The white moonlight gl

Feng Qingshui also knew about Mo Linyu.

She is Mo Rantong's younger sister. She has a weak character in the early stage and is a small supporting role. Her role is not as good as Yan Nuofeng Qingliu, but at the end of the book, because Xia Yiqing and Mo Rantong turned against each other, she became a villain boss, becoming paranoid and cruel.

And unlike Yannuo Fengqingliu's supporting characters who have a relationship with Bai Yueguang, Mo Linyucong hated Bai Yueguang after returning to China from the very beginning, and she contributed a lot to Bai Yueguang's tragic ending in the book.

Taking a sip of the sweet and sour fruit juice, Feng Qingshui raised her eyebrows, and said quietly: "Why should I help her? You can come by yourself?"

She didn't believe that this man really couldn't do anything with Mo Linyu.

"Qingqing, will you let me be bullied by others?"

Looking at Feng Qingshui pitifully, Mo Ran's pupils were watery as if she was about to cry: "I have always hoped that Qingqing could save me in distress."

Feng Qingshui: "..."

So this guy still blames her for not showing up to help her at that time, right?

Completely pinched by Mo Rantong, Feng Qingshui sighed, hooked her fingers, and signaled Mo Rantong to move her head closer.

"Qingqing?"

The two sat face to face across the dining table, and Mo Rantong leaned over in confusion.

"Does it hurt?"

The fingertips that are as crystal as jade are touching Mo Rantong's neck through the fabric. Mo Rantong used to wear long clothes and trousers because of her mental cleanliness. The woman is still like this, and even because of the scar on her neck, she covers herself even tighter, and a touch of distress flashes in her quiet eyes, Feng Qingshui knows that even if she does it all over again, her choice will not change, but...

At this moment, her heart was finally in turmoil.

The two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing, and the skin on the neck that was lit by Feng Qingshui became hotter and numb.

Mo Rantong was very annoyed if she knew she would not wear a high-collared white shirt underneath.

"……painful."

Her cheeks were flushed red, her Mo Ran pupils were staring at Feng Qingshui, the tails of her eyes were moist, her voice was hoarse, revealing a bit of pitifulness.

"It won't hurt if you kiss Qingqing."

The corner of her mouth twitched, and then twitched again, Feng Qingshui rolled her eyes, and withdrew her hand without hesitation, with a cold expression on her face.

Mo Rantong was quite regretful, she touched her itchy neck, but she still didn't give up: "Qingqing, let's talk about being happy can increase the relationship the most."

"..."

Seeing Feng Qingshui's indescribable demeanor again, Mo Rantong sighed: "It's been 9102 years, why is Qingqing still so conservative? I heard from Zhang Shuiyan that now it's popular to love first and then love. , Qingqing, I think we should just follow the trend and do a quick marriage first, okay?"

"not good."

After gulping down the juice, Feng Qingshui's mood finally cooled down a bit.

"Then let's have a flash marriage first? Once we get married, we can do it, right?" Speaking of this, Mo Rantong still looked very regretful.

"..."

Mo Rantong, who was open-mouthed, was really scared, Feng Qingshui kept her mouth shut and concentrated on eating, and let Mo Rantong sit there and chatter alone.

Because of their appointment with Mo Linyu, the two of them returned to the coffee shop after their meal and made a reservation.

The sky was getting dark, Feng Qingshui sat on the ancient rattan chair and played games, while Mo Rantong stared at her almost greedily.

Feng Qingshui, who was brought up pampered since she was a child, is extremely delicate from top to bottom, every thread, every inch. Her skin is absolutely beautiful, whether it is her appearance, temperament or body proportions, they are all top-notch.

Speaking of Mo Rantong, I always thought that Feng Qingshui fell in love with her at first sight, and she was joking. After all, she is so good, how could she fall in love with the one who had nothing and could only study and do problems?

"Forgive me for being late."

Facing the crisp sound of the wind chimes, a young woman with red hair and red dress and a face similar to Mo Rantong came in. Feng Qingshui and Mo Rantong looked up, and they happened to meet the woman who was walking quickly. out of sight.

"This?"

Mo Linyu didn't expect Feng and Feng Qingshui to be there besides Mo Rantong, her footsteps paused slightly, Mo Linyu bit the bullet and sat down opposite them.

"sister."

On the round brown wooden table, there are three cups of coffee and a prickly pear. In front of outsiders, Mo Rantong has always been expressionless and lifeless.

Holding the coffee cup cautiously, Mo Linyu fears more than respects the current helm of the Mo family.

"Well, I've already told Qingqing what you said, and she doesn't agree." Unceremoniously kicking the ball to Feng Qingshui, Mo Rantong pulled the corners of her mouth stiffly, her eyes were so deep that people dare not look directly at her .

Mo Linyu and Feng Qingshui: "..."

Mo Rantong's reputation in the Mo family and in the circle is not good. Don't you see, even Bai Wanjun, a gentle and Buddhist person, knows that she is a cruel and cruel person who can send her own mother to a mental hospital. .

It was precisely because of this that Feng Huaian and Feng Qingliu thought that Mo Rantong wanted Feng Qingshui to accompany her for three months out of revenge and humiliation.

After all, how could a cruel woman be kind to someone who abandoned her?

