Pick up a monster and carry it home

Chapter 459 Yue Heng, Is That You? 1【Important】

The faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus wafted from his body in the air.

That is her favorite flavor of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Now it smells so strange.

Wei Hechu worried and gently pushed her.

After being stunned for a while, her favorite expression appeared on Shen Shuyao's face - a smile.

She turned to the people in the gazebo and asked, "Hello... Yue Heng, is that you?"

Shen Shuyao is making sure, if he says yes, if he says I don't like you anymore

She will give up and walk away completely.

She is a heartless person, she can't learn to be obsessed, and she can't learn to stay.

But what she was waiting for was not his voice.

"Who are you, how dare you break into Feilaizhuang, someone to drive me out?"

That woman is delicate and beautiful, and even her voice is like a yellow warbler out of the valley.

Standing with him makes people look really seductive.

Shen Shuyao thought, perhaps only such bright and beautiful people could stand beside him.

And she can only stand on the ground and look up forever.

Unwilling to give up, she asked again: "Is Yue Heng you?"

If you don't reply to me, how can I be sure if it's you.

"Presumptuous, where is the country girl, why don't you rush me out,"

But none of Feilaizhuang's servants dared to move,

Wenqu Lianzhen Wei Hechu Zuo Xinglan
And the little nun called Si'er stood in front of those people.

Shen Shuyao didn't look at the beautiful woman who bared her teeth and claws,
Yue Heng was always the only one in her eyes.

"It was my fault before, but now I think about it, Shen Shuyao's favorite person in this life is Yue Heng, now that I'm here to look for you, do you still want me?"

No one knew what kind of mood Shen Shuyao was in when she said this sentence.

But she still smiled so brightly, like a lingxiao flower blooming in an instant in Mayday.

Wen Qu looked deeply at the pavilion, with such a bright and spring-like smile, how could you be willing to let her disappear.

The people in the pavilion swayed.

But there was still no expression on his face.

Shen Shuyao pulled out the hairpin from her head and raised it high.

(End of this chapter)