A prostitute: a good wife provoked an evil husband

Hao Sheng couldn't help being surprised and said: "That... Yuan Bao is okay."

As soon as she woke up, it was Yuan Bao who asked the question. He didn't seem to react, he couldn't help but startled, his eyes darkened and said: "I can't die."

If he was the one who rescued him, the figure she saw at the time was him, why did he even look like the rescuer, did she miss Yunxi too much?So seeing similarities creates hallucinations?

Feeling annoyed for a while, she didn't dare to look into his eyes anymore, she turned her head slowly, Qingling's eyes looked blankly at the top of the tent, and she said "oh" lightly.

The hand on her wrist suddenly grabbed hers, and the warm palm tightly embraced her hand, and pulled it hard. Pei Xiaoqing was in pain, and turned her head to look at him angrily.

Her blame was so obvious, she just wanted him to retreat in spite of difficulties, not touch her bottom line, save face for each other, and keep a safe distance, but he didn't realize it, a cluster of flames ignited in his obsidian eyes:

"Knowing that he is looking for you, you still dare to go and climb such a tall tree. Do you know that many people are worried about you?" His tone was unprecedentedly severe.

"Let go of me." How would she have none of his business?To put it bluntly, she is just a passer-by staying at his house. Even if she has a good relationship and has a fake relative, she is only closer than a friend. That doesn't mean that he can treat her so casually. Why do you care about her, and why do you keep crossing the line again and again!

Feeling that her eyes became angry and cold, he seemed to be stunned, looking down at her constantly struggling hand, deep pain slipped through his eyes, and there was a trace of complicated emotions, slowly, reluctantly. She opened her palm and let her tenderness be pulled away from her palm.

"Thank you cousin for saving me, but I'm tired now, please move. I want to rest for a while."

Her words were polite and alienated, he was dumb, his eyes were burning, he looked at her steadily, after a long break, he slowly got up, his eyes returned to the peace and gentleness of the past, and the smile on his lips was also clear and shallow , just like the Yuen Rong she was familiar with.

He nodded to her, turned around gracefully, flung his plain robe lightly, and strode away.

As soon as he left, Zisang came in, her eyes full of complaints: "Girl, how could you lie to me."

Pei Xiaoqing patted her hand guiltily and said, "I'm also curious, it's nothing serious anyway, am I fine?"

"It's alright, that fat man was covered in blood, and the young cousin threw him in the middle of the hall when he came back, and rushed into the room with you in his arms. When the doctor came, he only let you look at him first, making a fuss." Everyone thought you were injured internally, slave... I was almost scared to death." Zisang said angrily.

Jin Yuanbao was seriously injured, he threw away the bloody Yuanbao and was nervous about her body, it would definitely scare the people in the house...

Pei Xiaoqing's mind was in chaos, it seemed that two villains were fighting, and it was like a ball of wool, played by a naughty kitten, knotted thousands of knots that could not be untied.

He is that nasty cat, he is the one who messed up her mood, Zisang is still chasing beside her:

"...The fat man is still kneeling in the study at this moment, the young master Biao doesn't even want to look at him, and Jin Bo is also ashen-faced at this moment, refusing to intercede with the young master Biao, and it's not easy for me to invite the old man People, afraid of frightening the old lady..."