The prostitute wait and see: the daughter is about to turn over

Chapter 732 First Acquaintance (5)

"Murong Jun, I'm afraid he is a treacherous person with a poor family. He is against this girl everywhere. He should not be a good person." Ling Yan said with a smile.

"I'm not a good person, why did Yan'er stay in my room for so long late at night, probably because she wanted to sleep?"

Ling Yan got up from the bed and said: "I'm leaving now. If my parents find out, they will have to send you to the government to punish you for molesting!"
Qing Yixuan held a silk scarf over his nose and said, "You have body fragrance, even this Luopa has fragrance."

This silk scarf was clearly on his body, when did it get into his hands?Ling Yan's cheeks were already so hot that she said: "I don't care about you anymore, I want to go back to rest, and save myself from facing you, making me feel bad for no reason."

Qing Yixuan behind her didn't answer, she hastily closed the door, and finally said: "If there is any inconvenient place to call Xiaosi, it is outside the door."

She left Qing Yixuan's room, walked through the corridor, and clutched her chest. She never fell in love with anyone, she only knew that her parents had told her about a marriage, but she didn't know what it was like to be in love. Why did her heart beat so fast today?
It's just that Murong Jun made a few jokes, and her cheeks became hot. When she returned to the room, the quilt covered her whole body, her cheeks were hot. Thinking of what the doctor said, and Murong Jun's calm appearance, it seemed that A little injury is nothing to him.

It was her thinking too much, she had been in association with decent people, and when someone said something like that, naturally her cheeks became hot.

After a long time, if you get used to it, it won't be like this anymore. It will only take half a month. His injury will heal, and he will leave at that time. After half a year, she will also become a monk. The man with whom the Fang family has a marriage contract, she secretly sees behind the screen However, the instrument is extraordinary and looks very good.

The wind outside the door blew through the peach blossom petals of a tree, and floated into the uncovered window, floating the water-red veil, which seemed like a dream in the mist.

My eyes only felt that there was water mist in front of me, and I couldn't see people clearly. I felt hot last night, and the quilt was not covered tightly, and I didn't expect to have a fever.

She was born prematurely by her mother, so she has practiced martial arts since she was a child to keep her healthy. She has not been sick in recent years, but today she has a fever and a headache, and let her go through the pain that she has not suffered for several years.

After she recovered, it was already four or five days later, she opened her eyes, it was daytime, the doors and windows were all closed, and the indoor arrangement was extremely simple, except for a bunch of fiery red peach blossoms on the table, which added color very much.

She didn't get up for a few days, she put on her clothes and got up, and heard what the maids outside the door seemed to be saying, so she leaned over to listen.

"The new Mr. Murong has a handsome appearance. Since he came, everyone has rushed to take care of him. He is also easy-going. He looks good at talking. He is gentle, but he is taciturn and doesn't talk much."

He doesn't talk much?Ling Yan sneered.

"Yeah, it's really handsome, but we can only look at it. I haven't seen that our lady has been ill for a few days. Mr. Murong is obviously not in good health, but he still insists on coming to see him every day. Even the medicine that the lady takes I fed it myself. Fortunately, the master and wife went to the banquet, and our house is tight-lipped, otherwise how can we spread the word?"

Ling Yan opened the door and said, "What are you all talking about! Gossip outside, if you have the skills, why not keep your mouth shut!"

The maids didn't expect Ling Yan to wake up, they lowered their heads for fear of being blamed, and kept silent.

(End of this chapter)