"This, this is Ms. Fengqing Shuifeng, I heard Yan Nuo mentioned you." Strong and weak, Mo Linyu naturally starts with the weak one first.

With a standardized smile on her face, Mo Linyu praised sincerely and softly: "As she said, Miss Feng is very beautiful, and she is also very kind."

Uh, Mianshan?

Defeated by Mo Linyu's words, Feng Qingshui withdrew from the mobile game and said embarrassingly, "Well, you are Mo Rantong's younger sister, right?"

Sweeping Mo Linyu with a little distaste, Feng Qingshui raised her chin: "It looks quite stable, how can you say and do things so out of tune?"

In terms of talk, who was she afraid of?

Feng Qingshui's expression was contemptuous and her tone was not kind when she played the role of a proud and unruly wealthy princess to ten percent.

"Your sister already has a girlfriend, it's me, don't you know?... You asked her to say in front of the media that she and that Xia Yiqing are a couple, what do you think?"

"Dig the wall in front of me, are you very good?"

"What is your sister's identity, what is Xia Yiqing's identity, and what is your identity, your sister didn't scold you, it's because she is kind, why, I haven't settled with you for the previous matter, now you are going to separate again Should I?"

girlfriend?

With bright eyes, Mo Rantong looked at Feng Qingshui, and suddenly covered her mouth.

Hee, can't laugh.

"This."

The series of words that Feng Qing slammed into the water, when it came to doubting life, Mo Linyu opened his mouth, and before he could think about how to reply, he heard the woman babble again: "Also, you haven't heard of brothers who settle accounts clearly?" Well, according to your sister's worth, asking her for such a big favor, it will cost [-] million, right?"

"Qingqing!"

Even though he knew that Mo Linyu didn't have [-] million yuan, Mo Rantong was still unhappy.

"Don't talk, I haven't scolded you for always being a peach blossom, it's annoying me." Tilting her head and giving Mo Rantong a fierce look, Feng Qingshui slapped the phone and put it on the table with a loud voice .

"Tell me, sister, what are you going to do, anyway, I don't agree."

Mo Linyu: "..." Is this what Yan Nuo said?A little fairy who doesn't eat fireworks?Isn't this super spicy?

Taking a deep breath, hiding the hostility in her heart, Mo Linyu smiled embarrassingly: "Miss Feng, it's not what you think, my sister and Yiqing don't really want to be together, I never thought of poaching your corner or Respond to you."

"Maybe you don't think about it, but you're doing it."

Feeling that this person has the same cat disease as Feng's father Feng Qingliu, Feng Qingshui smiled: "Sister Mo family, give me a reason, and agree to your reason."

After a pause, Feng Qingshui said again.

"Friendly reminder, I love money very much. As long as the money is in place, let alone Mo Rantong make a statement, I can sell her to you."

"Qing, Qing!"

Unable to hold onto Feng Qingshui's wrist, Mo Ran's pupils looked at Mo Linyu with dark eyes: "There's no need to talk about this matter anymore, I'm not happy, and I want to seal the murder."

Mo Linyu: "..."

"Hey, sister of the Mo family, you and Xia Yiqing are going to work hard to make money, but with Mo Rantong's worth, you probably won't be able to save it in a few lifetimes."

Not afraid of ink staining her pupils at all, Feng Qingshui hooked the corners of her mouth, looking very playful.

"I see."

The expression was not very good-looking, and Mo Linyu said some more embarrassing words before leaving with a disheveled face, without even taking a sip of the good coffee.

...

"Tsk tsk, you're really the best. I'm not happy with one block and the other, so she won't think about talking nonsense anymore."

Angrily and funnyly poked Mo Rantong's face, Feng Qingshui was speechless: "You can take care of her by yourself, so you don't have to do anything extra."

She snorted unhappily, Mo Rantong was still thinking about what Feng Qingshui said, Feng Qingshui was also tired of this, she held up the hand that was reddened by Mo Rantong, and sighed.

"My little princess with a glass heart, I'm just joking, are you still angry?...Look at my wrist, it's red from being pinched by you, it hurts, okay?"

Mo Rantong: "..."

My, little, princess, lord, chewing these words secretly, Mo Ran's eyes suddenly turned red from her face to her ears and neck.

"Cough, I'm sorry, I made a slip of the tongue, don't take it to heart." Unexpectedly, Mo Rantong could blush, Feng Qingshui coughed dryly and turned away her head, but was suddenly embraced by Mo Rantong.

"Qingqing, Qingqing, Qingqing."

She kept chanting Feng Qingshui's name, Mo Rantong was very excited, she put her thin lips on Feng Qingshui's right earlobe, and said incoherently, very eagerly: "Make up, I will do whatever you want, I will Listen to what you say, Qingqing."

Feng Qingshui fed her twice and told her to let go, but Mo Rantong ignored her, not knowing whether she heard it or not.

"Are the richest people so idle? You must have accumulated a lot of work, right?"

"If Qingqing doesn't agree for a day, I won't work for a day and let them be busy." Greedy pinched Feng Qingshui's waist, Mo Rantong squinted her eyes, and said with emotion: "It's so soft, like cotton candy."

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Marshmallow yarn, marshmallow? !