Chapter 4733
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Mo Xiangyi blushed with shame. Seeing that he didn't care to go on, he became anxious and burst into tears: "you're shameless. I haven't reached the hairpin yet. You'll tell me these words, and you're not afraid that these bastards will spread. I'll be laughed at..."
He Fusheng suddenly leaned forward and held Mo Xiangyi's finger.
Mo Xiangyi was startled, instinctively pulled back, but his fingers were held tighter in he Fusheng's palm.
He Fusheng refused to let go, lowered his voice and coaxed: "Xiangyi, the custom of Jincheng has always been to get engaged before hairpin, and after hairpin, you can get married. By the end of the year, your aunt and uncle returned to the Mohist house, and I'll invite the matchmaker to the Mohist school with my adoptive father to propose marriage to you
You see, Siyu and Cheng Yue are not the words of a matchmaker ordered by their parents. They are all with their favorite people. I like you. If you don't have the slightest affection for me, I won't embarrass you, let alone force you. It's only a few months until the end of the year. You can think clearly. I'm waiting for your reply... "
He Fusheng finished these words. Before Xiangyi could speak, he jumped out of the carriage and disappeared into Xiangyi's sight.
He was afraid that if he left later, he would be driven out of the carriage directly by her.
People in this world, no matter men and women, no matter how powerful, but in front of the people they like, all intrigues and schemes seem to have lost their role, leaving only a frank and sincere heart, trembling in front of each other, waiting for each other's acceptance or rejection
Although he Fusheng is used to opening up territory and planning strategies in shopping malls, he is also incoherent in the face of Mo Xiangyi. He is in a panic without origin and has no confidence at all.
For many days, Mo Xiangyi stayed in Mo's house and didn't go out. He Fusheng's letters were sent to the house three times a day.
There's nothing shady about the content, but what you did this morning, what you ate, who you met, what you did in the afternoon, what you ate, and who you met. It's the same at night
Mo Xiangyi felt annoyed at first, and then got used to it slowly.
Hu Yueru came back from the game. The next day, after breakfast, she was about to go out to find something to do. When she opened the door, she saw the old man with crutches and white hair and beard guarding the door.
Seeing that Hu Yueru came out, the old man immediately greeted her with a walking stick. "Miss Hu, the dog has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai. The dog deceives people. It's abrupt. I'm not strict in discipline. Please give her a way to live, regardless of villains."
Then he turned sideways and pointed to the carriage parked at the door: "I've brought this beast here. Even if I let him kneel, please give him a pleasure if you want to kill or cut, not like this..."
Hu Yueru was surprised: "I just took off his arm, kicked off his kneecap and connected it again. What do you mean?"
Master Meng was also surprised: "didn't you let him live and die?"
Hu Yueru sneered: "if I want to kill him, he can't live now, but although he has no education, he can't die. I don't need to torture him like this."
With that, she raised her foot out of the courtyard door, went to the carriage, raised her hand and lifted the curtain. It was an unpleasant smell.
Yesterday, the handsome young man lay in the carriage, his face swollen into black and purple, where he could be exposed were erythema, and his skin was scratched by his nails.
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Mo Xiangyi blushed with shame. Seeing that he didn't care to go on, he became anxious and burst into tears: "you're shameless. I haven't reached the hairpin yet. You'll tell me these words, and you're not afraid that these bastards will spread. I'll be laughed at..."
He Fusheng suddenly leaned forward and held Mo Xiangyi's finger.
Mo Xiangyi was startled, instinctively pulled back, but his fingers were held tighter in he Fusheng's palm.
He Fusheng refused to let go, lowered his voice and coaxed: "Xiangyi, the custom of Jincheng has always been to get engaged before hairpin, and after hairpin, you can get married. By the end of the year, your aunt and uncle returned to the Mohist house, and I'll invite the matchmaker to the Mohist school with my adoptive father to propose marriage to you
You see, Siyu and Cheng Yue are not the words of a matchmaker ordered by their parents. They are all with their favorite people. I like you. If you don't have the slightest affection for me, I won't embarrass you, let alone force you. It's only a few months until the end of the year. You can think clearly. I'm waiting for your reply... "
He Fusheng finished these words. Before Xiangyi could speak, he jumped out of the carriage and disappeared into Xiangyi's sight.
He was afraid that if he left later, he would be driven out of the carriage directly by her.
People in this world, no matter men and women, no matter how powerful, but in front of the people they like, all intrigues and schemes seem to have lost their role, leaving only a frank and sincere heart, trembling in front of each other, waiting for each other's acceptance or rejection
Although he Fusheng is used to opening up territory and planning strategies in shopping malls, he is also incoherent in the face of Mo Xiangyi. He is in a panic without origin and has no confidence at all.
