An Miaomiao couldn't take a breath, and the blood held in her heart couldn't help splashing out, and the sneering Yiyun was covered with blood.

Yiyun immediately realized that Fang Cai's kick might have hurt other people's internal organs. Hurriedly put her down. Pull open her sleeves to check the pulse. Who knew that An Miaomiao, whose hands were free, grabbed Yiyun's collar for the first time, and a mouthful of saliva with blood slurped on his face, full of disdain, "Don't be pretending to be kind!"

Yiyun gave her a backhand and slapped her face to the side, and her cheeks were instantly like ripe peaches, sandwiched with bloodthirsty red.

"I don't know what to do, do you think that if you make trouble with this king like this, this king will take pity on the jade and withdraw your peace trip?

"Bastard, Chen Shimei. An Miaomiao gritted her teeth. This damn man. The sweet words in the mountains were in vain, and it turned out to be all intrigues and tricks under uneasy and good intentions. She's really stupid, like a straw bag in his mouth.

"Who is Chen Shimei?" Yiyun was inexplicable for a moment. This question has been bothering me for a long time. It seems that I came here tonight for this reason. But then I forgot about it in a mess. Now that she mentioned it first, he couldn't help but ask.

An Miaomiao sneered, "You want to know?"

Yiyun stood up with his robe neatly dressed, looking unconcerned. "Joke, who he is and what does it matter to me," he has so many secret guards under him that it would be easy to find out who a person is. This woman is so hateful, if you don't say it, he can't be teased by her for it.

An Miaomiao lay down. Gritted his teeth, "Chen Shimei is a big bastard, a bastard who likes the new and hates the old." ”

An Miaomiao said that he was Chen Shimei, so at this moment saying that Chen Shimei was scolding him. Yiyun thought it was funny, why is this woman's temperament so naïve, but with a few words of quick speech, can it change anything?

Yiyun sat down at the table. Gu Gu touched the teapot on the table and tried to pour a cup of tea, but the teapot was empty, not a drop. This house is his manor, and he doesn't come on weekdays, so he doesn't even have a maid except for an old couple in the front yard who watch the door and clean daily.

The third watch brought a woman over the wall in the middle of the night. It is obviously not appropriate to call them to serve at this time. He got up and went to the courtyard to bring in a bucket of water, probed a pot of water with a teapot, put it on the tea tray on the table, pinched a lotus shape with both hands, and directly heated the teapot with internal force. Got up and tossed around the room, and in a conspicuous drawer pulled out a bag of tea leaves and soaked it in a teapot. Wu Zi began to taste tea.

He calmly savored it. Raising his eyes, he saw An Miaomiao looking at him, and smiled lightly, "Are you tired of scolding?"

An Miaomiao was angry, turned her head inside, lifted the quilt and wrapped herself in, without saying a word...... Yiyun smiled idly, "An Miaomiao, do you like this king?"

An Miaomiao's body wrapped in the quilt is like a big zongzi. Hearing him speak, I shuddered. Even the quilt shook slightly. Yiyun's eyes turned into peach blossom eyes when he looked at it. An Miaomiao's dead duck has a hard mouth, "I don't like it, narcissist." ”

Yiyun smiled: "If you don't like this king. Why do you want to marry this king?"

There was a long silence. The room was quiet, the people on the bed were motionless, and after Yiyun drank two cups of tea, he finally couldn't help but get close to the edge of the bed, and gently lifted the quilt to look at An Miaomiao.

What about liking? Can liking change her fate of not going to get married? Or can you make Yiyun not marry her sister? Or can you make her her her wife?

Nothing can be changed.

Yiyun came over and lifted her quilt, startled. grabbed a pillow and covered his face, and covered his ears and stole the bell. But her red and swollen eyes, the red and swollen cheeks, the blood stains on the side of her mouth, and the messy green silk still crashed into his eyes defenselessly. Something stabbed the atrium hard. Yiyun frowned slightly.

Yiyun took out a pill from his arms and gently held An Miaomiao's head. The tenderness of this moment made An Miaomiao feel like she was in a fantasy world, and she forgot about the struggle and the dancing of her teeth and claws. He just raised his head softly with his movements. There are still tears on his face, his face is red and swollen and embarrassed, and he is as white as snow, with a trace of blood on his lips, and the evil clear light and cold moon, he is stunned to take a beautiful photo like the Shuraksa of the underworld.

I tossed a good girl into this virtue. Yiyun, you're such a bastard. Yiyun hooked the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly, his eyes were bottomless, and there was no emotion.

Yiyun said softly, "I hurt you." Take this pill, you'll feel better. ”

An Miaomiao stared at him, swallowed the pill obediently, and he took a glass of water and fed her to drink. An Miaomiao's eyes flowed with tears again. How much she hopes that the peace and tenderness at this moment are real, how good it would be if Brother Yiyun also likes herself? Every time there is such watery tenderness, Brother Yiyun will only give her a little bit to An Luoluo, even if it is a charity.

An Miaomiao's expression was in a trance, "Brother Yiyun......"

Yiyun paused and let out a soft "um".

An Miaomiao cried. From the quiet tears at the beginning, to the current crying. Yiyun gently took her into her arms, and then An Miaomiao cried. Yiyun panicked and hurriedly coaxed, he was afraid of being heard.

It's been a long time since An Miaomiao has cried. I remember when I was very young, children without mothers were always particularly bullied, especially children like her who were not welcome to see their fathers were like weeds on the side of the road that everyone could step on. At first, when she was bullied, she would always run to her father to complain and pray for mercy, but when her father saw her, he either avoided her in disgust, or scolded her even worse.

Dad scolded her for being a cheap woman like her mother, and she would only pester him and annoy him. Dad scolded her for being a straw bag who would only get into trouble, and she didn't look like a lady at all, and she lost his face. Dad scolded her for being a cheap breed, and she shouldn't be born in this world.

After a long time, she didn't complain in front of her father. I was really bullied miserably, so I secretly cried on the small slope of the back mountain. There was a small mound there, which belonged to her mother. She would sit for most of the day. Although her mother is gone, the only thing that can accompany her in this world is this grave. Whenever she thought of a sad grievance, she would cry silently like this, then cry, and finally even cry with a shouting voice, venting the grievances and unwillingness in her heart.

It wasn't until later that she met Yunjin.

Well. After meeting Yunjin, she never cried again. Yunjin told her that she couldn't just hide when she was bullied, and she couldn't just cry, that was not the way to solve it. That's a stupid thing to do. (To be continued.) )