The white moonlight gl

The villa was bright.

Feng Qingshui saw Mo Rantong resting on the sofa with closed eyes at a glance.

The black formal attire in the daytime has faded away. At this moment, the half-lying Mo Ran is wearing a pink sweater and black wide-leg trousers. Her shoulder-length short hair is disheveled, and her waist is slightly exposed. She looks immature and beautiful. Not a lot.

Sure enough, she was still a little girl.

Sighing in her heart, Feng Qingshui slowly approached him, the night was getting darker, the surroundings were silent, the sound of shoes stepping on the blanket was very soft, but she was so close, Feng Qingshui could easily Seeing that, Mo Rantong's eyelids moved slightly, and in the next second, those dazed eyes appeared: "Qingqing."

Feng Qingshui hummed lightly on the surface, but she was surprised in her heart, Mo Rantong's ears were so sensitive: "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"Wait for you." Standing up, watching Qingqing take off her coat, throw away her bag, and sit on another sofa, Mo Rantong's expression dimmed for a moment, poured a glass of honey water for Qingqing, and said: " How are you playing with Lan Ya?"

"Fortunately."

Picking up the honey water and taking a sip, the wind outside the house was chilly, and even though she wasn't cold, it brought in a chill.

The gorgeous eyebrows and eyes were even more charming under the light, Feng Qingshui pondered for a while and said: "Lan Ya is getting engaged."

Mo Rantong: "Oh."

She doesn't care whether Lan Ya is engaged or married. To be precise, she doesn't care much about anyone except Feng Qingshui. , and said with a nonchalant smile: "Then congratulations to her, I will give her a big red envelope when she gets married, who is her engagement partner, how is it, and is she a good character?"

Feng Qingshui: "..."

Big red envelope, this guy can think of a place with her, surprised.

Smacking her lips in secret, Feng Qingshui said while drinking honey water: "It's Wang Qiyu, the youngest daughter of the Wang family, one year older than Lan Ya, soft-tempered, not talkative, a bit introverted, as for character, okay?" , anyway, she can't beat Lan Ya, no matter whether it's good or bad, Lan Ya can't suffer."

Feng Qingshui doesn't care what other people do after they get married.

Take Lan Ya as an example, if she is not happy after arriving at the Wang family, or if the Wang family treats her badly, tortures her, violently or coldly, then I'm sorry, she doesn't care that Lan Ya has become the Wang family People, even the Lan family members are not easy to come forward, and it is not easy to intervene in the bullshit of the Wang family's housework.

Divorce was not discussed.

Anyway, it's not that she can't afford to support a Lan Ya, and can't afford a Lan Ya's life. If things really develop to that extent, she will not only let the Wang family suffer, but also the Lan family.

After all, in Feng Qingshui's view, getting married alone is not for enduring hardships. Lan Ya has already been loved by thousands of people. covered people.

It makes no difference.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingshui hurriedly gestured to Mo Rantong to pause and talk for a while, and started typing furiously with her mobile phone.

[Feng Ritian]: Feng Qingye, let me ask you something!

[Feng Zhandi]: With such a serious tone, say it!

[Feng Ritian]: If, I mean if, if I marry someone in the future, but that family treats me very, very badly! …For example, my mother-in-law always used my status to yell at me, instigate me to do this and that, and let me support a large family by myself! ...If I say a word, she can scold me a hundred words, and everyone else is also top-notch, looking down on me, but sucking my blood!

What would you do if something like this happened?

【Phoenix Zhandi】:...

No, who would dare to treat you like this?

Impatient to live?

Are you watching those messy TV shows again?

[Feng Ritian]: Don't gossip about him, get to the point.

【Phoenix Zhandi】:...

Of course it is to take you home and teach the whole family a good lesson.

That's about the same, and I was quite satisfied with Feng Qingye's answer. Feng Qingshui asked again: "If that family doesn't let you pick me up, saying that you are an outsider, I will be a member of their family when I marry them, no?" Let you take care of their housework."

Feng Qingye burst into flames when she saw this. Although she knew that Feng Qingshui would never encounter such a thing, as long as she thought that his sister had been wronged and someone stopped him, Feng Qingye would The blood surged up, and I wanted to hit someone.

"They dare?! I'm an outsider?! Fucking I shot their dog's head off?! Anyone who dares to bully you will have to pay in blood?! I don't care who they are or how old they are?! "

It can be seen from the lines of Feng Qingshui that Feng Qingye is really annoyed.

The corners of her mouth turned up, and then turned up again, Feng Qingshui was in a happy mood, but when she typed, she was still so proud.

[Feng Ritian]: If you are reluctant, you pass the test, but I still want to add a few words, if you can't do what you say, or if you see me suffering and sad and don't make a move, I will push you to the bed and beat you. You are wrapped in a quilt, and you are severely whipped with a big wooden stick, and then hung up on a tree outside the house for two days and two nights.

