Chapter Ninety-Five: What Should This Heroine Do?

"Please, Miss take me, now my mother is dead and homeless, and the wicked man said he would not let me go."

Xin Xing wiped his eyes with his hand and burst into tears, which were pitiful.

"Okay, you go to the inn on a cloudy day to find me."

Mo Yuran thought that it was just one more waiter, and it wasn't that he couldn't afford to raise it.

Every time I see him in the future, I can think that I am also the heroine in the script, and I am very happy to think about it.

"Thank you, Miss! Thank you, Miss! ”

Xin Xing said gratefully, with a happy smile on his face.

Can you not laugh? It worked! Sure enough, arrogant and domineering people are not very easy to use, so easy to be fooled.

The people around him also praised Mo Yuran, and Mo Yuran walked away like a proud peacock.

Mo Yuran walked away, and the people around him surrounded Xin Xing to ask for money.

Although the extras don't have much acting skills to speak of, they at least drive the storyline, don't they?

The corpse wrapped in a straw mat on the broken cart also got up, and it was Yunyun. Yun Yun wore tattered clothes for a while, and said with a smile on her face: "Did Yun Yun just act?" ”

"Yun Yun acted so well!"

Xin Xing took out a handkerchief and wiped the water on his face, and wiped the pepper on his hands.

Star Shadow came over and gave the extras money, and the group dispersed.

"Young owner, you should be careful when the time comes."

Starshadow still couldn't help but worry.

"Don't worry, now that I've turned into a man, Mo Fan is not a fiery eye."

Xin Xing smiled and comforted.

Xin Xing finally got in and made a little attendant for Mo Yuran, and Mo Fan only looked at her twice and didn't suspect anything.

Xin Xing is used to living a life of fine clothes and food and being waited on, but now that she has replaced her to serve others, it is inevitable that she will be a little clumsy.

Xin Xing has to bring tea and water to Mo Yudye every day, which is considered light, and Mo Fan sometimes asks her to chop firewood for cooking.

Xin Xing chopping wood and cooking a meal is even more difficult than ascending to the sky, and he tired himself into a dog.

Sure enough, it's not easy to be a spy!

"Fang Xing! Chop wood for me and boil hot water. ”

Mo Fan shouted impatiently.

Xin Xing was making Mo Yuran's bed, and he was startled by his voice.

it! Is there any end to it?

Mo Yuran finally couldn't get used to it, and said: "Brother Fan, Fang Xing is still young, and his body is so thin, why do you always let him do these heavy jobs?" ”

Mo Yu still has some snickering in his heart, Brother Fan must have seen that I brought back a man to stay by my side as a little attendant, and he must be jealous.

That's why I'm targeting Fang Xing so much, and I've been running to my room more often these days.

"Yes."

Xin Xing made the bed and had to drag his tired body to chop wood.

Mo Fan glanced at Mo Yuran and left without speaking.

Mo Yuran smiled secretly, Brother Fan must be jealous! I knew that Brother Fan liked me too! After all, we were childhood sweethearts and grew up together.

As for that Fang Xing, with him, I feel that I have been in a much better mood recently, so let him stay by my side and wait for me.

Xin Xing was chopping firewood in the yard, and Mo Fan was watching Xin Xing in the corner and working hard to chop wood.

Of course, Mo Fan wondered if Xin Xing was a spy deliberately approaching Mo Yuran, but the observation in the last few days.

This Fang Xing is young and frail and has no martial arts, but he is quite diligent in his work, and he is also dedicated to the people who are waiting for Mo Yudye, is it really that he thinks too much?

Xin Xing felt that his whole body was tired, why was this firewood so difficult to split!

Her hands were covered with blisters and it hurt, but she knew that Mo Fanke was staring at her.

This person is thoughtful and cautious, and suddenly a person came out of nowhere, and I want to repay the favor, but I must not doubt it.

"Ahh

Xin Xing exclaimed, it turned out that he had just pushed too hard, and the thorns on the firewood pierced into his hand.

Xin Xing's hand immediately flowed blood, and Xin Xing broke out in a cold sweat in pain.

Mo Fan heard Xin Xing's cry and immediately appeared, and took out a handkerchief to stop Xin Xing's bleeding.

Mo Yuran also ran over, holding Xin Xing's hand in distress and looking at Mo Fan and said, "Brother Fan, how can you be like this?" You see, Fang Xing is injured. ”

Mo Fan ignored Mo Yuran's words, and looked at Xin Xing frowning and enduring the pain.

There is some guilt in my heart, maybe I really think about it too much, and Fang Xing has seen it for all in the past few days.

"Fang Xing, are you still in pain?"

Mo Yuran said with concern.

"Thank you, Miss, I don't hurt."

Xin Xing pulled out a stiff smile, and told a lie with a clear conscience, you were pricked by a wooden thorn and tried it, do you say I am in pain?

"Brother Fan~ I know you like me, but you can't hurt innocent people because of me! Fang Xing is so weak, don't let him do this kind of heavy work! You see he's all hurt, how painful it must be to shed so much blood! ”

Mo Yuran took Xin Xing's hand, and said to Mo Fan as if he was coquettish.

I'm afraid I've seen too much of this girl's words, but she really automatically substituted herself into the heroine.

Mo Fan left with an inexplicable face, and in Mo Yuran's eyes, he left because he was jealous of protecting Fang Xing.

After Mo Fan left, Mo Yuran let go of Xin Xing's hand, left the next sentence: "Fang Xing, you don't have to work, go and heal" and left.

Xin Xing covered his injured hand and smiled proudly.