Chapter 12: Drugged

Han Moyuan also frowned.

Poison him? This man is really impatient. It actually made the person he missed frown! Damn it!

"Wu'er, we don't care about these things, okay?" With such a beautiful day, I just want to spend a good night with you. Not verbose at all/smiling.

hugged Qing Yunwu with his backhand, and secretly said in his heart, why didn't he think of placing a bed in the study before? Hum chirp crooked. Now it's not going to be used.

Good gas.

Qing Yunwu avoided Han Moyuan's hand very unnaturally, wanting to touch her.

Han Moyuan's eyes darkened, but he didn't show it on his face. A gust of wind blew, and I don't know if Han Moyuan did it on purpose, anyway, the oil lamp in the study was extinguished.

Looks a little scary? It's weird. Who are these two lords, and will they be afraid? Inexistent.

So Qing Yunwu couldn't see any change in Han Moyuan's eyes for a while.

Let's just act as if nothing happened.

"Wu'er, what about the meat you said?" Han Moyuan looked at Qing Yunwu pitifully and turned on the shameless mode.

Qing Yunwu: "......" is this really the Han Moyuan she knows? Vomit three liters of blood.

"What do you want." Qing Yunwu's face was expressionless, but her heart was turbulent.

What does Han Moyuan mean by this? Maybe only Han Moyuan himself knows. How much sincerity, how much true affection, at this moment, Qing Yunwu is willing to do without him. She wanted to sink into the tenderness of the cold ink abyss.

"Don't you want Wu'er?" Han Moyuan pushed Qing Yunwu against the wall, and the warm breath sprayed on the tip of Qing Yunwu's nose, crispy.

"Uh-huh......" Qing Yunwu whispered softly.

So Qing Yunwu didn't know how to drop, so she came to the room.

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"Wu'er, you remember, who I am and what we are doing." Just when Qing Yunwu was about to blur, Han Moyuan said this sentence in her ear, making her feel like being drenched from head to toe by a bucket of cold water. Suddenly, instantaneously sober.

Until, Han Moyuan entered her body.

A kind of tears, out of nowhere, out of control. The tears were cold, falling to the ears, getting colder and colder.

Some people have some things that are really not so easy to let go. It's not that Qing Yunwu has delusions of being killed, but Han Moyuan's words really hurt her a lot.

Regardless of Han Moyuan's intention or not, after this night, the relationship between Qing Yunwu and Han Moyuan is destined to be very stiff.

Regardless of the sobriety of this night, Qing Yunwu finally survived.

Looking at Han Moyuan's sleeping face, Qing Yunwu nodded contentedly, and the poignant smile on the corner of her mouth showed her mood.

Following.

Han Moyuan got up very early, and he didn't know if there was something really wrong or he didn't know how to face Qing Yunwu.

All in all, Qing Yunwu didn't see him.

That's fine, Qing Yunwu thought to herself.

Today, Han Moyuan did not restrict Qing Yunwu's actions, and I don't know if it was to test Qing Yunwu, or if he already felt that Qing Yunwu was useless.

Qing Yunwu plans to go back to her parents' house today, after all, she has not appeared in front of the public after the ceremony. No one knew if she was still alive or how she lived, after all, the defense of the Nine Kings Mansion had been so strict that not even a fly could fly in since the incident happened three years ago.

Come to brush the wave presence?

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Ordered someone to prepare the carriage, and called Qian Sheng by the way, Qian Sheng's wound was almost healed, after all, Qing Yunwu's medical skills were not blown out.

"Master," Qian Sheng looked at Qing Yunwu, who was preoccupied. "You...... What's wrong? ”

Qing Yunwu raised her eyes, "It's okay, I just didn't sleep well yesterday." "She didn't want so many people to know what she was thinking. The more people know about some things, the more complicated it will be. She thought that her feelings for Han Moyuan should be very pure.