Miss Ben dares to flirt and marry

"But there is disappointment in your eyes." Yan Zhongyao looked at her, "Are you looking forward to Yun'er's appearance?"

"I've been waiting for you. The person I've been waiting for is you." Mo Ying'er tried her best to calm her words, and after a pause, she lowered her eyes and said, "A Yao, I know you only have Miss Lan in your heart, is it because So you're going to push me to Miss Cousin?"

Mo Ying'er lowered her head and stopped speaking, but the rumor in her words could see her guilty conscience, so she just smiled wryly: "Ying'er, you and I have known each other for a long time, so I am naturally looking forward to your well-being and hope that you can find a good friend." The destination, but that person is not me."

"That person is you, and it can only be you." Mo Ying'er gritted her teeth and retorted, her words repeated firmly.

Yan Zhongyou looked at Mo Ying'er's words and decided, her eyes fell on her eyes, but she could only sigh.

She knew that Mo Ying'er had always liked her, even though she had always rejected her feelings, it would be really difficult for her to let go of this feeling for a while.

But if Mo Ying'er really has no intentions for Yan Daiyun, she wouldn't be a matchmaker for nothing, but she clearly sees the subtle relationship between Mo Ying'er and Yan Daiyun in her eyes, and it's just a mystery to the bystanders. .

Rumors don't know how to persuade Mo Ying'er to let go of this attachment and see her heart clearly, so she thinks to do the opposite. Since she is a cinnabar mole that Mo Ying'er can't get and refuses to let go, then she He forced Mo Ying'er to face her heart directly, so that she could see clearly what she really wanted.

Yan Zhongyou straightened up, and suddenly stretched out his hand to take off his coat, the clothes slipped to the ground, which really startled Mo Ying'er, Yan Zhongyou approached Mo Ying'er, but saw Mo Ying'er tilting his head, not daring to look sideways she.

Rumor whispered: "Ying'er, didn't you say you want me? Don't you always feel that I owe you a favor? I'll give myself to you tonight, do you want it or not?"

Mo Ying'er's heart was beating endlessly, compared to the throbbing at the beginning, at this moment Mo Ying'er felt a little uncomfortable and flustered.

Isn't that what she wants?

Why doesn't she even dare to look at the rumor now?

After Mo Ying'er closed her eyes and thought deeply, she suddenly stood up and faced the rumors, her legs trembled slightly, her heart was in a mess, she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay!"

Yan Zhongyao stood motionless in front of her, and Mo Ying'er plucked up the courage to approach her. She looked at Yan Zhongyao and closed her eyes tightly, her brows slightly raised.

Mo Ying'er slowly reached out to hold Yan Zhongyao's hand, but her face was a little pale, with a faint worry in her eyes, Mo Ying'er felt powerless at this moment, she couldn't hold Yan Zhongyao's hand, and finally let go .

She clenched her teeth, and lightly stroked Yan Zhongyao's cheek with her fingertips, as if she was touching a fantasy dream in the past that would wake up in a moment, it was so beautiful, but there was no smile on her face.

She even had a scene with Yan Daiyun in her mind. She has been following Yan Daiyun since entering the Yan Mansion. She is like a tail that cannot be shaken off. She follows her closely, for fear that she will get a chance. Close to rumors.

Now that Yan Daiyun finally gave her the chance to get close to the rumor, why is she so timid?

Mo Ying'er's fingers rested between Yan Zhongyao's eyebrows, Yan Zhongyao suddenly opened his eyes to look at her, and laughed: "Why don't you want it again?"

Mo Ying'er gave her a blank look, and withdrew her hand, "You already have a wife, do you still want to take a concubine?"

"I do have a wife. In this life, my person and this heart belong only to her." Yan Huai said with his hands behind his back, and the smile on his face clearly explained that everything just now was just playing tricks on her.

Mo Ying'er suddenly became angry, "Since you refused to give it to me, then you were just teasing me?"

"But you didn't want it just now." Yan Zhongyao chuckled, his expression so gentle, but the clear color in his eyes didn't mean to play in the slightest, "Ying'er, as I said, I hope you find a good home, but You also said just now, I'm already married to my wife, how can I like you if I have someone I like?"

Mo Ying'er's eyes drooped, and she was speechless for a moment.

Originally, she thought that Yan Zhongyao and Lan Feixue were just a fake marriage, but she was not blind, and could clearly see that the two of them loved each other, so what if she appeared at this time?

What exactly does she want?

Be a concubine for rumors?

Or is it the rumored body that just wants her?

Then why didn't she dare to do it just now?

Mo Ying'er frowned, closed her eyes and sighed, she couldn't figure it out, she was too confused.

Mo Ying'er trembled, suddenly became dizzy, and fell into the wooden bucket pool, Yan Zhongyao hurriedly stepped forward to grab her, held her shoulders, and whispered: "Ying'er, don't continue to torture me. Don't you understand your own heart?"

"I understand." Mo Ying'er smiled wryly, and said slowly: "You love Lan Feixue, I know it's impossible between us, but Ah Yao, I still can't let go of the feelings I have had for so many years."

Yan Zhongyou frowned and said sharply: "No, you don't understand, maybe you once had me in your eyes, but you didn't even realize it yourself, what you are looking forward to seeing now is another person, and the person you are waiting for is not me , when you see me, there is only disappointment in your eyes."

For the first time, Yan Zhongyue showed a sharp look at Mo Ying'er, she vigorously dragged Mo Ying'er to the window, and after opening the window, she was facing Yan Daiyun's room, Yan Zhongyao pointed to the room and said: "Do you know whose room that is?"

"Miss Biao." Mo Ying'er's voice was weak.

Yan Zhongyue shook his head, "No, that's just the servant's room. Yun'er has only moved there since you became a maid in Yan Mansion. You cook delicious food for me every day, and you even embroider it for me. Purse, I know all these things, I didn't want to feel sorry for Feixue, so I didn't accept your intention, but Yun'er would happily accept it for me, I can see that she cherishes you more than anyone else."

"Is she really helping me?" Mo Ying'er spoke slowly, unable to hear the sorrow and joy clearly.

"Cousin, stop talking."

Yan Daiyun's voice suddenly came from outside the door, Mo Ying'er looked up at her, and was suddenly forced back by her gaze.

"I've said everything that needs to be said, and the rest can only be figured out by you." Yan Zhongyao turned around and picked up the coat on the ground, patted it lightly, and walked out of the room.

Mo Ying'er was so confused, her body was stiff and at a loss, she suddenly remembered that she was still taking a bath, so she quickly sat back in the wooden bucket, covering her body with her hands.

Yan Daiyun suddenly turned cold, "I just saw my cousin and didn't hide it, but now he sees me and wants to hide?"

The voice was ridiculed, and Mo Ying'er could not help explaining: "No, that's not the case..."

She doesn't want to hide from her.

Mo Ying'er gritted her teeth and bowed her head, not knowing how to continue this sentence.

Mo Ying'er clenched her hands tightly, the palms turned pale, I don't know whether it was soaked in water for too long, or the whiteness she held out, Mo Ying'er just smiled wryly, but the corners of her eyes were stinging, "So what if I'm seducing Ah Yao? I liked her in the first place, but Miss Cousin, I have to promise someone else, why do I still have time to come here?"

"You sound a bit jealous when you say that."

Yan Daiyun's footsteps were getting closer and closer, Mo Ying'er lowered her head tightly, and said in a low voice: "How dare the servant girl be jealous of Miss Cousin?"