Mo Niang smiled: "Well, when people are old, they will be afraid of east and west." Then, she turned sideways and took Jing Boran's hand: "Let's go."

"Okay." Jing Boran replied dully, like a pet.

Qu Luo didn't make things difficult for them either.

This was beyond Mo Niang's expectations. When she turned her head, she happened to see Qu Luo's long and narrow eyes, looking at the hand she held with Jing Boran. Those eyes seemed so cold that they could pierce everything……

After returning to the inn, Mo Niang felt uneasy, as if something would happen.

Mo Niang thought about spending more money and going back to the village.

In fact, if it's just her alone, there is nothing to care about at all.

Now that there is more Jing Boran, it is hard to say anything.

Mo Niang is the means to know that person.

Since he was a child, he has been extremely precocious.

She still remembers the first time she came to Kuishui, he still slept with her.

In the middle of the night, her face turned pale from the pain, and she couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.

In addition, her parents left early, and she was only accompanied by her grandfather, who never taught her about men and women.

She came to Kuishui earlier than other women, she didn't know the situation, she thought she had some serious illness, she was shy and uncomfortable, that kind of feeling couldn't be described at all.

I can only hide under the covers, and I don't know who to talk to.

Probably aware of her strangeness, he rubbed his eyes, curled his tender thin lips, and asked her, "What's wrong with you?"

She didn't speak at the time.

He just looked at her like that, with a small body and displeasure on his face, he stretched out his hand and lifted her quilt.

Then...the narrow and beautiful eyes widened.

When he found out, she didn't hide it anymore. After she relaxed, she asked him seriously: "Little Douding, do you think I will die like this?"

He only glanced at her with a cold look, and then his handsome face blushed violently.

At that time, he was already ten years old.

Although she is not as tall as her, she has the aura that she should have, and said like an order: "You lie down obediently, and I will go out for a while."

Then he stood up, put on his little fur, walked away with nothing on his body, and came back with a bowl of sugar water in his hand, looking extremely awkward...

Still cuter back then.

Mo Niang looked at the porcelain cup in her hand and smiled.

only……

Later, I don't know why.

He looked at her with hostility in his eyes...

Bang!

While Mo Niang was thinking about something, Jing Boran walked in from the outside.

Mo Niang was just about to ask him if he had bought the things he needed for the New Year's Eve, but she turned around and saw a pale face.

"What's wrong?" Mo Niang subconsciously stood up from the wooden chair.

Jing Boran's reaction was a bit sluggish, first he let out an "ah" and then shook his head.

Mo Niang's eyes narrowed, and her voice sank: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Jing Boran supported her: "Sit down a little longer, I'll go to the kitchen and ask for chicken soup."

Mo Niang frowned just now.

There was a person rushing over at the door, it was Jing Bolan, he looked at Jing Boran with a bit of gnashing of teeth and anger: "Brother, you have smeared the Jing family enough, I finally got to this point, and now If you want to lose everything because of you and this woman beside you, have you ever thought about the feelings of your family members, my father and mother are looking forward to my return to my hometown, now it’s fine, everything is ruined by you!”

"Bolan!" Jing Boran scolded in a low voice: "I said, I will find a way to solve this matter."

Jing Bolan sneered: "Solve it? How can you solve it, unless you and this woman separate now!"

"If you keep talking nonsense, get the hell out!" Jing Boran's dull face didn't have much momentum, and even when he got angry, he looked like a handsome and honest person.

However, he knew that he had to protect the devil girl behind him...

Jing Bolan never thought that he would talk to him like this, since this person has never dared to say a word loudly in front of him since he was a child, he is simply a soft persimmon!

"It doesn't matter if you let me go, hehe, if my father hears that I have lost my official position, he might pass out with anger like he did back then." Jing Bolan said harshly: "After all, a disease like elder brother's is simply lost to the family. All face."

Jing Boran clenched his hands tightly, his eyes were red, his father has always been kind to him, if, if it wasn't for him, he would not live up to it...

Mo Niang put her hand on his wrist, her face was normal: "This is something I caused, and I should solve it."

"But..." Jing Boran still wanted to say something.

Mo Niang smiled at him: "Let's boil the chicken soup, I'll be back soon."

She has always been a person who says what she says, and after leaving this sentence, she put on the fur coat draped over the back of the chair and left the inn.

Remove officials from office.

Such a big deal.

Can he handle it?

No wonder all the young masters in the capital rushed to do things for him.

Mo Niang looked down at the snow under her feet.

That person is more powerful than before, and also more... ruthless.

"Miss Mo, please come this way." The old butler dressed in a rich and handsome style led the way in without being humble or arrogant. He didn't stop until he reached the innermost study room, and said politely: "The young master is inside, just go in directly .”

Mo Niang nodded, and stretched out her hand to push the door open.

Qu Luo was indeed sitting there, just after taking a bath, his robe was half open, revealing his tight chest, even his hair was damp, and a few strands were scattered on his forehead, so lazy and evil , and full of danger.

There was still brewed tea by his hand, and the whole room was filled with a faint fragrance of tea. He was not surprised when he saw her appear, but planned out a strategy and said: "Miss Mo probably hasn't had dinner yet." ?”

Mo Niang's eyes paused, they have become the most familiar strangers now.

Otherwise, he wouldn't call her Miss Mo so politely.

It's just that she didn't understand, since it was already like this, why did he mess with Jing Boran.

Mo Niang raised her eyes, and said in an uneven tone, "I want to talk to Young Master Luo."

"Heh." Qu Luo smiled, and mocked with a half-smile: "What? You are so reluctant to part with your family? It's only been a few days, and Miss Mo has changed so quickly."

Mo Niang did not deny that she really did not want Jing Boran to suffer any grievances.

Qu Luo looked at her, his eyes were deep and dark, and his fingers were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned pale: "What should I do, I don't want to talk about it yet."

To the readers: Good night... I have something to do tomorrow, the coding time is pitiful, kids, wait until Monday, I will add more.

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