The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Chapter 927 Envy, jealousy and hatred turned bad (4)

Late at night, Mo Yan was lying on the bed and had a good sleep. In her sleep, she suddenly felt that her face was lightly touched by something like a feather. Half asleep and half awake, she thought it was a nasty mosquito and raised her hand to her face. He waved upwards and frowned slightly, obviously annoyed by being "harassed".

A chuckle rang in her ears like thunder, instantly scaring away all Mo Yan's drowsiness. She suddenly opened her eyes and sat up, but she didn't want her head to hit a hard object and be hit. His eyes were filled with stars, and he almost bit his tongue.

“Well—” Xiao Ruiyuan gasped, rubbing his dizzy head, with a wry smile on his face: “Yan’er, do you want to murder your husband?”

 Looking at his fiancée who was sleeping soundly, he couldn't help but kiss her cheek. He didn't expect to receive such a heavy blow. This revenge came too quickly.

Mo Yan's mind was a little confused. He looked at Xiao Ruiyuan and was silent for three seconds. He finally understood what he had done. He was still a little guilty at first, but after hearing someone's first complaint, he covered his forehead and said bitterly: "You are so random." Whose husband are you pretending to be? Do I admit it?"

Xiao Ruiyuan was speechless when asked, and sat down on the bed. He placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, cheeks, and nose. Finally, his thin lips were pressed on her pink lips, lingering for a long time. Until the woman's cheeks were red and breathless, she whispered softly: "If you weren't your biological husband, you would let him do this to you, huh?"

Mo Yan glared angrily at someone who had taken advantage of him and behaved well.

By the time the two of them were finally able to sit down and chat seriously, it was already half an hour later...

With her red and swollen lips, Mo Yan felt that speaking was a kind of torture. She glared at a man who looked satisfied, but a deep feeling of powerlessness surged in her heart: This man is really getting worse and worse. No, no, this is no longer a human, he looks like a wolf that has been hungry for hundreds of years!

Xiao Ruiyuan didn't know the slander in his beloved girl's heart, so he couldn't help but feel extremely annoyed when he saw that she deliberately sat far away. I had obviously warned myself to only try a little and not to scare people, but I couldn't help but ask for more every time.

This guilty look fell into Mo Yan's eyes, and instantly turned into hypocrisy. She asked angrily: "What are you doing here? Is there anything you can't tell me in writing?" She really wanted to send someone away now. Go thousands of miles away.

Seeing that she was willing to take the initiative to speak, Xiao Ruiyuan seemed to have received amnesty. Under Mo Yan's vigilant gaze, he strode up to her, held her hand tightly, looked directly into her eyes and said, "I just want to see it." It’s up to you.”

 Mo Yan was looked at with such focused eyes, and she was instantly aroused. She almost said something stupid like "Actually, I really want to see you too."

But even if she didn't say anything, her eyes revealed everything. Xiao Ruiyuan tried his best to restrain some evil thoughts that had just been suppressed, and with a dry mouth, he found a topic to talk about and forced himself to divert his attention: "What's going on with the Cui family?" ?”

Mo Yan didn't notice the strong smell of vinegar and said casually: "That's what happened. Fortunately, the marriage decree came in time, otherwise I wouldn't know how to spend it."

Thinking of Mrs. An knowingly knowing that she was engaged, but still poaching her openly and openly, she felt that if there was no imperial edict and the betrothal was not to a powerful man like Xiao Ruiyuan, I am afraid that the Cui family would really try their best to ruin her marriage.

A flash of darkness flashed across Xiao Ruiyuan's eyes, and he said nonchalantly: "If these messy people come to the door in the future, just fight them out."

Mo Yan sneered and said, "Who do you think is so brave that he dares to break up the marriage granted by the Holy Spirit?" This kind of thing will never happen again.

 That’s true!

 Xiao Ruiyuan was satisfied and felt that the marriage proposal had finally served a purpose. But when he thought of the letter he received earlier, in which the woman was so proud of the Cui family's proposal of marriage, he couldn't be happy. He turned the woman's face towards him with a tigerish face: "You are a married woman, you can't do it in the future." Think about other people.”

Mo Yan held back her laughter and said deliberately: "It depends on your behavior. If you treat me badly, why can't I think of other people? Besides, we haven't officially gotten married yet, and the Holy Father still owes me a promise. If you do it someday, If you dare to do anything sorry for me, this marriage can happen at any time...well..."

Xiao Ruiyuan kissed the woman's lips fiercely, blocking what she was about to say. He was afraid of being impulsive and strangled this nonsense little woman to death. Maybe he is not as gentle as other men towards his wife, but in order to stay with her for the rest of his life, he is willing to do whatever it takes and never betray her.

Mo Yan was kissed in all kinds of ways, and her lips were burning and hurting. She secretly regretted that she shouldn't have said such words to stimulate someone who could explode at any time, otherwise she would still be the one to suffer.

 (End of this chapter)