Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 59 Scapegoat

Yuan Yuan came in with a bowl. He glanced at Yun Zhuohua across the room, let out a "hum", and then walked up to Cangyu with the bowl, "The ginger soup was cold just now, and I boiled it again. Yes, you are weak and sick, you should drink some ginger soup." As she spoke, she raised the bowl and poured the ginger soup into Cangyu's mouth involuntarily.

Maybe it's because Yuan Yuan has never served anyone before, so it's unavoidable to do such things.The ginger soup made Cangyu choke a few mouthfuls, and the soup was all over his chin and clothes, and Yuan Yuan wiped it with his sleeve in a panic.

When her fingers slid across Cangyu's cheeks, her whole face was flushed red, and even Yun Zhuohua noticed Yuan Yuan's ear tips that turned from white to red.

"Cough, cough, cough——" Cangyu coughed for a long time before he recovered his breath. Although his voice was hoarse, he smiled gently, "There is Miss Laoyuan, my body has always been In this way, Miss Yuan doesn't have to worry too much, just take a good rest and you'll be fine."

After talking too much, Cangyu's throat couldn't take it anymore, and coughed again.It is said that illness is like Xizi, which makes people love and love. Looking at Cangyu like this, Yuan Yuan is not a hard-hearted person, but at this time, she can only tie Cangyu up just in case, as long as they become relatives. , everything is easy to say.

Yuan Yuan felt deeply guilty towards Cang Yu, and was even more embarrassed to face him at this time, so Yuan Yuan immediately shifted his target and focused on Yun Zhuohua who was tied opposite him.

"Mr. Yun, although you are not bad, but I just don't like you, do you know why?" Yuan Yuan moved a chair and sat opposite Yun Zhuohua, as if he wanted to have a good chat with him.But Yun Zhuohua is still busy with his hands behind his back, but he can only perfunctory Yuan Yuan in front.

He wanted to say, "Don't you just hate that I look more like a woman than you, but I can't control this, it's born like this, and I also worry about it." But her mouth was still tightly gagged, she But I don't want to "wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooowlesels".

Yuan Yuan stood up, tapped the cloth stuffed in Yun Zhuohua's mouth with his finger, and put a lot of the cloth into Yun Zhuohua's mouth, "I just don't like your mouth, and you praised me vigorously in front of my father, On the one hand, it pushes me out again, and I hate people who don’t agree with what they say, and I always hate it.”

As Yuan Yuan was talking, her voice obviously lowered a lot, but this emotion didn't last long, and she smiled and raised her head, "Do you think I can really fall in love with you? Don't dream. Wait for me Married to Mr. Yu, I will definitely throw you far away, don't let me see you again."

At that moment, Yun Zhuohua actually felt that Yuan Yuan was not talking to him, but was talking to him with another person, the scholar who moved her heart at first.And he was the sad scapegoat.

Cangyu saw that Yun Zhuohua's mouth was covered with cloth, even his eye sockets were filled with tears, and the movements of the hands behind his back began to open and close. Cangyu quickly turned Yuan Yuan's gaze away, "Miss Yuan, My Brother Yun said something wrong just now and offended the girl, so please ask the girl a lot to take the cloth out of his mouth."

"Young Master Yu," Yuan Yuan turned around with a smile, and the heroic posture when we first met turned into tender fingers at this moment, "We are getting ready to get married tomorrow. I should have satisfied your request. But I really can't listen to it." He speaks out with this mouth, as long as he stays well, I will naturally not trouble him, so I will trouble him to persevere. And—”

(End of this chapter)