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Published at 31st of January 2024 07:41:32 AM


Chapter 678

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"It's Mr. Wen!"

The nanny also excitedly pulled Ruan Mo, "he's been standing outside for more than an hour. He won't come in and don't hold an umbrella. He'll get wet like this."

Ruan Mo's heart tightened, and then said to the nanny, "give me an umbrella!"

"Miss," the nanny stopped her, "you'd better not go there. Sir has a bad temper now," the nanny advised her.

bad-tempered?

Ruan Mo doesn't care about this. At the moment, her idea is that Wen Ziqiu will get drenched in the rain. Although it's his masterpiece that she is imprisoned here, Ruan Mo still wants him to humiliate herself like this.

Although Ruan Mo complained about him, she couldn't complain. Unlike Charles, she had 10000 thoughts of letting him die.

But for Wen Ziqiu, she has never.

Besides, his hand is still hurt. If the water is wet, it will be very troublesome!

Ruan Mo thought of this, looked around, found an umbrella, picked it up and rushed out. Suddenly, Ruan Mo shivered with a chill wrapped in moisture, and the rain was too heavy. Even if she held the umbrella, she wetted her lower clothes almost instantly.

But the nanny said Ziqiu had been standing here for nearly an hour

Ruan Mo ran over with his umbrella, then held it up to Wen Ziqiu's head, and then held him. "You'll get wet. Come in with me!"

Wen Ziqiu turned to look at her, and Ruan Mo also saw his face. Even in the dark night, she saw his face pale, "Wen"

"Get out!"

Ruan Mo didn't say anything, but he heard a cold cry.

Ruan Mo trembled when he was yelled, but he still didn't move, and said to him, "I won't go until you go back to the house. If you want to get wet, I'll be here with you."

Her voice fell down, and her hand holding the umbrella was held. Suddenly, Ruan Mo's skin was cold. At this time, Wen Ziqiu said, "I'll let you go!"

"I won't go!"

The next second, Ruan Mo felt light, and then the next generation was thrown out. She didn't know where she hit, but felt the sudden pain of the displacement of her internal organs

She lay down in the rain. The heavy rain crashed on her like a small stone. She didn't slow down for a long time. She just felt as if she had been cut off.

After a while, Ruan Mo breathed again. She tried to raise her head and saw Wen Ziqiu still standing there, as if he had no feeling for her lying here.

The nanny didn't come out. From what Ruan Mo asked her just now, we can feel that the nanny was afraid of Wen Ziqiu.

The rain shows no sign of stopping. If it goes on like this, she and Wen Ziqiu will not be killed by the heavy rain, but will also freeze to death here.

Ruan Mo is not afraid of death, but she can't die. She has to wait for Si Yu to save her. She has two daughters to love.

As for Wen Ziqiu, he can't die!

As for why, Ruan Mo couldn't tell. She looked at him and remembered, but she didn't have any strength, and the rain was so heavy that she couldn't open her mouth or eyes.

Ruan Mo looks at Wen Ziqiu, who is a few steps away from him, and slowly climbs towards him

She didn't know how long it took her to climb to him. She raised her hand, grabbed the corner of his pants and looked up at him

One meter eight tall, he was like a God in front of Ruan Mo lying on the ground in this rainy night. He was the first person to give her this feeling except Si Yu.

The rain mercilessly hit her face and hurt when it fell into her eyes. She looked at him and opened her mouth, but before she said anything, the heavy rain choked her and coughed fiercely, but even so, she still opened her mouth: "wenziqiu back to the house, okay?"

He ignored her. She coughed twice and said, "Wen Ziqiu, you'll get wet."

However, no matter what she said, he was indifferent, which made Ruan Mo think of a time when they went out to play when it was raining heavily, but there was no place to hide around, so he arched up and let her hide under him in order not to let her get wet.

She asked him whether he was not afraid of gonorrhea or cold?

He said she was not cold, so he was not cold.

He used to protect her with himself, so that's why she can't resent him even if he did something wrong.

Thinking of this, Ruan Mo suddenly knew how to persuade him.

She climbed in front of him again, and her hands changed from holding him to holding his legs. At the moment, she was shaking as cold as chaff, and her teeth were really giggling, "little brother, I'm cold, little candy is cold."

But this still made him unresponsive. Maybe it was too heavy rain and he didn't hear it. Ruan Mo said again: "little brother, little brother, I'm a small candy bar. I'm cold. I'm drenched to death. You said you wouldn't let me get drenched. Did you forget?"

He still didn't respond. Ruan Mo thought of the time when he was young, so he said, "little brother, you used your body to block the rain for me. At that time, you said you were my umbrella. Little brother, it rained. Don't you want to be an umbrella for small candy?"

When asked this, Ruan Mo cried. Although tears covered her tears, she cried.

She was suddenly very sad. The past years, the injuries and pain she suffered in the past, and the grievances were like the torrential rain

Ruan Mo was so miserable. She was obviously in the rain, but now she felt like a fish thrown on the bank, swaggering to death.

Her throat was swollen and astringent, her eyes could not see everything clearly, only the cold, only the rain poured relentlessly into her body

"Little brother, I'm a candy bar." Ruan Mo murmured as he cried.

"What do you call me?" When Ruan Mo was almost out of breath, a voice sounded in his ear.

She blinked, looked up and saw Wen Ziqiu squatting in front of her, her cool eyes washed by the rain looking at her

"Little brother," she said back to him. When she spoke, there was rain pouring out of her mouth.

"Who are you?" Wen Ziqiu asked her again.

Ruan Mo tried to raise his other hand and grabbed his sleeve. "I'm a candy bar. You said you should guard it forever."

"Candy bar?!" Wen Ziqiu whispered, then raised her hand and stroked her face, stroking the half destroyed face, "you, you really my little candy?"

Wen Ziqiu's eyes were confused, as if he had been confused by something. He was no longer him.

Ruan Mo gripped him again, "little brother, I'm a candy bar, our orange garden, and the paper kite I put."

Wen Ziqiu's hand slipped over her face, stroked her eyebrows and eyes, and sighed for a long time, "you seem to be different from before."

"Little brother, I've grown up"

"The little candy is big. The little candy doesn't need a little brother."

Hearing what he said, Ruan Mo felt wrong and held his hand tightly. "The little sugar cake needs my little brother. It's raining hard and I'm cold. Will you take me back to the house?"




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