Heaven-defying Shuangjue arrogant concubine

Chapter 3 Waste?not necessarily!

Chapter 3 Waste?not necessarily!

"Miss, you're awake!" Ke'er, who had been waiting by the side, smiled through tears.

"Why am I here?" Mo Xintong struggled to get up.

"It was these two young masters who saved you." Ke'er hurriedly helped her up.

Mo Xintong turned her head and saw two men sitting in front of the window of the room, and the woman who claimed to be a princess was standing beside her.

"You know each other?" Mo Xintong immediately changed his face and said coldly.

"I know." Nangong Jueyu looked puzzled.

Ye Qianhan understood a bit, the perpetrator and the savior were both caught at the scene, isn't that obvious?
"You guys are in collusion?"

"Eh?" Nangong Jueyu's brain was blocked and he didn't turn the corner.

"for what?"

"It doesn't matter, it depends on your displeasure." Dongfang Aoqing couldn't hold back at this time, and dared to slander Brother Ye.

"Sure enough... let's go!" Mo Xintong said meaningfully, then got up and got out of bed.

Nangong Jueyu didn't recover, no, what does "as expected" mean?
After saving her, shouldn't he make a long speech to thank her for saving her life, and then take the opportunity to promise her with his body, so as not to leave?After all, there are two handsome and rich rich men here, things don't seem to go according to the plot.

"Wait a moment." Ye Qianhan walked over and looked at the woman who was covered with a veil and her eyes were as calm as water. Ordinary women would not even dare to look at him, but this woman's eyes were cold and provocative and contemptuous.

Mo Xintong watched as the man who was sitting by the window sipping tea came towards her, his handsome features were like sculptures, with sharp edges and corners, showing a stern look.The thin lips are tightly pursed, outlining the perfect lip shape, and the alluring appearance is impeccable.Wearing black clothes, he is unrestrained and unrestrained, with an arrogant and confident momentum ready to come out.

A flash of surprise flashed in Mo Xintong's eyes, and he secretly thanked himself for his concentration.

"Wash this and return it to me." Ye Qianhan came to the couch, reached out and picked up the cloak that was on her before, stuffed it in her hand, and accidentally touched it with her seemingly unintentional but intentional hand. When he reached her, Mo Xintong quickly dodged out of conditioned reflex, and came behind him.

Ye Qianhan froze for a moment, what a clever skill, and the position he was standing in was also the best attacking position.

"Trash, you should go." Dongfang Aoqing heard the guests on the first floor talking about it when she was going up the stairs just now. The woman Nangong Jueyu was holding was the one who was ridiculed by the world because her veins were blocked and she couldn't cultivate. of "waste".

From the moment she entered this room, Brother Ye hadn't spared a glance at her, completely treating her as transparent.

It should be said that Ye Qianhan never looked directly at a woman and touched her, let alone struck up a conversation with her, but treated her differently.

Following the prestige, Mo Xintong met a pair of jealous eyes of a woman, if it wasn't for her, how would she be here.If he hadn't noticed that Ye Qianhan's motives were impure, he should have settled with her, but now it's the best plan.

"Farewell!" Mo Xintong quickly led Ke'er and slipped away.

Ye Qianhan looked at the back of the hurriedly leaving, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, trash? !It seems unlikely!

In a courtyard surrounded by mountains and rivers, it is not magnificent, but it is much more comfortable than a farmhouse.

"Xin'er is back?" As soon as he stepped through the gate, a woman's soft voice came from the yard.

With a voice like a person, Mo Yirou stood up from the flowers, holding a shovel in her hand, and had just loosened the soil.

"What did you buy?" The pair of phoenix eyes under Liu Yemei's eyebrows were full of love, and her graceful face swayed gently, charmingly, and her purple gauze dress was even more elegant and noble, like a fairy descending to earth.

This is the original mother? !

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" Mo Yirou saw her standing there in a daze, and walked over to stroke her hair.

"Miss." Ke'er pulled her aside, "Madam called you?" Miss will not have any sequelae, right?
"Oh...no, it's okay!" Mo Xintong tried her best to avoid the hand touching her head.

She had no father or mother in her previous life, but now she has an extra "mother", and she is still a little uncomfortable.

Mo Yirou didn't care either, she was quite satisfied with the life she was living now, her daughter was her life, if possible, she really wanted to hide here forever.

(End of this chapter)

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