On the wedding night, Wang Ye has a mind-reading post-operative acting skills

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However, Yunran just looked at him without speaking, but tears fell silently.

The young girl's face was picturesque, with a faint blush like a layer of rouge from being drunk, and a pair of Jianshuiqiu pupils contained three parts of anger and seven parts of grievance, staring at him silently, as if accusing him of "evil deeds".

At this moment, Nangong Mo felt that he was a heinous bastard!
He actually bullied an innocent girl like this!It is simply an unforgivable crime of angering people and gods!
While wiping her tears at a loss, he reflected deeply on himself.

"Aran, it's my fault for all my mistakes! I shouldn't be teasing you at this time, I shouldn't be making you angry with those stupid words, I'm not gentle and considerate, I'm not a good man! No, I'm just Not a thing!"

"Ah! This, this... why are you crying even more?! But your body hurts so much? It's my bastard! It's my beast! It's my father who didn't take good care of your body, I'm not as good as a beast!"

"Aran, don't cry! I beg you, little ancestor! If you continue to cry, I..."

As he talked, Nangong Mo wished he could find a knife and hack himself to death as an apology!

Seeing this, Yun Ran glanced at him lightly, and snorted coldly, "Nangong Mo, why don't you untie my acupoints quickly."

The girl he liked was finally willing to talk to him, and Nangong Mo almost cried with joy: "Little ancestor, you can be regarded as coaxing!"

"Excuse me! Grandpa, let me explain!"

Nangong Mo immediately untied Yunran's acupoints, held the ointment in one hand, and asked her cautiously, "Aran, look at this medicine..."

Yunran knew what he wanted to say, and threw out a sentence coldly and mercilessly:
"Put down the medicine, you can go now."

"Aran..."

Nangong Mo originally wanted to try harder, but when he saw Yunran was about to cry again, he was so frightened that he immediately swallowed back the words that followed.

"Okay! Get out! Get out now, get out now!"

Nangong Mo reluctantly put the ointment in Yunran's hand, then glanced at the bird's nest porridge beside him, and asked humbly and tentatively, "Aran, why don't you drink the porridge first? Then get out?"

Yun Ran snorted coldly, and looked at him quietly, with a clear sentence written in his eyes: Why don't you hurry up and get away? !
Even though Nangong Mo had ten thousand and ten thousand reluctances in his heart, he didn't dare to make her cry anymore, so he could only walk away reluctantly and kindly.

Yunran waited until the sound of the palace door being gently closed, then heaved a sigh of relief and lay back down again.

Quietly looking at the light gauze curtain above the head, but my heart is full of juggling with five flavors, each strand is like a mess, and it is difficult to sort out.

She couldn't say well, why did she cry just now?
Girls' emotions are sometimes quite inexplicable.

To say it hurts...it really hurts, but I don’t know how many times I was injured when I was learning martial arts and practicing kung fu, and I only cried when I was a child.

What's more, he's not as badass as he says he is.

At that time, he was controlled by that damn spell, and his reason was clearly on the verge of being burned by the fire, but with his astonishing willpower, he stubbornly kept his sobriety all the time, just not to hurt her.

And that time... It was already that time, just because he saw her crying, he wanted to stop in a panic, even though he knew that the consequence was that he might die.

He looks like this...

Just kicked him out, isn't it a bit... unfeeling?

(End of this chapter)