent.
With such a beautiful day, how can you not do something meaningful.
Like what...... Crackling. Leprechaun fight? Uh-huh.
Qing Yunwu wanted to leave the shackles of Han Moyuan, but found that this person was going to die.
Han Moyuan, who had nothing to practice martial arts for, said that he was also helpless.
¬_¬`
This king is so strong, he will spoil you to heaven.
Who can't get used to it? Hit him!
"Wu'er, I think it's a waste of atmosphere for us not to do something meaningful." Han Moyuan's mellow voice made Qing Yunwu hot.
Untie the belt, and the robe slipped off, as if it was only a matter of a moment.
The door is ajar, and the sound inside is curious.
After Zhu Tu finished dealing with important matters, his eyes darkened as he passed by the room where Han Moyuan was located.
Lord Wang, have you forgotten how this woman hurt you back then?
Is the power of love really that great? He didn't believe it.
He doesn't understand what kind of love and love, what kind of love and affection, and what children love, he doesn't understand, and he doesn't believe it.
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The room is beautiful, the bed curtains are low, and you can still vaguely see some scenes that are not suitable for children outside.
Late at night.
Qing Yunwu woke up suddenly.
What happened to her just now...... was transferred by Han Moyuan like this, and he actually had the first night with Han Moyuan half-pushed and half-pushed......
What a bloody plot this is!
Looking at his side, Han Moyuan fell asleep with peace of mind, not at all wary of her and her identity.
Qing Yunwu lowered her eyelids, how long has it been, they have not been in close contact. But skin-to-skin, they tonight, is really the first time.
Tonight's gentleness may be tomorrow's cruelty.