Don't worry, I will speak, no one will dare to let you down.

Feng Qingye: "..."

Come and take her in!

...

"Who is Qingqing chatting with so happy?" A flash of jealousy flashed in her obscure eyes, Mo Rantong waited for Feng Qingshui to put down the phone before asking softly.

"Ink dyeing."

Without answering Mo Rantong's words, Feng Qingshui looked at her with frowned eyebrows, and casually threw down a heavy thunder: "Should we also get engaged in two years?"

Ink dyed: "!"

Feng Qingshui: "?"

"Qingqing." The heart was thumping uncontrollably, and Mo Rantong clenched his fists tightly, resisting the roaring in his ears and said: "No, don't make such a joke."

"joke?"

Looking at someone in surprise, who was so excited that he couldn't control himself, Feng Qingshui said lightly, "I'm not joking with you?"

As if she understood Mo Rantong's current state very well, Feng Qingshui said considerately: "Anyway, you like me, and I don't hate you, so let's book it."

"Qingqing."

Originally, his heart was very agitated, but because Feng Qingshui's words gradually calmed down, Mo Rantong covered his face with his hands, and smiled wryly: "That's it, that's all."

Engagement is such a sacred word for her, but Qingqing said it so easily.

Feng Qingshui: "...how else?"

"I see." Having been together for more than two years, Mo Rantong was used to Feng Qingshui's coquettish operations, so after only a little pain, Mo Rantong habitually took pleasure in bitterness, hiding and forgetting all those negative emotions: "Is it two years later? What about the specific time period?"

"Um," Qingqing stopped at this question, "Let's see when the time comes."

"Ah."

Knowing that Qingqing doesn't take the engagement seriously, Mo Rantong twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly, then stood up suddenly and said, "I'm tired, I'm going to sleep first."

If she stayed here any longer, she might not be able to resist asking this person!

"Oh."

If you are tired, you will be tired, and if you sleep, you will sleep. What are you doing with such a hard-talking voice? With a soft snort, Feng Qingshui turned on the TV and watched it for a while, then went to sleep.

Although Mo Rantong was particularly disappointed because of Feng Qingshui's heartlessness, she still really took the matter of getting engaged two years later.

getting engaged...

You have to save money, buy a ring, buy a house, and buy a car...

I made a list in my mind, and Mo Rantong compared the deposits, and I was going to be bald.

To be honest, she has also made a lot of money in the past two years. Before coming to Xingchen, Feng Qingye paid her a very high salary, 1000 a month, plus bonuses, etc. In addition to regular monthly salary Except for the [-] yuan sent back by the family, she saved the rest, regardless of the necessary food and clothing expenses.

It's just that the houses in the imperial capital are too expensive, okay?

The little money she had saved could not afford it at all!

Ever since, Feng Qingshui noticed that Mo Rantong worked harder.

She even asked her politely, if she did a good job, would she give her a salary increase, the kind of double and double.

For a person who is determined to completely raise the appetite of this white-eyed wolf like Mo Ran, facing such a request, Feng Qingshui is of course...

Yes.

Even as a model of being a fool with a lot of money and being generous, she even specifically said: "As long as you do a good job, I can give you this company."

After saying this, Feng Qingshui didn't care what Mo Rantong's expression was, but after all, it just didn't look very good.

...

Time, while Feng Qingshui was eating, drinking and having fun, while Mo Rantong was desperately trying to make money, passed slowly, and one month before the two-year agreement, Mo Rantong began to ask Feng Qingshui three times a day about the specific time and place of the engagement banquet, Said that she has already saved all the money, and she needs to prepare in advance and tell her family.

Feng Qingshui: "..."

On this day, when Feng Qingshui was looking for excuses to perfunctory the past again, Mo Rantong couldn't bear it anymore and pressed her on the sofa, growling: "Qingqing!"

With red eyes, Mo Rantong, who is now mature and sophisticated, still can't do anything with Feng Qingshui.

"Stop bullying me, okay?"

Staring at Feng Qingshui almost beggingly, Mo Rantong's body trembled, tears were about to fall, and the sobbing sound became stronger: "When will we hold the engagement banquet?"

Feng Qingshui: "..."

"What day is it today?"

A complex look flashed across her increasingly bewitching and glamorous face, and Feng Qingshui found it inconceivable that she hadn't felt any anger of being imprisoned or violated in the current situation.

"September [-]th." Mo Rantong's voice was muffled.

"Well, is it?" September [-]th, "then October [-]th."

After casually talking about the time, Feng Qingshui looked at Mo Rantong with clear eyes: "Now, can you let me go?"

The two were so tight that one could feel each other's heartbeats, but even so, Feng Qingshui remained motionless, as if she were an iceman.

Mo Rantong sometimes wonders whether it is because this person is so good-looking and has too many things, so, to show fairness, God removed some things from her.

For example, the ability to love others.

For example, the desire to possess.

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