For many days, Mo Xiangyi stayed in Mo's house and didn't go out. He Fusheng's letters were sent to the house three times a day.
There's nothing shady about the content, but what you did this morning, what you ate, who you met, what you did in the afternoon, what you ate, and who you met. It's the same at night
Mo Xiangyi felt annoyed at first, and then got used to it slowly.
Hu Yueru came back from the game. The next day, after breakfast, she was about to go out to find something to do. When she opened the door, she saw the old man with crutches and white hair and beard guarding the door.
Seeing that Hu Yueru came out, the old man immediately greeted her with a walking stick. "Miss Hu, the dog has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai. The dog deceives people. It's abrupt. I'm not strict in discipline. Please give her a way to live, regardless of villains."
Then he turned sideways and pointed to the carriage parked at the door: "I've brought this beast here. Even if I let him kneel, please give him a pleasure if you want to kill or cut, not like this..."
Hu Yueru was surprised: "I just took off his arm, kicked off his kneecap and connected it again. What do you mean?"
Master Meng was also surprised: "didn't you let him live and die?"
Hu Yueru sneered: "if I want to kill him, he can't live now, but although he has no education, he can't die. I don't need to torture him like this."
With that, she raised her foot out of the courtyard door, went to the carriage, raised her hand and lifted the curtain. It was an unpleasant smell.
Yesterday, the handsome young man lay in the carriage, his face swollen into black and purple, where he could be exposed were erythema, and his skin was scratched by his nails.
Mo Xiangyi blushed with shame. Seeing that he didn't care to go on, he became anxious and burst into tears: "you're shameless. I haven't reached the hairpin yet. You'll tell me these words, and you're not afraid that these bastards will spread. I'll be laughed at..."He Fusheng suddenly leaned forward and held Mo Xiangyi's finger.Mo Xiangyi was startled, instinctively pulled back, but his fingers were held tighter in he Fusheng's palm.He Fusheng refused to let go, lowered his voice and coaxed: "Xiangyi, the custom of Jincheng has always been to get engaged before hairpin, and after hairpin, you can get married. By the end of the year, your aunt and uncle returned to the Mohist house, and I'll invite the matchmaker to the Mohist school with my adoptive father to propose marriage to youYou see, Siyu and Cheng Yue are not the words of a matchmaker ordered by their parents. They are all with their favorite people. I like you. If you don't have the slightest affection for me, I won't embarrass you, let alone force you. It's only a few months until the end of the year. You can think clearly. I'm waiting for your reply... "He Fusheng finished these words. Before Xiangyi could speak, he jumped out of the carriage and disappeared into Xiangyi's sight.He was afraid that if he left later, he would be driven out of the carriage directly by her.People in this world, no matter men and women, no matter how powerful, but in front of the people they like, all intrigues and schemes seem to have lost their role, leaving only a frank and sincere heart, trembling in front of each other, waiting for each other's acceptance or rejectionAlthough he Fusheng is used to opening up territory and planning strategies in shopping malls, he is also incoherent in the face of Mo Xiangyi. He is in a panic without origin and has no confidence at all.For many days, Mo Xiangyi stayed in Mo's house and didn't go out. He Fusheng's letters were sent to the house three times a day.There's nothing shady about the content, but what you did this morning, what you ate, who you met, what you did in the afternoon, what you ate, and who you met. It's the same at nightMo Xiangyi felt annoyed at first, and then got used to it slowly.Hu Yueru came back from the game. The next day, after breakfast, she was about to go out to find something to do. When she opened the door, she saw the old man with crutches and white hair and beard guarding the door.Seeing that Hu Yueru came out, the old man immediately greeted her with a walking stick. "Miss Hu, the dog has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai. The dog deceives people. It's abrupt. I'm not strict in discipline. Please give her a way to live, regardless of villains."Then he turned sideways and pointed to the carriage parked at the door: "I've brought this beast here. Even if I let him kneel, please give him a pleasure if you want to kill or cut, not like this..."Hu Yueru was surprised: "I just took off his arm, kicked off his kneecap and connected it again. What do you mean?"Master Meng was also surprised: "didn't you let him live and die?"Hu Yueru sneered: "if I want to kill him, he can't live now, but although he has no education, he can't die. I don't need to torture him like this."With that, she raised her foot out of the courtyard door, went to the carriage, raised her hand and lifted the curtain. It was an unpleasant smell.Yesterday, the handsome young man lay in the carriage, his face swollen into black and purple, where he could be exposed were erythema, and his skin was scratched by his nails.
